𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚
thinking of remus with his arms around you, fingertips drawing soothing patterns on your back as your face hides in his shirt. you've always despised thunderstorms, and he knows this. you never told him outright. of course, you'd think it was embarrassing. you'll even try to keep a brave face, but remus can see through you, annoyingly observant and quite possibly the most darling of boys.
he catches the micro flinch in your tightlipped smile whenever there's a particularly bright flash or deafening crash behind the curtains. so wordlessly, he enfolds you in his arms, holds you against his jumper like you're made of porcelain. it almost makes your chest ache with how gentle he's being, you're almost immediately calmer as the musky scent of cinnamon tea, worn books and chocolate hanging off his clothes fills your senses.. he's making sure your eyes aren't nervously darting to the windows, planting plush kisses filled with sweetness on your head, warm pads of his thumbs swiping over your cheeks.
he's making you look at him with a gentle tilt of your chin with his palm. he'll do this till your pupils stop shaking and your breathing is more evened, whispering the softest comfort in your ears, his voice the richest honey. if it's an awfully long bout of thunder, and you're yet to fall into slumber, he'll offer to read to you (you always agree). so he does. and whenever it gets to particularly dramatic part, he'll flip his tone theatrically just to provide some distraction and when he feels you laugh against him, he knows he's succeeded.
finally when you're drifted off, your back a steady rise and fall under his hand, the storm long gone, and he's looking at you with stars in his eyes, well remus thinks his heart is a few sizes too small for the love he keeps for you.
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a/n: reposting some of my old account drabbles :') , this one was one of my favs, remus lupin my beloved