i am back to say MY OH MY
frat boy lando is alive and well. good LAWD

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i am back to say MY OH MY
frat boy lando is alive and well. good LAWD
Boyfriend - Wolfstar microfic - fluff - wc: 248
“Moony! Moony come here!”
A very drunk Sirius stumbled towards the younger man, a glass of butterbeer dangling precariously in his hand. Across the room, Remus glanced up from the book in his lap, letting out an exasperated sigh.
“What?” He demanded, through thinly veiled annoyance.
Sirius’ grin only broadened as he collapsed on to the couch beside Remus, spilling most of his drink. He cocked his head, looking at Remus as though it were the first time he’d seen him.
Remus huffed. “What do you want, Sirius?”
At this, the older man suddenly became very quiet, as though he were deep in thought. Finally he spoke.
“When didya get so-” he hiccupped, “-so pretty, Moons?” Sirius asked, with genuine sincerity.
Remus blinked at him in confusion. “What?”
“You’re soooo beautiful,” he looked at Remus solemnly. “Wish I could- I could be your boyfriend,” he slurred under his breath, almost regretfully.
Remus’ head snapped up, his chest shaking with stifled laughter. “Padfoot! Are you serious?”
Sirius only looked back at him sadly.
Remus shook his head in fond disbelief, “Oh Merlin- you are my boyfriend you idiot!”
Sirius’ eyes widened. “Really?” he asked, a giant smile gracing his features.
Remus rolled his eyes and smiled fondly. “Really.” He confirmed, pressing a gentle kiss to his temple. “Now come on we’ve got to sober you up,” he said, taking Sirius’ hand and dragging him away from the still raging common room Christmas Party.
“Okay, boyfriend,” Sirius complied, smiling giddily.
*handles my attitude* oh your getting it.
*tells me how pretty I am* oh your getting it.
*knows what I like and don't like* oh your getting it.
*pays attention to the small details* OH YOUR GETTING IT
*tells me I'm theirs* I'm doing tricks on it.
this break from f1 has been so bizarre. i’ve never felt so disconnected from the sport. like atm i really truly couldn’t care less
lando dj-ing shirtless on a yacht… i’ve never had so much fomo in my life.
lando didn’t start, max dnf, franco losing out on winning more points, charles off the podium… china never happened.
logged on to say LN1 IS SO BACK WE ARE SO BACK
i’ve been on cloud 9 alllll dayyyy i needed this so bad
this pic has me feral btw. been staring at it for a day now and i can’t stop.