Wolfstar oneshots// Vol 2

Once upon a dream

Hi!! Okay so, modern muggle au! Magical realism that's never explained, Remus and Lily being my absolute favorite—— Disney song bc obviously, so so much more dramatic than it needs to be and fluff!!! Enjoy!

Remus woke up abruptly, panting as he did so. He ran a hand through his wet hair as he tried to calm down his thoughts. He could see brief flashes of the dream he'd had the night before, the feeling of Sirius' hands against his, the way it felt when their lips met, the seductive grin that Sirius had given him just as he was starting to wake up. Every night for the past few months, Sirius had been in every single one of his dreams and Remus had found himself falling madly in love with him.

The catch?

Remus had never met Sirius. Remus was almost 100 percent sure that Sirius didn't even exist, and he was a sad figment of his imagination, something his brain had come up with to counter the deep loneliness he felt on a daily basis. It was pathetic. It always felt so real, sitting with Sirius, his hand in his. He could always clearly see the deep dimple in his cheek and the birthmark on his shoulder. He could see the way the light bounced off his lip piercing. He could feel the cool metal on his mouth as they kissed. It was torture.

Remus took a deep breath and then took out his phone. He needed a distraction from the memories, well, he supposed he couldn't really call them memories. They hadn't happened. He ignored the way that realization made him feel and he opened his texts from earlier in the morning.

Marls: hey moons, I'm having an art thing lter today, wanna come?? Cas and Lily will be there too. It's at the usual around 5. Would love to see u there xx

Remus could use a day out with his friends, and he got off work early today, so why not?

Me: i'll definitely be there

Remus decided to get up and leave, he was going to be late for work.

The introduction

Remus found himself at a park that he'd never been to before, he looked around and saw the a massive tree that was blocking the view of the sunset. He glanced down and noticed that he was sitting on a bench. Then he turned back to the tree and realized that there was a figure pressed against it. Remus couldn't make out much, only that the figure had shoulder length hair.

He stood up and walked to the figure, as he did he noticed more. The person was wearing a beaten up leather jacket, had on all black clothes and was sketching. He stopped right in front of the man and was struck by how gorgeous he was. He had deep gray eyes and high cheekbones, a lip piercing that only served to make his mouth look fuller than it was and these elegant hands that tightly gripped the pencil. Before Remus could say anything, the man looked up and Remus was sure he had never seen that shade of gray before.

"What are you doing here?" The man asked and Remus furrowed his eyebrows. That's a strange question isn't it? This was his dream. Remus wasn't sure how he knew that he was dreaming, but he knew.

"I'm not sure," Remus answered honestly. "What's your name?"

The man took a moment to answer as he looked at him. Remus wasn't sure what he would think of him with the scars that ran down his face and arms. But the man said nothing about them and responded, "I'm Sirius. You?"

"Serious like the emotion or Sirius like the star?" Remus couldn't stop himself from asking.

The man let a small smile come to his face, "Sirius, like the star."