@wolfstarmicrofic August 20, word count 404

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The hot water felt amazing. Remus could live in Sirius’s shower; the pressure was nothing like the weak trickle his own shower struggled to produce. He was luxuriating in the hot water and the warm, steamy air when something touched his back. He jolted, turning to see what Sirius was doing, but then he saw the shower pouf in his hand covered in foam. Sirius was washing him. Remus turned back around and let him. 

It was like nothing he’d ever felt before. With all the hospital stays he’d had and been unable to get out of bed, he was used to being washed by people, but this was different. This was someone washing him for pure pleasure. He braced his hands against the tiles and bent forward, no longer worried about his nakedness. He trusted Sirius and knew he wouldn’t take it any further than he was comfortable with. 

Sirius washed him all over, his hands snaking around Remus’s body, leaving a trail of suds behind, but he kept missing the two areas Remus wanted him to touch most. 

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@wolfstarmicrofic August 19, word count 126

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His palms were bone dry as he led Remus into his walk-in shower, his hands pushing under his T-shirt and running all over the newly formed muscles. He couldn’t get enough of touching Remus. He’d be quite happy to just keep his hands right here all night long, but Remus, it seemed, had other ideas. 

His lever fingers had somehow undone Sirius’s jeans without him feeling the movement. They fell in a pool around his ankles, and he stepped out of them as Remus started shoving his T-shirt up his body, revealing the well-toned muscles there. Remus seemed just as obsessed as Sirius was and let his hands linger. It took a lot of willpower, but eventually they were in the shower under the hot water. 

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@wolfstarmicrofic August 18, word count 184

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“Come on, Shadow!” Sirius repeated over and over again when Shadow the dog didn’t return with Chance and Sassy. 

“Have you not seen this one before?” Remus whispered. 

“Yeah, but…” Sirius said, not taking his eyes off the screen. “SHADOW!!!!” he yelled when the old golden retriever limped into view. It made Remus jump. Sirius turned and grinned at him, his eyes a little hazy with tears. 

“Time for bed?” Remus suggested, and Sirius nodded, turning the TV off and taking Remus by the hand to lead him upstairs. 

The upstairs was just as nicely furnished as the downstairs. More pictures of Sirius, James and Peter hung everywhere. Remus noticed that there were none of Sirius’s actual family. He hadn’t thought much about it before, but began to wonder why Sirius never mentioned them.

He promptly forgot his line of thought as Sirius suddenly pushed him up against what Remus assumed was his bedroom door and kissed him. Remus relaxed into it and kissed him back. He’d thought Sirius had been too upset to want to do anything tonight, but apparently he was wrong. 

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@wolfstarmicrofic August 17, word count 198

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“Why did we think Marley & Me was a good choice?” Sirius sniffed, wiping his tears from his face. 

“I thought it was a cute puppy story,” Remus replied, and it had been right up until the last part of the film. 

“The dog died, Remus! Why is it that the dog always dies?” Sirius wailed, hiding his face against Remus’s already soggy T-shirt. Honestly, the amount of tears Sirius was losing over the poor dog who hadn’t even really died, though Remus realised was probably now dead in real life, could probably end the drought they were having this summer. 

Remus stretched his arm out and managed to grab the remote, flicking through other options while gently patting Sirius on the head. He landed on Homeward Bound; at least all the animals get home safe in that one. 

Remus extracted himself from Sirius and, after wrapping him in a blanket with the new film on, went to check his cupboards and found what he was looking for: hot chocolate. He made them both a steaming mug of the stuff and went back into the living room, pulling Sirius to him and setting back down to watch the film. 

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@wolfstarmicrofic August 16, word count 233

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“I’m sorry, what?!” Remus said in disbelief.

“Erm, nothing. Forget it, stupid thing to say. Wasn’t thinking,” Sirius laughed nervously, extracting himself from Remus’s arms and pouring the freshly boiled water into the waiting mugs. 

“Sirius,” Remus said gently. 

“No, seriously, forget I said anything. We should go over to James’s. You can see Lily then, and if we camp out there long enough, he’ll feed us,” Sirius babbled, nodding to himself as he squeezed the teabags against the inside of the mugs before pouring milk in for Remus and leaving his black. Remus rolled his eyes and put a hand over Sirius’s, stilling his frantic stirring that would crack the mug if he continued. 

