"I said if first"— Remus x fem!reader
warnings: reader being drunk.
a/n: a little drabble I thought of at 1 am, hope you like it.
you entered your apartment as carefully as your drunk moves allowed you to. you knew Remus would be sleeping on the couch: he always tried waiting awake for you to get home so he could make sure you were safe and sound even if it always ended on him failing miserably.
you walked past his laying figure on your tiptoes hoping your horrendously hurtful heels would make no noise at all successfully getting to your bedroom with no injuries after tripping multiple times.
you had your pijamas already on you as you tried and failed to get rid of your shoes that seem like a very —very— difficult puzzle for you and your drunk state, it was at this moment when you saw that tired tall man you loved entering the room.
he probably woke up thanks to his werewolf hearing and your quiet whines, or maybe it was that sixth sense that alerts him every time something is even slightly wrong with you that you swear he has.
"oh shit I woke you up?" you asked a little to loud "shhh! sorry" you told yourself whispering before laughing at the thought of you shutting yourself.
"had lots of fun, didn't ya'?" joked Remus at the notice of your state "now whats got you making all those little cries?" he questioned and you pointed down at your heels.
"can't take them off" at that he got down in one knee and you squealed "oh god rem! are going to propose right now!?"
"hmm funny girl" he said before taping his lifted knee for you to put your leg on, you fell shut while he took your shoes off of your feet, feeling an ease traveling trough all your body.
after you finally felt the cold floor against your skin and shivered, he took your hand and started leading you to the bed wanting to get you properly covered in sheets but you stopped following halfway "what's wrong?" there was worry draw over his pretty features.
"I love you, rem" you said softly looking at him carefully: expecting a good reaction. it was dark but even like that you were able to see the light on his eyes and his wide smile, it took him two seconds to come close to you and kiss you all over the face; your cheeks, nose, forehead, temples, eyelids and jaw, every kiss making you giggle more than the one before "I said it first!" you sounded as exited as if you had won a contest, a race to be exact.
he laughed "well, that ain't fair! I have been loving you since I was eleven" you blushed flustered at the mention of the big crush he had on you during school. then his face softened, he took your face with his hand and stroke your cheek with his thumb before saying with the softest voice ever: "I love you to, sweet girl"










