@wolfstarmicrofic July 15, word count 434
This is the final part, guys. I hope you all enjoyed it. Lulu xxx
“Remus. He’s in love with you,” the words rang in Remus’s ears as he leapt to his feet. That’s what it was. Love. He was in love with Sirius, and Sirius was in love with him. He left James on the riverbank and ran.
Sirius was right where he left him. Mira was no longer in his arms, but Sirius was still there. He crossed the floor to him and stopped.
“You love me?” he asked, panting slightly from the excursion. Sirius tensed.
“I don’t understand,” he said carefully, his eyes scrutinising Remus.
“Do you love me?” Remus said slowly. Sirius swallowed and nodded. “More than friends?” Another nod. “Alright then,” Remus nodded this time, and Sirius’s brow scrunched as he frowned.
“What do you mean, alright then?” He stood up, and Remus had to bite his lip to stop himself from laughing at the comical look of anger on Sirius’s face.
“I mean…” Remus stroked his fingertips against Sirius’s cheek, and his eyes widened in understanding.
“Oh, thank fuck!” Sirius grabbed his wrists and drew him in.
In the split second before their lips touched, Remus saw their future. Life for them was going to be hard. On the road, probably, hunting down those they were asked to hunt and those they decided to hunt down on their own, but they’d be together.
Kissing Sirius was like nothing he’d ever experienced before. Sirius’s lips were soft as silk, but the short beard that had grown since they’d last stayed in a lodge was rough and scratched Remus’s skin. Their bodies seemed to fit perfectly together, and Sirius’s hands, still wrapped around his wrists, felt so right.
“I love you,” Sirius murmured as he kissed the corners of Remus’s mouth. “I love you, I love you,” he repeated over and over.
“I love you, too,” Remus told him in return.
“Oh good, you two figured it out,” James said, as he poked his head around the door. “I’ve got us rooms at the inn. I’d suggest you move this to there before Hamish comes back,” James winked at them and disappeared again. Remus smiled after him. He thought they understood each other a bit better now; besides, he had all the time in the world to win him over now that he and Sirius were together.
“Come, squire, I am weary and require bed,” Sirius said in a pompous, demanding voice.
“Yes, Sir Sirius,” Remus laughed, and followed Sirius out of the smithy and straight into bed, where, after a lot more kissing and some quiet fumbling, they fell asleep in each other's arms.
