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Remus was slightly taken aback at how forward Peter was being. It was evident his friend was drunk when he was so openly talking about the fact that he was going to die a virgin. It made Remus laugh, though, and shake his head slightly. “I’m gonna die a virgin, too, Wormtail. Don’t worry, we’re in this together. I didn’t realize it was such a big deal to you, though. We can try to find you somebody tonight! I can’t guarantee that I’ll be much of a good wingman, that sounds more like a job for Sirius, but I’ll certainly try my best.” Remus wasn’t much of a flirt, although he had been told many times he was quite flirty. He was sure people just misunderstood his friendliness for flirtiness, and he was willing to go out of his way to flirt with someone if it meant he could make Peter happy in the end.
“How many drinks did you have before I got here?” Remus questioned as he watched Peter make a mess of the alcohol while he attempted to pour a shot. He took the bottle from the other, a smile on his face, “Listen, we can’t go wasting this. I’ll pour your shots for you, alright?” Dealing with a drunk Peter wasn’t much different than dealing with a toddler, it was honestly quite adorable and it always gave Remus a good laugh. He poured another shot for himself and quickly took it back, the more alcohol entering his system made it much easier to handle the firewhiskey, and poured another one for Peter, “I’m considering cutting you off soon, I think you’ve had enough."
The other’s arm around his shoulders was far from unwelcome, in fact Remus practically fell in to it. He was always affectionate with his friends and being tipsy made it much worse. He leaned his head against Peter, "You know I love to cuddle, but if we’re going to find you someone to flirt it up with tonight we can’t stay like this long. People might start to think that we’re together.”
Peter huffed, “It’s not a big deal... s’just... it’s such a normal thing for everyone else isn’t it?” He said, looking over at Remus, his eyes a little unfocused thanks to the alcohol but he was still very aware of what he was doing. “Like, Sirius was getting it off whoever he wanted back in school. I think it was all James and Lily did in seventh year when they weren’t revising for N.E.W.Ts,” he deadpanned, “And here we are... Still boys and fighting a war.” Maybe he just wanted to be considered a ‘man’ in his own mind. Maybe he wanted that moment of intimacy with another person. Hell, Peter sometimes wondered if it might even be having the chance to do something wild and carnal before he ended up... Well, who knew what this war might do to him.
Peter blinked a few times and let out a breath while he tried to answer the question, “I’m going to say.... a lot.” he nodded, “Not loads... But a lot.” And with that very inaccurate measurement of his drinking so far he tipped back his shot, “It’s nice. I feel like I talk more like this, do I talk more like this?” he asked, frowning a little and looking over at Remus. He chuckled and nodded, “Okay Mama-Mooney. Can you pour me another one pleeeeease?” he asked lightly, before scoffing, “Hey! I am very good at holding my alcohol, I held several bottles growing up.” he snorted at his own terrible joke, but to his mind it was pretty damn funny.
Peter laughed his arm tightening around the other a little and his loosened-free mouth opening to speak, “Wouldn’t be so bad would it? you know I’m a useless scaredy cat, I know about how to look after you when you need it. I think we’d be pretty good together.” he grinned, “So long as you kept me in the manner to which I have become accustomed.” he said loftily.














