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People who don’t ship prongsfoot try not to criticize it for two seconds challenge (impossible.)
Like let people LIVE dawg
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at the jfk museum. this place is kind of objectively funny as hell i think
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“Wolfstarbucks fucking” “Wolfstarbucks breaking up” “Wolfstarbucks excluding Remus/James/Sirius” ok how about Wolfstarbucks loving each other tenderly? How about Wolfstarbucks growing and changing with each other? How about, even, maybe, wokfstarbucks learning to find solstice with each other how they currently are without making each other adhere to change?
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miracle - april 24 - wolfstar - @taylorswiftmicrofic - word count: 359
“He’s going to be just fine, you know,” Madame Pomfrey whispered to Remus as he sat next to Sirius’s bed, eyes wide open as he stared at his best friend–or…was he more? He’d been so stupid, to tell Sirius they shouldn’t, he couldn’t, that it wasn’t safe for Sirius–sleeping soundly. “It was a nasty fall, yes, but I promise, I've dealt with worse.” She gave him a meaningful look.
“I know,” he mumbled, not believing a word she said. Sure, he’d been hurt before, but Sirius was different. He was breakable and precious and valuable. He was too good.
“Do try to get some sleep, dear. He’ll wake soon,” she replied, patting him on the shoulder before leaving the curtained-off area.
He didn’t, though. He sat, wide awake, begging Sirius in his mind to wake. He felt hollow–empty of all emotions except anxiety and grief, alternating between tears and terrified numbness until around four in the morning when, suddenly–
“Moony, you look awful. You should sleep.”
He could have cried with happiness, if he’d had any tears left. “Sirius, you fucking idiot,” he whisper-yelled, resisting the urge to throw himself on top of the other boy in celebration of the miracle.
“Ah, yes. A warm welcome back to reality,” Sirius mumbled, grinning sleepily. “Thanks, Moons.”
“I was worried sick! Merlin, Pads, I thought-” he choked up, trying not to sob over the thought of losing Sirius, his eyes pricking and his chest heaving with the heaviness of the grief.
But Sirius just gave him an odd look. “Yes. Well. I’m usually in your chair, Remus. Once a month. Worried over you. Sucks I had to fall off a broom, but maybe now you finally understand. Believe me when I say what I feel for you.”
This made Remus freeze. “Sirius…” he murmured, indecision pulling at him.
“Just believe me, Moons. I want you. I..” he sighed and bit at his lip, looking agitated. “I need you. And it seems like you need me, too.”
He tried. He really did. To be selfless and let Sirius go. But he just couldn’t fathom losing him again. “Yeah,” he nodded, “I do.”
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