mary actually has a thing for remus's hands. she likes how big they are compared to hers. she likes the way they're so slim and have perfectly cut nails. she likes the way they flex when remus grabs onto something. she likes that thing he does where he taps the tip of his fingers against the table when he gets lost in thought
she imagines them on her, holding onto her, resting against her
remus has a thing for mary's hands. he likes the way they're so small and soft. he likes the way they brush over things so gently. he likes the colorful nail polish that seems to be a new color every other day. he likes the way mary chews on the skin around her nails when she gets nervous. he likes how she always snaps out of it when she gets to bite her nails
he imagines them in his hair, on his face, pulling him along with her
