Random OneShots

Talk to me pt.1

By: EverythingButColdFire on Ao3

Wolfstar

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Remus walked into his apartment to see Sirius sprawled on the couch, tissues sticking out of his nose. He grinned involuntarily and stifled a laugh. He'd seen his friend in all sorts of states over the years, but there was something about the tissues that looked comically out of place with his handsome features.

Sirius had been sick for the past few days, nothing too serious, a mild cough and a terribly runny nose, but today it had been bad enough that he'd called off work to rest. Remus turned to close the door as quietly as possible, hoping not to disturb him. However, when he turned back around, Sirius was stirring.

"Alright Sirius?" he asked gently when he opened his eyes.

He blinked blearily for a few moments before his eyes focused on Remus's face. Upon closer inspection, he really did look like shit. His complexion was pale and sickly and there were pronounced bags under his eyes. Remus immediately felt bad for laughing at him.

"You - you're back already?" Sirius croaked.

Remus frowned, "I - what do you mean? I've been gone all day."

Sirius just stared at him. Ok that was a little concerning.

"It's night," Remus added, gesturing towards the open window.

"Oh shit look at that," he muttered, squinting hard at the window.

"Do you - are you - erm -" he watched as Sirius pushed himself into a sitting position, unsure of what to do. He'd never had to take care of a sick person before and Sirius seemed decidedly worse off than when he had left him that morning. "Are you hungry? I can heat up some soup?" he offered.

"That'd be great, thanks Remus," he muttered, rubbing at his eyes.

Remus immediately went to the kitchen and began rifling through the cabinets. A moment later, he heard Sirius heaving himself off the couch.

"Do you - er - where are you going?" Remus asked, looking up from his task.

"'m gonna shower my teeth," Sirius mumbled, swaying dangerously as he staggered toward their shared bathroom.

"You - what?"

He watched his roommate disappear into the bathroom with a lot more questions than answers. His roommate. Who he had a massive crush on.

Sirius was just...so many things. Kind, caring, passionate. Sure he could be blunt, hot tempered, reckless, but he would always show up for his friends when they needed him. He really was the best friend anyone could ask for. He was always there to remind Remus that he could stand to be a little more careless sometimes. Remus sometimes worried that he would never go outside if Sirius wasn't there to drag him out to do something outside of his comfort zone every now and then. He really did bring out the best in Remus.

Remus had accepted that he was aroace about a year ago. At the time he'd still been clinging to the idea that he was a late bloomer, despite the mounting evidence. But when he turned 20, he'd thought long and hard about attraction and who he felt attracted to and who he would be with if he could be with anyone at all and came up with nothing. Not one single crush. Nothing that could even be falsely interpreted as a crush with mental gymnastics. He'd had to google what sexual and romantic attraction felt like. If it hadn't happened by then, he didn't think it ever would.

But somewhere in the past few months, he had started feeling something towards Sirius. He really couldn't explain it. Nothing in their friendship or living situation had changed and he couldn't pinpoint an exact moment, but somehow little feelings started to creep in.