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124. My Husband

"My Husband."

The only sentence that instantaneously brings butterflies to Remus' stomach. Maybe it was the honeymoon phase or the fact that he finally got the best human to be with him.

It feels so nice. So happy. Hearing  his husband casually proclaim their relationship everywhere.

They might head to a store. Standing side by side, looking through a rack of clothes and Sirius asked the employee.

"Excuse me, do you have a size L ? My husband has quite the shoulders-"

Remus no longer tuning in to the conversation. Not caring what shirt Sirius picked out for him. It's the "My husband."

His mind went to teletubbie hill and frolicked around. "My husband, My husband, my husband. Yes, I am his husband.", it sang.

Or when a delivery man rang their bell. An unsuspecting Sirius answered with a confused look. "Wait, let me check if my husband ordered it."

Remus didn't bother seeing the package. Because Sirius' husband did ask for it.

Remus liked that Sirius took over most of the talking. He wasn't a chattery person either so letting him take the reigns were somewhat nice.

It was also pleasant because of Sirius' refusal on using Remus' name.

"Oh yes, my husband do love books from that author !"

"I'm sorry my husband isn't too fond of pickles."

"My husband and I want a breakfast combo please."

Remus just stood there. Shit eating grin on his face, straightening his back whenever mentioned in the conversation. His arm familiar with Sirius' weight around it.

"Remus, Remus he asked what drink you want ?"

He felt Sirius' fingers tug on his shirt. That snapped him out of his daze.

"Oh right yeah, iced coffee please."

That earned a "hmm ?" of disapproval.

Remus scratched his nape. "Right, I'm supposed to cut back on caffeine so just water."

"Would you mind putting a lemon in there dear ? My husband needed his wake up drink."

And there it is. 2 words that made Remus' insides melt. 2 words maybe Sirius does not realize its power. But he actually does and he loves abusing it.

Like a few nights ago when Remus just won't listen to him. Sirius had his hands on his hips.

"I am not letting my husband neglect his health. You are sleeping right now."

I mean, the man did stay up for 3 days straight grading papers. Hearing the magic words, Remus nodded sleepily and wrapped himself around Sirius.

He planted a soft kiss on his temple. "Alright alright, I'm going."

Or the other night, a bad teacher gave him a hard time and Sirius had enough.

"You deserve that promotion ! I'm not letting anyone fuck around with what my husband deserves ." He said with such spirit, forking the poor brocolli on his plate.

Remus just leaned on his palm, a warm smile adorning his face as he watched Sirius ramble on what he'll do to that chemistry teacher. A lot of violence involved but Remus turned a deaf ear.

But the 2 words were used for good. Remus remembered hugging Sirius in his sleep. His face nosing the junction of Sirius' neck.

Despite the size difference, Sirius did his best to circle his arms around Remus' body. The teacher tired beyond compare from a full day of school.

He rubbed his back, relaxing the knots on Remus' shoulder. Remus felt so safe. So alive and at peace, hearing Sirius' soft hums that lulled him asleep.

"That's my baby. My hard working husband. Lay down now darling, let go."

Remus does not understand how Sirius managed to get his body to actually let go when he couldn't do it himself sometimes. It's like Sirius has magic, charm speak even, laced in his voice.

Sirius smiled as he watched Remus' breathing even. His body laying limp on top of him. With that, he turned the nightlight off and kissed his hair.

"There you go, I got you."

And Remus didn't need further convincing. He's got him indeed.