#for abby

[milunalupin]

— 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.

"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."

[precariously-in-love]

I wrote this for my first college crush and I still haven't told her how I felt

I'm chasing after shadows Just to dance with silhouettes Already I can feel your warmth But I just can't touch you yet When I finally find the courage To find us face to face You smile at me dismissively And I fall back into place

And I know I can't deny this feeling As I look into your eyes Oh, I— No, I can't hide the pain I feel When I realize that I must disguise my love

I know it's only heartache That I feel between my ribs My heart can't afford to break With just how much it gives I can tell you feel what I do And it feels a little strange But just because you're in love with someone else Doesn't mean my feelings change

And I know I can't deny this feeling As I look into your eyes Oh, I— No, I can't hide the pain I feel When I realize that I must disguise my love

My love I cannot show And there's nothing I can do But it's worth it, I suppose Cause if I hurt alone Then you don't have to

And I know I must suppress this feeling When I look into your eyes Oh, I— Know I have to hide the pain I feel And I know that I must disguise my love

[redxpranger]

Unsent Letters #2

My heart, it seems, will always hold you — though time stretches on, endless, it will never let you go. She remembers. How could she forget? I cannot escape you — you are there, lodged in the deep crevices of my being, as a stone is trapped within the machinery of a clock, no matter how it ticks, no matter how much it turns.

And even if, someday, the sharp edges of memory blur and fade, the way the sea erases footprints on the shore, still, there will be that inner light — your form, unmistakable, etched into her being. She will know you, always.

Even in a crowd, amidst a thousand voices, your voice — your silence, rather — will haunt her, as though it were the only sound, the only thing that truly exists. For you are its most constant inhabitant, the quiet rhythm of its pulse, the very song it hums in the stillness of the night. No matter where she is, no matter how far she tries to run, there you are, invisible but undeniable.

My heart will remember. It will remember, because it must. It holds you, even when I am too tired to hold on. It holds you, even when I am too broken to keep you. You, always.

And as she carries you within her, so do I. You are mine, just as I am yours — forever. 🌻

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