#i’m a lightweight remus truther

[grimst4rs]

Remus groaned, opening his bleary eyes to the dark road.

“Welcome back,” Sirius said, looking at him briefly with a grin, hand on the steering wheel.

“Where’smuman’dad?” He slurred out, looking into the backseat briefly and letting his head fall back against the headrest with a thud.

“Dropped them off about half an hour ago. They told me to express their happiness that they got to spend the day with us and that they hope we can do it again soon.” The screen of Sirius’ phone lit up, a cold light that soon disappeared as the phone turned itself off.

Remus stretched his hand out, cupping Sirius’ face gently. “You’re so beautiful. The most beautiful man in the world.”

He chuckled. “Thank you, but I have to keep my eyes on the road.”

He slumped into the seat. “I want to marry you.”

“You might’ve had a bit too much to drink, don’t you think so?”

Remus’ head lolled to the side. “No,” He answered, elongating his vowel. “I don’t think so. Just a little,” He said, pinching his fingers together to emphasise, “this little. I didn’t drink much.”

The other man shrugged. “Well, considering that we’re getting married in two weeks, I do consider you want to marry me, too.”

“We’re getting married!?” Remus exclaimed, suddenly sitting up straight. “Why didn’t you tell me!?”

“I proposed to you, love.”

“Oh.”

“Maybe you should go back to sleep until we get back home.”

Remus had already dosed off.