"I'll always take care of you," Remus reminded him, shifting closer when Sirius didn't seem to mind. The body was warm, the arms were warmer, and he was safe. He was nice and was comfortable. Tangling his fingers into his shirt, he yawned against his chest and moved so his head was more settled on his arm.
"What are you going to tell them when they ask why you aren't class today?" he wondered idly, voice thick and drowsy.