Re: [Locked: Sirius/James]
[There was an immediate pang of guilt inside of James—and as he didn't hide his emotions, being more of a heart-on-his-sleeve sort of bloke, he grimaced openly, whilst huffing the poor cigarette with all the care of the Hogwarts Express. It wicked down to ash and he coughed quite a bit before trying to hand the stub off with one lung coming out of his mouth. His eyes watered and his cheeks went bright red from the exertion of the escaping lung.
Inside, things were a touch more tranquil. He felt bad for reminding Sirius of what had to have been one of his lowest points. It was unintentional, he believed that, but it had also happened and had it not been stopped... James shuddered to think of the consequences. Through the veil of tears, he blinked out at his best mate, miserably. He wheezed.] Listen to me, Sirius, [cough] you're my best mate [cough]—you wouldn't—hurt Peter if he was here. You're [COUGH COUGH, he held up a hand a moment to indicate they ought pause briefly.]—not your family. Anyone who knows you [cough] knows that, alright?