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milunalupin · 29 days ago

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— yesterday, you were here

remus lupin x reader ★ 702 words

a/n: 🕊️

Remus sighs, staring somberly into the mason jar sitting stagnant on the windowsill. He'll need coffee first, he decides, shuffling into the small kitchen of your creaky flat. His toes curl inside of his slippers, the oncoming autumn weather making this morning just a little chillier than yesterday.

He goes for instant coffee today, grimacing as the metal spoon clinks against the ceramic mug. The one you had made for him at one of your summer pottery classes, an imperfect heart with the letter 'R' carved into one side.

You'd been busy this summer. From multi-media art classes, to puppy yoga. You've even started a fantasy novel he knows you'll never really get around to. But the one constant was catching fireflies. The two of you had a flat on the outskirts of town, when a little pond sat just beyond your patio.

Your mission had been to catch a firefly, just one if you could be so lucky. As adorable as it was watching you jump around and attempt to cup your hands around the little insects, he couldn't help but coo pitifully when you would walk face first into his chest, a little pout on your lips. Your hand to eye coordination was terrible. Not one firefly had been caught all summer, until last night. Unfortunately you had been so caught up in your excitement that you failed to remember what happens to fireflies when you catch them the way you did.

Remus sat at the kitchen table, just two feet from your little friend. He looked over into your shared bedroom, where he could make out your body stirring under the warm covers. smth here

"Morning, Rem."

"Hey lovie, good dreams?"

You nodded sleepily, taking the seat next to him and laying your head on his shoulder as your eyelids fell once again. He put a hand over your thigh, thumb rubbing gentle circles into your soft pajama pants.

"Want me to make you breakfast?"

When you didn't answer, he looked down to see that your eyes were not just open again, but tearing up.

"Oh, baby." He removes his hand from your thigh to wrap his arm around your shoulder, lightly squeezing your arm.

You sniffle, watery eyes locked on your little friend in the mason jar. Finally, after endless nights of running around the grass trying to catch one, you'd managed to get a firefly in your jar, painting little strands of grass around the border to make him feel at home. You'd put plenty of local flora inside as well as some fresh fruit, which Remus had to watch over you while you took the pairing knife and carefully cut little cubes of the sweet produce. You don't understand.

"I poked holes in the top so he could breathe."

"I'm sure he could breathe perfectly well."

"I gave him fruit to eat."

"It may just have been old age, lovie. I swear I saw him using a blade of grass as a cane."

That managed to get a twitch of a smile out of you, but your frown returned. "You think it was of natural causes?"

"It was his time to go. I'm sure he lived a long wonderful life. He's probably blinked his little light all over the world. It's about time he rests, don't you think?"

You nodded slowly, letting out a long breath through your nose. Remus turned to press his soft kisses to your head, his free hand bringing the coffee mug to your mouth.

You flinched back and glared at him, wiping any drops of coffee that might've ended up on your lips with the sleeve of your shirt. "Ew."

"You're 'ew', you've got dried up drool on your face." your boyfriend teased, poking a finger into your cheek.

He chuckled as you moved your head away from his hand with a pouty whine. A silence fell over the two of you, both of your gazes drifting back to your firefly.

"He deserves a proper burial, doesn't he?"

Remus hums in agreement, reaching over to lace his fingers with yours.

"Would it be okay if we went to the park to pick some flowers for him?"

"I think he'd love that."

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evaduartes · 2 years ago

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this is very much not my best work, but i love you so so bad and i thought that maybe this being super terrible would make you laugh! i hope that you have the happiest of all birthdays, and that twenty-six treats you as well as mine did. i’m so blessed to have you as a friend, and to have the privilege of writing with you and all your talent. love you always, sam ( @ozgesyagiz )

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shoot1ngst4r · 3 months ago

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going out of your way to search up [insert character] ANGST and all you get is smut