heymarauders:

imagine one day, remus is all tired out because the full moon was two days ago, and he drifts off to sleep curled up with his head rested on sirius’ knees. sirius runs a hand through remus’ soft wavy hair and grins down at the surprisingly calm face of his best friend, wondering just how he managed to get this lucky. remus suddenly awakens, and he opens his eyes and sees the stupid dorky smile on his stupider, dorkier boyfriend, and so he turns over, buries his face into sirius’ jumper, and feels completely at home as he slips back into slumber once more.

years later, after the battle in the department of mysteries– after sirius– it’s two days after the full moon, and remus is dead tired, but he just can’t fall asleep: every atom of him is longing for the smell of cinnamon and cologne, the brush of a knitted sweater against his cheek, and the warm feeling of being thoroughly, completely in love with a boy who grinned at his semi conscious form and a man who kissed him so deeply he might not have been conscious at all.

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