"It was never not you."
A Wolfstar micro-fic
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And there Sirius was: his clothes and hair dripping from the rain, his eyes wide and his hands curled tightly into fists.
He was shaking, Remus couldn't tell if it was from the cold or from the fear. Probably both.
"I'm sorry." Sirius whispered again, "You don't have to accept it. I know I haven't given you very many reasons to. But I am. I swear I am. These last twelve years have been torture for me, Moons. I'm sorry I let you down. I don't expect you to forgive me or to let me make it up to you, but I hope you'll give me the chance to try."
Remus stayed silent.
He wanted to tell him everything, wanted to confess that a life without Sirius was never a life at all. He wanted to tell him that it didn't matter how long he needed to wait, he would always wait, he would wait for Sirius until the end of time if he needed to.
Remus knew Sirius wanted an answer. He wanted to know if Remus could ever be friends with him again.
But it was more than that. Remus didn't want to go back to the way things were, to the nervous touches and shy silence. He wanted more, he wanted everything. If he had to endure more time without Sirius than he'd ever spent with him then he didn't want to waste another moment.
But how could Remus explain the emotions swirling inside of him?
How could he explain that his love of anything in this bleak, dull world came from his love of this man?
How could he explain that he started smoking again just to keep the panic attacks at bay? That if he closed his eyes it was almost like they were kids again, young with nothing to lose but each other, sharing a cigarette under the light of the half moon.
How could he explain the weight he had lost? He'd spent years timing his meals with Sirius' to make sure he was actually eating, and once that was gone he couldn't seem to bring himself to do it anymore.
How could he explain that he couldn't manage to step foot in the library or the three broomsticks again, knowing he would scan the tables for his old best friends?
How could he explain that he still searched for Sirius in the strangers passing by? He searched for shining silver eyes and jet black hair, for muggle rock band shirts and the glint of the white gold in his jewelery.
How could he explain the pain in hearing Sirius' name whispered by people around him? The pain in reading about him in the papers.
And how was he to explain the nightmares that had consumed him? When he woke every morning for the better half of a decade with Sirius' name falling from his lips, the memory of his touch like ghosts on his skin.
Would Sirius understand the desperation crawling up inside of him? Would he understand this hunger, this need to have him close and never let him go again?
But even if he knew how to say all of this, he knew he couldn't get the words out. Staring at Sirius, seeing his emotions so raw and his heart laid out for Remus, it was too much.
So he did the only thing he could think of
He leaned forward... and kissed him.
Sirius didn't startle the way he'd expected him to. He didn't jump, didn't shy away or stand confused and still.
He kissed him back.
And there was that desperation Remus had felt for nearly twenty two years, since the moment he first laid eyes on Sirius.
It was gripping clothes and tears mixed with raindrops and oh so utterly perfect.
"I love you." Remus whispered, he knew he should have waited, but they'd done their waiting hadn't they? "I love you, Sirius. I love you so fucking much."
He kissed him again, relishing in the mumbled 'I love you too' against his lips.
And in that moment, in this rain, he knew he would never feel anything as strongly as he did now. A love to overpower the twelve years of grief and regret and betrayal. A love to make him whole again.
"I'm never letting you go." Remus told him as they lay together later that night, Sirius tucked safely in his arms.
"Good, because I think I'd die if you did." Sirius whispered back.
"How long have you known?" Remus tucked a strand of hair behind Sirius' ear, "That it was me you loved."
Sirius smiled, a bright smile that made Remus' chest tighten,
"Moony... it was never not you."
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one thing about me is that i'm gonna make remus and james besties every time.
"oh that's literally sirius' job" you say?? WRONG.
to me, sirius and james can meet at any age. any time. any place. and they'll click instantly because that's who they are. they're cut from the same cloth. they can read each other's minds. they're linking pinkies down the hallway. their souls are made of the same stuff.
but remus and james??? REMUS. AND. JAMES???
they're besties. they are best friends. they aren't cut from the same cloth. it's harder for them to figure each other out but james looks for remus first in a crowded room because he can already feel sirius' presence. it's james' constant "are you okay? do you need anything? i'm here for you" that he doesn't have to do with sirius because sirius just knows. it's remus giving james the steady constant in his life that james gives so many others.
[LOOK AWAY IF YOU HATE JFP AS THE SUN METAPHORS NOW]
james and remus are the sun and the moon people! the sun and the moon!!!! like, the sun is also a star. you get me? this is why james and remus bestieship is so special to me. this is the relationship. this is the way.
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just anything remus
i love remus so so much :( lately, what’s been on my mind is mean bf!remus. and honestly, i don’t think it’s too far off from canon remus if we really think about it :0 he’s so so mean n grumpy all the time and yet, he’s with you, someone that’s the complete opposite of him :( sunshine reader x grumpy remus is literally my weakness.
of course, sometimes he can be a little mean to you, but it’s all out of good love and teasing. mean bf!remus who slaps your ass as you’re in a rush to get ready for class and simply laughs meanly when you whine about it hurting, apologizing to you condescendingly, and asking if he can kiss the bruise he left better :(
mean bf!remus who corners you in a corridor when he misses you in class suddenly, asking you why you haven’t been paying enough attention to him, roughly kissing you and groping you all over, eating up the surprised gasps and mewls that leave your pretty mouth as he has his way with you :(
mean bf!remus who feels himself getting harder at the sight of your tears as he overstimulates you :( you’re begging him to stop but until you don’t say the safe word, he’s relentless. he’d groan, staring intently at your pouty, quivering lips and your teary eyes :( he loves making his baby cry out of pleasure but he’ll go to war if someone else makes you cry !
i don’t have enough time atm but i have sm more thoughts abt mean bf!remus that make my head all fuzzy aaa this and perv!remus <3
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