“Sirius, it’s too soon for that, but I wouldn’t say no to a sleepover.”

Sirius’s face lit up as he turned to face Remus again. 

“Yeah?”

“Yes, of course, though I think we should get a takeaway rather than go over to James’s. I feel the ribbing we’ll get from them isn’t worth it for free food.”

“Deal! Plus, my TV is better than his, so Chinese and a film?”

“Perfect,” Remus smiled, his eyes crinkling and his cheeks reddening as he leaned in and kissed Sirius. He was definitely falling in love with him. He just hoped that Sirius was falling in love with him too, because he wasn’t sure how he’d cope with a broken heart. 

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@wolfstarmicrofic August 15, word count 369

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The inside of Sirius’s home wasn’t what Remus had imagined at all. The hallway was a warm, welcoming yellow, with small white picture frames encasing dried flowers dotted along the wall. The living room felt warm and cosy, with a crochet blanket over the sofa and both armchairs, stacks of books on the coffee table and a series of pictures of Sirius, James, Peter and who he assumed were Mr and Mrs Potter on the wall above the fireplace; the biggest being one of him, James and Mr and Mrs Potter lazing about on the beach, each with sand mermaid tails and their heads thrown back in laughter. It was beautiful. 

The kitchen was spotless. Obsessively so. It was so clean that Remus could see his reflection in the floor tiles. 

“Tea? Coffee?” Sirius asked, back to wringing his hands. 

“Tea, please,” Remus said, smiling a soft smile at him. Sirius nodded and turned to busy himself at the kettle. 

Remus wandered over to the back door and looked out onto the beautifully manicured garden. 

“You have a pool?!”

“Erm, yeah. It came with the house, though,” Sirius said, sounding a bit self-conscious. 

Remus spun round with his hands on his hips, his eyes narrowed. 

“You had a pool this entire time and kept it from me?”

“Pete’s got a hot tub.”

“Oh, my Gods! And let me guess, James has a fire pit where you roast marshmallows and reminisce about the good old times?”

“Erm, actually, yes.”

Remus started laughing. This was too much. How was he hanging out with people who not only had gardens in London, but ones big enough to house swimming pools?!

“I literally have a washing-up tub that I put cold water in when the flat gets too hot, and I need to soak my feet to cool off,” Remus told him. 

“Well, now you can come over and relax in the pool,” Sirius said hopefully. 

Remus shook his head, rolled his eyes, then moved to Sirius’s side and hugged him tightly.

“I might never leave,” he warned. 

Sirius turned in his arms and tilted his head until he could see directly into Remus’s eyes, his body shaking slightly with nerves. 

“Then don’t.”

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@wolfstarmicrofic August 14, word count 211

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Sirius’s palms were sweating. He was sure Remus could feel how clammy they had become. They were almost at his house now, just a few more houses to go, and then he’d be inviting Remus inside. Gods, he was sweating. He needed a fan like right now!

“Why are you so nervous?” Remus asked, squeezing his wet hand. “Are you a secret hoarder or something?”

“What? No! It’s just, I’ve never had anyone but James, Peter and James’s parents over.”

Remus dropped his hand and hugged him, and suddenly Sirius felt so much better. With a new spring in his step, he wiped his hands on his jeans, took Remus’s hand again and all but dragged him to his front door. 

“Aww, look, he’s bringing his boyfriend home!” James shouted from his living room window. 

“We’re so proud!” Peter called from his kitchen window, gently dabbing his eyes with his handkerchief. 

“Oi, oi, lover boys! Keep those windows closed; we do not need to hear Remus’s screams of pleasure this fine afternoon!” Lily bellowed from her bedroom window. 

“I hate the lot of you!” Sirius shouted at them, stomping his foot like a petulant child and slamming the front door on their laughter as soon as he and Remus were inside.

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@wolfstarmicrofic August 13, word count 377

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“Sirius?” Remus asked as he did his warm-up stretches. 

“Yes?” Sirius replied, scribbling something on the sheet of paper on his clipboard. 

