Thursday 12:34 p.m.
Remus loads his artwork in the backseat of his car before picking Sirius up, who greets him with a kiss. Sirius always wonders how Remus can have such a low self-esteem when he's the biggest, cardigan wearing cutie to ever exist.
Remus glances at Sirius out the corner of his eye. "What?"
Sirius grins and grabs Remus' free hand, lacing their fingers together. "You're just adorable is all."
"Hey, guys, could you turn the radio up?"
Remus swerves slightly, curses, and peers in the rearview mirror.
James has sit up from under Remus' paintings.
"What the fuck is wrong with you, Prongs?" Sirius groans.
James readjusts himself so he's sitting in a seat. "I didn't want to drive by myself."
"You could have, I don't know, asked to ride with us," Remus remarks.
"Where's the fun?"
"I told you he has no boundaries."
"Says the guy who spoons me at night."
Remus laughs while Sirius rolls his eyes. "It's a bro-cuddle."
"I'm sure you bro-cuddle right after you give each other bro-jobs. But don't worry, bro. It ain't gay if you put bro in front of it, bro."
"Shh. James is the brother I never had."
"Aren't you forgetting Reg-"
"Shut up, James."
James pouts. "Whatever. Someone put Beyonce on. Formation is my jam."
"I don't have Beyonce."
"How dare you. Sirius, pass the aux chord."
"I GOT HOT SAUCE IN MY BAG, SWAG."
Remus groans. "How do you turn it off?"
"The song?"
"No, James."
Sirius laughs. "I just tune it out."
"ALRIGHT LADIES NOW LET'S GET IN FORMATION!"
"Do you ever question his sexuality?" Remus asks.
"Nah. He just doesn't feel the need to prove his masculinity twenty-four seven. If he likes something, he likes something."
"Remus, I know you have some One Direction," James butts in.
"Tis true."
"Jam out with me."
"SO GET OUT GET OUT OF MY HEAD, AND FALL INTO MY ARMS INSTEAD. I DON'T I DON'T DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS. BUT I NEED THAT ONE THING. YEAH, YOU'VE GOT THAT ONE THING!"
Sirius groans. "You're ruining my rep."
Remus grins. "Which one? Punk rock Sirius or hipster Sirius?"
James tisks. "Don't let him fool you Remus. He sings One Direction in the shower."
"Do secrets mean nothing to you?" Sirius whines.
"Secrets don't make friends," Remus jokes.
1:18 p.m.
With the help of Sirius and James, Remus gets his paintings hung up on a wall in between two other artists he doesn't recognize.
"I like them," Sirius states amazed, examining each one carefully.
When he gets to the largest one displayed, his smile falters. Remus avoids Sirius' concerned gaze.
It's a profile painting of Kobe, but the image is distorted with black flowers creeping out of his ear, eyes, and mouth. Instead of the usual blonde, his hair is globbed on in deep red brushstrokes. Remus is selling it for forty.
"Why don't you just trash it?" Sirius asks after he sees the price.
"I can't destroy my own art. I've tried."
Sirius pulls out his wallet and gives Remus a hundred. "I will."
"You don't need to give me this mu-"
"It's worth more than forty. Honesty, it's probably worth more than that, but I know you wouldn't take it."
2:02 p.m.
After he sells a few of his artworks, Remus decides to take a break to do a walk around the fair with Sirius, but instead of the cutesy hand holding scene Sirius was imagining, James was in the middle of the two the entire time. On every ride, for every game, and even when they sat down on a paint-chipping bench so James could tie his shoe.
"Wow this is great," Sirius says sarcastically, holding James' cotton candy, funnel cake, and one of his five stuffed prizes. Remus is responsible for the other four.
"It's not that bad," Remus lies. He was also expecting this to be a date.
"No, I totally don't want to kiss my boyfriend right now."
"You can give me a kiss, bro. I'll just pass it on."
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"I honestly don't know what's wrong with you," Sirius sighs.
"My mom said I almost drowned as a baby," James states. "Hey, can we go get slushies?"
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