how do you think wolfstar managed moving in together at first? people always says dont move in w ur bestie since it usually always goes bad. so what about newly moved in dating-wolfstar, trying to go through each others ick/hard times with talks and patience since they promised in their new home there would be no yelling/fighting. remus kissing sirius' forehead and telling him -again- to dont throw his socks around since they always miss a pair. sirius hugging remus behind, kissing his neck and murmuring -moons, can you please remember bringing your cups back to kitchen? its hard to find them all around-, remus pulling sirius on his lap, 'my beautiful boy, can you please stop ordering out, hm? how about you tell me when youre hungry and i cook for us?' while brushing his hair away from his face, and lastly sirius spooning remus, soothingly caressing his back when his joint pains are too much, 'my love, my dear, will you please stop pushing yourself to keep going when youre hurt? i love you, i want to take care of you. so instead of pushing yourself, just let yourself rest. i love you, if you let me take care of you, i'll be the happiest person ever, okay? youre not a burden, love. we are in this together'
theyre my babies nini :(!! xx
hey ash, ty for this ask!!! like yesss they are babies and they make it work through stubborn love and tiny gentle corrections instead of blowups
they promise on the day they sign the lease that there will be no yelling in this flat, ever. it's their safe place now, so every disagreement turns into quiet talks on the couch or tangled in bed. it feels awkward at first (they’re both used to bottling or snapping) but it becomes their thing. remus will pause, breathe, and say "can we talk about this like adults?" and sirius will do everything to stop throwing tantrums (futile effort mostly but heyyy he’s trying)
sirius leaves cabinet doors open constantly, and remus keeps bumping his head. after the millionth time remus just sighs, pulls sirius in for a hug, and jokes “you're trying to give me more scars, sweetheart?” sirius starts a silly game of closing them dramatically whenever remus is around, which always ends in laughter
sirius’ messiness extends to the fridge: half-eaten takeout boxes, paper bags with food that he started and never finished, expired stuff. remus starts "fridge audits" where they finish/clean it all up together, turning it into a date, like music on low, sirius feeding remus bites of cheese or them cleaning the fridge when the food is not edible anymore
the sock thing drives remus quietly insane. sirius kicks them off everywhere and they vanish. remus starts finding single socks under the couch, in the bathroom, even once in the fridge (?) and every time he just pulls sirius close, kisses his forehead, and murmurs “my love, the socks again. they miss their pairs. can we try the hamper?” sirius laughs, promises, and usually fails but the forehead kisses make him try harder next time
sirius' ick is remus' wandering cups. mugs of half-drunk tea appear on windowsills, the nightstand, the bookshelf. sirius comes up behind him while remus is reading or cooking, wraps arms around his waist, kisses the side of his neck softly and whispers “moons, the cups are multiplying. please bring them home to the kitchen? i think they miss seeing the counter.” remus melts every time at the neck kisses and starts making a conscious effort
hard yes on food becoming their biggest adjustment. sirius lives on takeout and remus worries about it (budget + health). one evening remus pulls sirius onto his lap on the couch, brushes his hair back gently, and says in that low calm voice, “baby, can you please stop ordering out so much? tell me when you’re hungry and i'll cook for us. i like taking care of you.” sirius gets all shy and agrees, and soon they’re having these sweet domestic nights where remus teaches him simple recipes and sirius “helps” by stealing kisses and playing music
sirius is the one who initiates most affection to smooth things over. he'll come home, see remus stressing about unpacking, and just pull him into a hug that lasts forever, whispering how grateful he is they did this. remus reciprocates by leaving little affirmations around the flat, like sticky notes in sirius' jacket pockets saying “i love having a home with you”
we really need to talk about the great closet war. sirius' clothes explode across every surface while remus likes everything folded with military precision. instead of snapping, they turn it into a sunday morning ritual: remus sits on the bed sorting, sirius adorably tries to copy him, and they end up tossing balled-up shirts at each other until laughter wins
bad days still happen but they handle them with so much patience. one of them will notice the tension rising and say “couch talk time?” and they sit facing each other, holding hands, working through it without raised voices. it strengthens them ridiculously fast because they already know each other's worst sides from years of friendship
sirius hates doing dishes but loves grocery shopping; remus is the opposite. they swap chores naturally after a gentle conversation where remus admits the sink piling up stresses him out. now sirius does the shop runs (coming home with way too many snacks) and remus handles kitchen cleanup, often with sirius keeping him company and stealing kisses between plates
money talks are awkward because sirius is impulsive with spending while remus budgets everything. one evening they sit on the floor with takeout (before the cooking habit stuck) and make a shared budget spreadsheet. sirius gets fidgety but remus kisses his knuckles and says “we're a team. your fun money is important too.” it becomes monthly ritual with cuddles after
they also set up some alone time boundaries. living together means less personal space than their friendship days, so they invent recharge corners. remus gets the big armchair by the window for silent reading hours; sirius claims the fire escape for smoking and sketching. they check in softly before crossing into each other's zones, and it prevents resentment. sirius loves coming back from his corner to find remus waiting with open arms, ready to reconnect
when friends come over, boundaries get tested. sirius wants to host loud game nights; remus needs downtime after. they create a system where sirius plans the fun and remus gets veto power on days when his energy is low. post-gathering they always debrief on the couch with remus in sirius' arms because they’re gossips
they make it through the rocky start because they choose each other every day, icks and all. it's not perfect but it's theirs and so fucking sweet <3
