#that-bwitch

hey, oh yes i remember! :)

heheee i’m glad you’re enjoying promised, thank you so much! going back over old stuff is nostalgic and cringe at the same time, it was fun to rewrite and change bits of the story.

5. “This is why we don’t leave you two alone”

37.“This shirt is mine now, by the way”

78. “You’re fit as fuck, mate”  

Sirius Black x reader

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Your head buzzed painfully when you woke up in your dorm, you felt your pulse hammering against your temple and something heavy pressed down on your bladder - one too many rounds on you last night, that’s for sure. You opened your eyes slowly, almost scared that the sunlight would make you feel even worse, which it did.

Sirius‘ right leg rested on your lower tummy, he was lying diagonally on the bed - however he ended up there. You pushed him off slowly and looked around the room. The other beds were empty, some clothes lied here and there across the floor. You spotted one of your shirts, the blue one your wore last evening. Last evening?! One glance under the blanket confirmed your guess - you didn’t wear it anymore, or anything else. And so did Sirius.

Your memory returned quickly but patchily: Somehow Sirius and you had ended up snogging in a corner of the common room, before Lily and Marlene walked by and jokingly told you to get a room. So you did, apparently. You remembered how he had closed the door behind him, turned you around and pressed you against it. You remembered his hot breath all over your body, followed by his hands. His mouth that left wet trails on your neck, his hair that hung down loosely and into your face as he lied on top of you.

“Wow“, you thought and snorted. “Whoops.“

Sirius shifted next to you, he opened his eyes, blinked slowly and looked at you. “Hey“, he said and grinned.

“Morning“, you answered.

Suddenly the door to your dorm swung open, Lily followed by James walked in and she asked: “Y/N, have you seen Siri- oh lord.“

The two stopped abruptly, James cracked up laughing, while Lily grumbled: “This is why we don’t leave you two alone!“

While you pulled the blanket up to your nose, Sirius sat up and laughed: “Stop the judgement Evans, you haven’t slept in your own bed either.“ He got up in his boxers and started to look for his clothes. His jeans lied next to the bed, along with his socks, so he started to put them on and kept on looking across the whole room.

"Does anyone know where my shirt might be?“

"We found it in the common room, so I took it and brought it to our dorm“, James said when he finally got his breath back.

"Well, then I’ll take this one instead“, he said and picked up your shirt from the floor. He struggled to pull it over his head, it was way too tight. When he managed to pull it down his chest, you saw that it was too short as well and started to laugh.

"Well then“, he said, walked up to you and kissed you on the cheek before he whispered: "This shirt is mine now, by the way.“

Hmmm.... My favourite genre is probably fantasy/science fiction and I really like Lord of the Rings, District 9 (still waiting for a sequel) & Inception :)

What are yours?

Thanks for the request, lovely - hope you enjoy ❤️

‘Karmais a bitch.’

‘Damnedif I do, damned if I don’t.

‘Iknow you’re scared.’

Adeep breath was pulled into your lungs.  Your senses were blurred,the darkness that surrounded the two of you was enough to spring youinto panic mood.  So much was running through your mind, the scenesthat were plastered on the tv screen, the image of you boyfrienddescribing him as nothing more than ‘armed and dangerous’.  Afterthat it was only a matter of time before the door was practicallyblasted from its hinges, armed officers bursting into your sharedhome before the gun fires sounded.  Those same men that were standingno longer had the strength with the foreign object burrowed intotheir flesh and bone.  The next moments were a blur; hurriedmovement, gathering of things while you tried to get your wits aboutyou.

‘Whereare we going?!’  

Thewords came out of nowhere, drenching your hand from his own whileattempting to catch your bearings in the darkened tunnel beneath thecity.  Cars were zooming by overhead, sounds of shouting and carhorns mingling together.  It was the tentative step forward and hadyou finding your own in the opposite direction.

‘No. What are we doing, Billy?  What are you doing?’

Asigh mingled in the space between them, the soft light from the moonoutside pulsing in that gave you just enough light to see his headbow.

‘Y/N… I know you’re scared.  Thiswas never suppose to happen.’

‘Letme know … you didn’t want me to know that you’re a murderer, ora sociopath.  Yeah, I guess you didn’t expect it to go this way,huh?’

‘Iwas only trying to protect you.’  There was another sigh, ahumorless laugh following not long after, ‘I swear … I’mdamned if I do, damned if I don’t.’

Droppingyour gaze, there was a moment that you wanted to believe him. Remember the Billy that you knew.  Not the one that was scratchedinto the scenes on the news.  Or the version that came with guns ablazing into the place that you two shared.

Alaugh sounded then, something that you obviously found humorousbefore you were glancing up to where the sky would be.

‘Everybodyalways warned me … karma is a bitch.’

Younoted that he took another step forward the moment your gaze settledto see the smirk plastered against his lips, and an offeredoutstretched hand.

‘Whatdo you say?  Be the Bonnie to my Clyde.’

Ithad always been a running joke, one that you were would ultimatelyget you trouble, or worse .. dead.Fingersintertwined with his own, eyes meeting his before a glare settledagainst your features.

‘Fine,but if you get me killed, Russo … I will haunt your ass until theend of your days.’