“Why have you never invited me over to yours?”

The pencil in Sirius’s hand snapped in two. Sirius dropped to the floor, scrambling to pick up the pieces of pencil. 

“Sorry about that. Right, I want you on the steps today.”

Remus frowned. Was Sirius intentionally avoiding the question?

After a gruelling workout, Remus tried again. 

“So, your place tonight?” he said casually as he finished his last few cool-down stretches. Sirius completely ignored him. 

“Sirius?” Remus said, touching his arm, and Sirius spun to face him, his eyes full of fear. “Sirius, why don’t you want me to know where you live?” A thought passed through Remus’s head. “Are you seeing someone else? Do they live with you? Is that why you won’t tell me where you live?” A thick lump formed in Remus’s throat, and he could feel tears prickling behind his eyes. He’d been such an idiot. 

He turned towards the changing rooms; his phone, keys and wallet were in there, and he couldn’t leave them behind. 

“Remus! Wait!” Sirius grabbed him by the arm and stopped him from leaving, his usual sunny smile vacant from his mouth. “Look, I promise you, you’re the only person I’m seeing. It’s nothing bad. I swear. It’s just. Well. You might think it’s a bit odd.”

“Sirius, I need you to spit it out. My mind is going crazy with all the possibilities.”

Sirius took a deep breath and nodded. He looked at the floor, but moved his hand down to Remus’s. 

“When James bought his house, the one next to his went on the market, so I kind of bought it, and then Peter bought the one on the other side. I live next door to James.”

Remus burst into laughter. His whole body shook with it, and then Sirius joined in, and soon everyone in the gym stopped what they were doing and stared at them, but neither cared at all. 

So, yours tonight, then?” Remus asked, once they’d sobered up a bit and the onlookers had gone back to their workouts. 

“Sure,” Sirius nodded, his sunshine smile firmly back where it belonged. 

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@wolfstarmicrofic August 12, word count 353

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“I hate you,” Remus gritted out as his body shook. 

“Music to my ears, sweetheart.”

“No, I really hate you.”

“Keep singing that sweet song while you hold that medicine ball for thirty more seconds.”

Remus’s arms trembled violently as he held the heavy ball straight out and away from his body. 

“You know you’re not coming over tonight after this, right?”

“But your arms are going to be like two limp noodles,” Sirius purred in his ear, his hands resting lightly on Remus’s hips as he gently adjusted his posture. “How are you going to manage to get any relief?” Sirius’s hand slid to Remus’s front and grazed the front of his shorts. The medicine ball hit the mat with a heavy thud. 

“Sirius!” He hissed, spinning around to face his boyfriend/personal trainer. 

“Nope, nope, nope!” Peter came running over to the pair, waving his hands frantically. 

“Now look what you’ve done,” Remus chastised Sirius. Sirius, as usual, didn’t care even a little bit that Peter was reminding him of the rules of the gym. 

“You can’t feel up your client, Sirius!” Peter huffed exasperatedly. 

“Peter,” Sirius said casually, cocking his head to the side. “What are those?” he asked, pointing at Peter’s feet.  

“Huh? Oh, my new sandals?”

Sirius quirked an eyebrow at him. “Shut up, they’re really comfy.” 

Sirius gave him a look.  Peter harrumphed and strode away, his sandals squeaking with each step. “Shut up!” He said over his shoulder. “And stop with the inappropriate behaviour, or I’m telling Effie!” 

“Don’t you dare!”

“Watch me!”

“Eugh! Fine! I’ll behave!”

Remus snickered. He hadn’t had the pleasure of meeting the Potter matriarch in person, but he knew if he kept seeing Sirius as much as he was, he’d be invited over for dinner. James had said as much when he’d walked in earlier after having Sirius stay over five days in a row. 

“Shut it, you,” Sirius grumbled, but then that familiar mischief flashed in his eyes, and Remus’s smirk vanished. “Tell me, sweetheart, have you ever heard of a burpie?”

Sirius stayed at his own house that night. 

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@wolfstarmicrofic August 11, word count 450

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Remus was only slightly panicking. He just wasn’t used to anyone being down there, and Sirius was very much down there. 

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