"It was not a date," he grumped. ' "I just went looking around with that Savannah girl. And besides that," his voice rose with indignation, "she thinks I have intimacy issues! Can you believe that? She decided that I 'avoid love' or some shit like that just because I told her I don't get on with my family and didn't take random strangers back to my flat for sex. Absolutely mental! I told her so too, because who decides those things about people they just met! I have plenty of intimacy." He tried to keep up the anger, so the hurt wouldn't settle in. "I've got you two! I have never and will never need anyone else."
He lay back and looked up at the darkening sky. She was wrong. Sirius had all the love he'd ever need right here. So what if his parents hated him, and his brother barely tolerated him. So what if he'd never dated anyone longer than a week, even in school, and that most of his hookups were with drunk strangers who forced him on his knees and then left him behind when they were done. None of that mattered. He didn't want anything from those people anyway. He had James and Remus, and he loved them enough to make up for all the rest of it.