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Are you fucking Sirius? ([info]beingsirius) wrote in [info]snapthread,
@ 2019-07-11 17:57:00

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Entry tags:remus lupin, sirius black

Who: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin
What: Just some bad feels, man
Where: Their place
When: July 10th
Rating: tbd? Low and sad?




It wasn’t like Sirius never got mad — he did. He did plenty, in fact. But he was usually so, so good at hiding it. At brushing it off under the rug and putting on a smile that he’d keep there until he forgot his anger or it faded enough to not matter anymore. He’d done it all the way through his younger life, had put on a firm, uncaring smile every single time he’d had to go back home from Hogwarts for a holiday. He’d done it the entire summer that he’d ran away from home.

But this was different, he supposed. Because Moony wasn’t someone he felt good being angry with — he wasn’t someone he ever wanted to run away from or smile sloppily about in order to forget.

Maybe he could have hid that, at least. Put on a brave face because he knew, of course he knew, that Remus was frightened and he was trying to be pragmatic about things like he always was; well organized and thinking ahead and not leaving room for error whenever he could help it. Sirius knew that — but there was simply no way he would have taken reading that post well at the best of times and this was not the best of times. Sirius felt ill beyond measure and had spent the last several days laying around with weak limbs and a sense of nausea that just wouldn’t quit.

So he was mad and he was miserable and if Remus didn’t come and find him as requested, Sirius was going to get up and find him himself and then throw up on him in revenge that he felt would be perfectly reasonable.


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[info]beingsirius
2019-07-17 01:42 am UTC (link)
Sirius was out of options, and he hated that. He really, really did because he felt like that so very rarely. The last time he'd felt that way, he'd up and left the situation he was in completely -- had shown up on James' door at ass o'clock at night because he hadn't really known where else to go.

But this wasn't like that. This wasn't a situation where he wanted to leave -- which probably explained the near tears, actually. So when Remus suggested he come there, when he reached for him, Sirius decided the only thing he really could do, the only viable option, was do to exactly that. So he pressed his face into the curve of Remus' neck, liking how cool he felt in comparison, and inhaled long and slow.

"Yeah," he said eventually, small and a little on the petulant side, but he was agreeing anyway. "I do. You know I do. Love you too."

Because of course he did.

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