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Content Warning:
Swearing
Mentions of Sirius being a sex symbol for the fans
Mentions of Walburga Black's amazing parenting

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A fucking gay panic. That is exactly what was happening to Sirius right now. His breaths were short and his cropped tee stuck to his sweating chest, his ears burned painfully and his mouth was cotton dry.

"Remus, wow, well- that's just," Sirius rambled, breaking the eye contact with the boy and gesturing wildly with his hands

Remus cut him off with a raised brow, "Just?" He trailed.

"Just perfect. It's perfect, you're perfect," Sirius stumbled over his words and was becoming more flushed by the second. "I mean, you're not perfect, well- no- obviously you're perfect- not in that way,"

Remus closed a fist over his mouth as his eyes danced with amusement, he wasn't sure what had happened to the Sirius Black that was painted across the posters of the races. That Sirius was the sex symbol of the town, but right here and right now, he was a flustered puddle of silver rings and messy tattoos. "I get what you mean Sirius, it's okay."

So here's what Sirius knows, Moony is actually called Remus, his laugh sounds like pure magic and his eyes shine even brighter when you're right in front of him. Since he was exiled from his family house, Sirius had never found comfort in anything other than loneliness, but standing here, he's felt safer than he ever has his entire life. He wonders if this was how Regulus felt when Sirius used to stand in front of him when talking to mother.

Sirius scans Remus' face like he can't understand it, absolutely frazzled from the fact he already knows he's protected when he's beside him.

"Yeah, it's okay" He repeats, finding himself lost in the trance of his gaze. It could have possibly been a bit weird, a racer that had just walked out of a massive pile-up crash, standing in complete and utter silence as he watches a boy slick with sweat and oil smile at him.

"Sirius are you feeling okay? You look pale," Remus' soft eyes switched to concern as he held a hand up against his head, "Jesus you're burning up,"

Sirius shook his head in disagreement immediately, "I just get embarrassed easily, that's all it is." He assured Remus, still not letting go of the eye contact.

Remus looked hesitant to pull his hand away, almost stopping just to bathe in the touch for a minute longer, but thought against it and took his hand back.

Sirius had felt the need to ask him to do it again, to touch him wherever he wanted to, that his body was his and nobody else's. Remus' hands were chilled and rough, the skin broken at the knuckles and joints, and coloured rope bracelets travelled along the path of his tanned wrist.

Remus straightened up and looked around again,"You have nothing to be embarrassed for, they won't like, kick you out for the crash? Right?"

This broke sirius out of the trap that was Remus' eyes and he scoffed rudely, "These races would be fuck all without me here, the last thing they want is me getting booted."

For some reason, Sirius' shit sense of humour was absolutely hilarious to Remus, and he couldn't catch himself in time before he doubled over with infectious laughter. The type of laughter that came out of a kid when you pushed them too high on the swing, the laughter that you heard when a father swung his son up into his shoulders on a hot summers day.

If Sirius was having a gay panic before, he didn't know what the fuck he was feeling now, but he was whole heartedly prepared to suddenly give everything up for this boy he's been speaking to for five minutes. He wanted to forget about the racing and the surname that loomed over him like a dark shadow.

Typical for Sirius, he couldn't hold his mouth, and before he knew it he was spitting out exactly what was in his head, "Your laugh is beautiful."

Remus cut his laugh short, the grin swiftly switched to a look of bewilderment, "Pardon?"

Suddenly Sirius felt worried, what was he thinking? He couldn't just expect every guy he met to be open to guys. He never asked, he assumed. Now he regrets even walking up to him, his face quickly painted itself back to red and his heart thumped dangerously as his veins turned to ice.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't- that was wrong of me- I don't even know what I was thinking," He cringed and fisted his jeans uncomfortably.

"You think my laugh's beautiful?" Remus questioned him, keeping a steady face.

"Of course it is, but if you don't want me to say that then I won't, I'm not trying to make you feel weird." Sirius felt ashamed and stupid, he had one shot with this boy and he fucked it up by being a fucking weirdo. What the fuck was wrong with him? Did he not think? God if Regulus could see him right now, he'd probably call him an idiot and laugh in his face.

Remus cocked his head in a confused manner, a shadow of a smile visible in the corner of his mouth, he looked him dead in the eye again, "Sirius I'm gay."

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THOUGHTS?
birthday chapter so it has to be good guys
also the way sirius was freaking out abt him assuming remus' sexuality 😕 he's so thoughtful i love him sm