Who: Sirius Black and Remus Lupin What: TBD When: Wednesday afternoon Where: Remus' room, where else? Rating: TBD Status: Incomplete
Sirius knew, as he sat on his and Remus' bed--wearing Remus' t-shirt and sweater, that he had become irrevocably attached to the other man. To be fair, he always had been--as a friend and now as a lover. The latter held so much more weight though. While it was true that Remus would not have ever been replaced in the friend realm, Sirius was beginning to think that if anything were ever to happen that severed their current relationship, he would never take on another serious lover. His mind couldn't compute it. It didn't want to. He didn't want to. He didn't think he'd ever want to and while that was scary, he was beginning to grow used to it.
Bunching the sweater up and curling it in his fists, he sighed and looked over at the clock. Remus was supposed to be getting home soon. Sirius had spent the day doing a whole lot of nothing. He'd actually read, but he wasn't going to admit to it just yet. He had never done so much reading in his life. It was mad. Putting back the book he'd just finished, he perched himself on Remus' desk and leaned his head against the wall behind the desk. He actually had no idea what to do to entertain himself anymore. On days like this, he really missed Hogwarts.