They felt good to Sirius, like things were good between them. Remus hadn't seemed to want a name for them or what they were, and they still didn't have one. Sirius didn't need one either, as he didn't know what the right one would be and didn't care either. He liked how they felt, together, with Remus leaning into him. They weren't just being friendly, not that they were doing anything inappropriate, that night.
Sirius kissed Remus's cheek when he turned away, silently lowering the charm. They didn't need it after all. "I can feel that smile, Moony," he whispered.