Remus wrapped his arms around Sirius as he coughed into the other's shoulder, blood coming up once more as he felt the other man rush. He closed his eyes, body shaking. He didn't want to die now. He wanted to live to see Sirius back to his far more handsome self. He wanted to lay under the sun in a meadow and kiss him. He wanted to finish studying medicine and help people. He wanted to live. He felt himself dropped onto a bed soon enough, smelling the hospital around him as he opened up and looked at the sorta-Sirius. "Don't go," he begged.