wolfstar oneshots 💕 (Finished)

191. Teeth

Sirius wakes to an empty bed. The sky was awesome orange and he groans a bit.

That's one of the perks of being extra, extra old. The vampire body gains a bit of tolerance towards the sun. Sirius could walk out around the park without hats if he wanted to. But it would speed his aging so he doesn't.

"Sirius ?" Remus' head pops from the door.

Sirius hums, his head still floaty from the good day's sleep he just had. "M'awake."

Remus grins and jumps in the bed with him. Compared to Sirius, Remus is considered pretty young for an immortal, having just turned 70 years old.

"What's gotten you excited puppy ?" Sirius asks while his werewolf husband noses his neck.

What Sirius thought was just a show of affection was actually scenting.  That's Remus following his instinct to protect Sirius with his Alpha scent so other werewolves know, someone will hunt them down if they try anything with Sirius.

"My teeth grew." Remus tells him.

Sirius cooes. He pats his swollen cheeks gently without facing him. "Do you want an ice pack ?"

Remus shakes his head. "Nope. Ya wanna see ?"

The vampire can't deny that. He turns around in Remus' arm and waits.

Obviously it's a little uncomfortable, feeling like a child who's teething, but Remus' smile grew wide. Sirius giggles as his hands fly to his cheeks, inspecting the enlarged canines.

"Oooh won't you look at that... my pup's all grown up." Sirius cries pulling Remus' face to his chest.

"I remember when I first met you. Small baby teeth, you could barely chew your steak."

"You met me when I was 30."

"Just a baby !"

Remus pouts against Sirius' neck. Sometimes it's annoying when the 300 (ish, Sirius lost count already) year old babies him but it's just his way of showing how much he loves him.

They quietly lay there, Remus' ear on Sirius' chest. The werewolf loves it when he can hear Sirius' heart beating. It's always a  relief when he hears its steady drumming.

Sirius ruffles the thick, brown curls. "I gotta go get breakfast wolfy. Up you get."

Remus unfurls from his safe spot. "Have breakfast here."

The vampire smiles. "Yes I will. I just need to get my blood cup from the fridge and I'll be right back."

When Sirius sits up, Remus quickly holds on to his waist. Anchoring him down so he woudn't leave the warm nest.

"Give me 3 minutes baby. I promise I'll be back."

Remus buries his face to his stomach. He mumbles something that Sirius makes out as "eat breakfast here."

The vampire finally gets it.

"Eat breakfast here" doesn't mean Sirius taking his food for breakfast in bed. The werewolf sits up. Blood was rushing to his face, from what Sirius could tell.

"You got something to say ? Why don't you tell me like a big boy ?"

"You know what I want." Remus leans his forehead on Sirius' shoulder.

"I know," the vampire kisses his hair.  "I wanted to hear you say it."

Remus lets out a huff. He looks away, cheeks impossibly red, with a hand pulling his shirt collar down exposing his neck