sometimes the black rage overwhelms sirius. sometimes it runs so deep, aflame in his veins, his breath coated with the miasma of everything he wished he could have said to his mother, his father, everyone who ever hurt him. and he hurts remus, and he sees it. he sees the hurt in his eyes and every single time he is frightened deep down in his bones that remus will leave. that this time it-- no, that he was too much. but remus never does. he clenches his jaw and grits his teeth and stands firm, letting sirius' waves crash against his solid cliffside. he lets him say all those words he wished he could have said to his parents and he takes it and he loves him anyways. he says so. i love you. right after sirius has been cruel to him and fallen apart and spiraled out into the cosmos his family was named after. he stands there and says it doesn't matter, it’s you and i, you get that? it's you and i or nothing. i refuse to give up on you. i love you. i love you sirius, i love you. it's you and i.