domestic bliss
Remus moved about the kitchen with his wand stuck in his teeth, despite his intelligence, and general cleanliness he was a mess in the kitchen, but he loved cooking more than his partners, and was the only one who woke up before 11 on most mornings so usually cooked them breakfast.
Y/N and Sirus always came downstairs at the same time, triedly leaning over eachother, descending the massive amount of stairs in grimmaud place, bumping into eachother until they made it to the kitchen. Ever since they moved to Grimmaud Place, they began to decorate it with nearly every bright obnoixous decoration that they could think of, pleased at the idea that it would piss of Sirus parents.
Sirus and Y/N leaned on eachother, on a countertop, sharing a cup of coffee, watching Remus leave a mess of eggshells behind on the counter trying hard not to burn eggs. He turned off the burner and turned to his lovers, they looked so cute in the morning. Sirius hair wild all over his head from sleeping. Her hair still holding a soft and subtle curl that she hadn’t brushed out yet. The sun drifting through the window in fractured slants, shining brightly on their faces, the way they leaned on eachoter, and passed a cup of coffee between eachother.
Sirius was lazily blinking, and she still had her eyes shut, and he took in the sight, before turning off the stove and walking towards them, he took the cup from Sirus who made no effort to hold onto it, and kissed him on the temple of his noise. Y/N made a quiet disgruntled grunting noise of jellouslty. She wanted Remus kisses. Remus clucked.
“ You’ll get a turn soon, pretty girl,” he said, and he continued kissing Sirus, till he was vaguely responsive, and Sirus lifted his hands to Remus chest, dragging his nails along his chest.
Then he moved Y/N, who was patiently waiting with closed eyes. He kissed at her neck until she quietly groaned and pulled away from both of them and returned to the stove to keep on fiddling with the eggs and toast.
