Marauders Oneshots

Lie To Me: Wolfstar

AN- This chapter is kinda sad and angsty so please don't read if you're feeling down. I imagine this being set in early fall, maybe September, 1981. Enjoy :)

"Remus?" Sirius called throughout the flat.

He had just returned home from a mission and left things quite messy with his boyfriend. If you could even call them that anymore. Everything got so complicated as the war went on. Sirius even had difficulty trusting people before the war and now it was even worse. Dumbledore had suggested multiple times that there was a spy in the order and Sirius couldn't help but think of the weeks that Remus was out on a supposed mission. Maybe he would come to regret this later, after everything unfurled but right now he just wanted to block everything else out and slip into a blissful fantasy.

"Remus?" He called again, slightly louder.

"In here Sirius." Remus called back from the bathroom.

Sirius finished setting all of his things down and hurried to Remus' voice. He noticed steam coming from behind the bathroom door. Perfect, he thought to himself. He opened the door to find Remus wrapped in a towel at his hips, his brilliant hair still slick with the warm water from his shower and scars gleaming brilliantly from his chest.

"Oh, Remus…"

Remus cocked his eyebrow and looked up at Sirius. His boyfriend hadn't wanted intimacy in weeks. He hadn't so much as looked at Remus in the way he used to, eyes filled only with desire and burning love for his boyfriend. Now they barely shared a quick peck before leaving the house let alone sex or the sweet exchange of 'I love you's'. Remus couldn't quite place why he didn't immediately react fondly to Sirius' advances this time. He did miss the way their relationship used to be. Missed the pure love shared between them. But Sirius had been cold and distant towards him for weeks and there was much to be angry about nowadays. Sometimes he needed something to grasp in his jaws, not releasing until he tasted blood. Maybe he wanted that now, a heated argument with Sirius.

"What do you want?" Remus put his hands at his sides and stood up straighter, now towering many inches above Sirius.

"I thought maybe we could- just spend time together?" Sirius reached his hand out towards Remus' exposed waist.

Remus quickly pushed his hand away and turned away to comb his hair. "No. I don't want to. I'm going to meet a friend."

"But- Moons, I just got back…"

"Yes, and I'm going out." Remus set his comb on the counter and turned to face Sirius again. "I really don't know why you expect me to just give into your demands, Sirius. If I recall correctly you didn't want anything to do with me before you left."

Sirius was hurt. Of course he knew it was true, he had cast Remus to the side. But that didn't stop the way it peeled him raw to have Remus standing in front of him, denying Sirius every part of him. Instantly, the hurt turned to unprovoked anger against Remus. Maybe not actually Remus, more so just the whole world.

"Ok. Fuck off then. Go meet your little friend. Shag them if you want. Just get out if you don't want to be around me!" Sirius spat out, instantly regretting every word but not relenting.

"You know Sirius? I think I fucking will." Remus shoved Sirius away from him into the hallway wall, making way to the bedroom and slamming the door.

He quickly got dressed and gathered his house keys and jacket. Storming out of the house right past Sirius and slamming the door while he's at it.

~

Remus came back much later and stank of cigarettes and alcohol. He staggered into the door to find Sirius staring at him from the couch.

"I've had fun. Went and fucked off like you said. Didn't shag anyone, I could've though." Remus slurred, stumbling forward to wave his finger in front of Sirius' face.

Sirius only frowned. He didn't have the energy to argue now after spending hours worrying if he just ruined the relationship with Remus completely. He got up and helped Remus to a seat at the kitchen table.

"Sit." He demanded.

A cunning smile played at Remus' lips. "And why should I do that? Hm? Take orders from you?"

"If you don't want to then don't. I'm just trying to help Remus." Sirius said, exhausted. Remus sat down and Sirius gave him a cup of cold water before sitting down opposite of the drunken man. "You need another shower. You smell bad."

"Only if you'll join me." Remus sat the half-drunk cup down and wiped his mouth on his sleeve.

"You're drunk. If you were sober you wouldn't want me to touch you. So you can shower yourself. I'll be waiting for you when you get out if you want though." Sirius softened slightly at the possibility of holding Remus close to him, peppering gentle and innocent kisses along his boyfriend's head and neck. Apologizing over and over again.

"Whatever. It's your loss, I could go for a nice fuck right now."

"I'm sure you could. Go get in the shower."

Remus groaned and pushed myself up from the table. He headed back to the bathroom and turned the water to cold. He may be drunk but he wasn't completely dumb, and a cold shower was sure to sober him up. He stepped in and shuddered in the cold water, instantly feeling more alert. He washed and brushed his teeth. Getting wrapped in a soft towel felt very good after the cold shower. He made his way to the bedroom to find Sirius sitting on the bed without a shirt, waiting for him.

"I didn't think you were being serious about waiting for me."

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"Because I was an ass to you…" Remus mumbled.

"Yeah, but I guess you have me wrapped around your finger." Remus looked taken aback by this and Sirius continued, "c'mere." He stretched out his hand to pull Remus into his lap.

Remus laid his hands against Sirius' muscular chest and buried his head in Sirius' neck. "Want you." He mumbled out, peppering kisses to his boyfriend's neck.

"Mm, Rem-" his sentence was broken by a moan erupting from his mouth as Remus bit and sucked at his sensitive skin. He pushed Remus' head away. "Remus no, we can't. You aren't sober and you would hate me tomorrow."

"No I wouldn't. We could run away together. Get away from the war and all this bullshit." He paused to look at Sirius' face. "Run away with me Pads, please." He began kissing Sirius' neck again, leaving marks as he went.

"No, Remus- stop." He pushed the taller man off his lap and stood up. "I can't do that. I can't say I'll do that because I won't. It won't be the truth."

"Then lie to me. Please Sirius, lie to me."

"Remus… I can't do that. You know that." Sirius was stepping closer anyway, getting closer to what he so desperately wanted.

Suddenly their lips were crashing and Remus was pushing them back towards the bed. Sirius squirming as Remus was climbing on top of him, straddling his waist and grinding down. A groan left Sirius' throat and it was clear this was exactly what Remus wanted.

"Oh Remus!"

Everything became fuzzy after that.

~

Remus did regret a lot of things the next morning. He had a terrible headache and it felt as if his throat were on fire. He remembered what had gone on between Sirius and him the previous night. Maybe it had fixed things but maybe it really just made everything worse. He had asked Sirius to run away with him and Sirius didn't say yes. They just fucked instead. It was actually quite brilliant except for the fact that the sex did not actually fix anything. Sirius was still not in bed when Remus woke up and he certainly wasn't waiting for Remus with a breakfast cooked entirely by him. Sirius had left the flat again. Most likely on a mission from Dumbledore, one he would never share with Remus.

Once the realization hit that they had just complicated things further, Remus began to cry. He cried and cried until he was numb. Then he picked himself back up and carefully locked all the broken pieces of himself back away. He vowed never to let them back out again until things were fixed and Sirius could be trusted to hold the most fragile parts of Remus and take good care of them.