#please remus

@wolfstarmicrofic December 9, word count 140

“Please Remus,” Sirius pleaded. 

“No,” Remus shook his head and folded his arms across his chest. 

“Pretty please,” Sirius pouted. He knew if he held on just a little longer Remus would give in. 

“No, you already have hundreds of the things. We don’t need any more,” 

“Pretty please with a cherry on top?” Remus rolled his eyes hard up to the heavens and Sirius knew he had him. 

@wolfstarmicrofic January 15, word count 532

Sitting in that conference room opposite the man he thought he’d spend the rest of his life with was the most painful thing Sirius had ever had to do. He loved Remus. Even now, in the middle of all this shit, he still loved him. He couldn’t even remember how they got here. Everything had been going so well for so many years and then it wasn’t. 

They’d started snarking at each other first over stupid little things, and it had slowly got worse until they were keeping things from each other. 

Apparently, the final straw for Remus was when Sirius left after a massive argument and went to stay with James and Lily and didn’t come back. It was shortly after that that Remus sent him divorce papers stating irreconcilable differences as the reason for the split. He’d had a breakdown when he read the papers. 

A slim stack of papers was pushed across the desk to him, already signed by Remus and awaiting his signature. He picked up the pen and left it hovering over the line beside his name. His hand shook as his eyes filled with tears. He couldn’t do this. He couldn’t just end twelve years of marriage with the stroke of a pen. 

He looked up into the stony face of his soon-to-be ex-husband and felt his jaw quiver. Remus’s expression softened, his eyes looking a bit misty. 

“Remus,” He croaked around the lump in his throat. Remus sighed and opened his arms for him. 

“Come here,” Sirius didn’t hesitate for a second before launching himself across the mahogany table and straight into Remus’s arms. 

“I love you,” He whispered, afraid that if he spoke too loud, Remus would let him go. 

“I know,” Remus let out another sigh as he began to stroke Sirius’s hair. He seemed to be warring with something internally. Sirius waited patiently before asking in the softest voice he could. 

“Please, Remus, please can we try again?” He sounded defeated, even to his own ears. 

“Sirius,” His name in Remus’s mouth sounded so full of hurt and sorrow, he couldn’t stand it. 

“Please,” He begged one last time, clinging to Remus as though his life depended on it. 

Remus didn’t say anything, but slowly, his arms tightened around Sirius, and his head came to rest on his shoulder as he buried his face. 

He brought his head back up and shuffled Sirius, signalling to Sirius’s solicitor on the other side of the table and then the sound of paper being torn filled Sirius’s ears. He turned his head so fast his neck cracked and watched as the divorce papers fluttered down onto the table in pieces. “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” He wailed, kissing every bit of Remus’s skin he could reach. 

“Come on, Sirius, let’s go home,” They left the perplexed law workers, they’d send him a bill. One, he was more than happy to pay if it meant he and Remus stayed together.