#the legend of sweeny kebab

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Prompt 19 - Sniff

Wolfstar, February 19, word count 935

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Hello everyone, so this is probably going to be the last flashback part unless anyone has anything they really want to see from Sirius's pov. I am probably going to slot some Sirius pov's in with Remus's going forward as well. Thanks for reading 💜💜

Remus yawned so loudly that Sirius’s ear began to ring. The last episode on the disk they were watching had just finished, and Sirius wasn’t sure what Remus might want to do next.

“So,” Remus said, turning to him, his voice had a husky tone that shot right to Sirius’s groin. “It’s getting late, wanna?” He nodded towards his hidden bed suggestively. Sirius’s mind ran at a million miles an hour while it decided what it wanted to do. He didn’t want to leave, but Remus had been worming his way under Sirius’s skin since the second he met him, and Sirius no longer wanted a one-night stand. 

A sultry smile spread across Sirius’s face. He shuffled closer to Remus, so Remus had to lean back into the pile of pillows and duvet to see him clearly. He leaned in, so there was no way Remus wouldn’t catch his words and purred. 

“Oh, I’m not going to shag you on our first date. No, I like you too much to rush. I want to spend a lot more time with you.” He fluttered his eyelashes as sweetly as he could and continued. “I will, however, take you up on your offer for a sleepover.” Remus’s face did an odd thing before it settled into a slightly mischievous look. 

“Will you now?” He questioned. Sirius could play this game, too. He wiped all traces of playfulness from his face and replaced it with his most serious face. 

“There is no way I am going out there this time of night. I am almost certain Mr Kebab shop owner is, in fact, a modern-day Sweeny Todd,” Remus snorted, but Sirius carried on. “No, seriously, that's why he has so many neon signs, so that when an unfortunate passerby gets all distracted by the bright lights. Then, he opens the door and drags them into the back, where he grounds them up into the doner he served me this evening, which is why it tasted so bad.” It was a daft story, but the more he thought about it, the more plausible it began to sound.

“Well, we can’t have that,” Remus murmured, a fond smile stretching his lips. Lips Sirius very much wanted to kiss. 

Remus got up and began collecting the duvet and pillows, dipping behind the blanket curtain to place them back on the bed. Sirius could hear him digging around in his drawers. Probably for something for Sirius to wear. Sirius felt like having one more bit of fun before bedtime and stripped down to his boxers. “They’ll drown you, but…” Remus’s mouth was agape when Sirius looked up. He spotted the pyjama pants in Remus’s hands and sauntered past him to the poky bathroom. 

“Oh, no, thanks, I prefer to sleep like this if I can't sleep naked,” Sirius said, winking at him as he shut the door. 

He had to take a deep breath after he’d relieved himself and used Remus’s toothbrush to brush his teeth. “Everything will be alright,” He told his reflection before he opened the bathroom door once more. “It’s all yours,” he said and hopped up onto the bed. Remus disappeared into the bathroom, and he made himself comfortable on the bed. 

It dawned on him as he listened to Remus brush his teeth that he was in a total stranger's bed. He hadn’t slept with anyone for over a year now. He’d been too scared his parents would find out. Yet here he was, waiting for the mysterious Remus Lupin. His heart began pounding as he panicked. What if Remus was a plant by his parents to make sure he wasn’t doing exactly this? What if Remus was some crazed lunatic who’d very easily lured Sirius back to his flat, which just so happened to belong to Sirius, and was going to harvest his organs?! 

The bathroom light clicked off, and so did the light in the living room, bathing the entire room in a green glow from the kebab shop downstairs. It truly was horrendous. He made a mental note to get on to Evan about it. Remus ducked under the curtain, and all the crazy thoughts Sirius had been having melted away. Remus would never hurt him. He could tell that already. 

He’d laid on the far side, but as soon as Remus slid between the sheets, he nearly cried. He could feel the heat coming off him and warming the bed. It couldn’t hurt, right? It wasn’t like he was doing anything, not really. He wriggled until he was against Remus. He flung his arm over Remus’s chest, tucked his leg between Remus’s legs, and let out a happy sigh. This felt so right. Sirius had forgotten how amazing being this close to a person was. Gods, he’d been so lonely. He nuzzled into Remus’s shoulder and, after a long sniff, began to drift off to sleep, with ideas of what it would be like to be with Remus. His dreams were so real that when he woke up, he forgot they weren’t together. He was devastated for all of five seconds when he felt something hard bump against him, and a soft grin spread across his mouth. “Hmmmm, someone's happy to see me,” He murmured sleepily. He decided there and then that he needed to keep Remus in his life. He’d fallen hook, line, and sinker for this man in less than twenty-four hours. He just needed to know if Remus would ever feel the same way, but judging by the hardness of what he was being poked by, Remus wasn’t far off. 

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