Could you love me? // Wolfstar

Chapter 3

Remus had been pondering around his flat for 3 hours now. The carpets were wearing thin underneath the soles of his out-of-date shoes. and he almost felt the need to mutter hasty apologies to the fibres he was pressing his feet into. He had tried to make a simple microwave meal, his favourite - spaghetti bolognese. He may make one hell of an mess every time he raised the the fork, but it tasted good so he didn't mind. However, his mind was so frequently wandering to the simple features of the raven haired boy at the mechanics. Well, simple wasn't quite the word. To Remus Lupin, Sirius Black made any 'simple' feature look remarkably drastic. Since he left the mechanics, Remus had been smiling like a goof at the furniture, and chuckling whenever he thought of the mild flirtation the two of them had entered into. There had been some thoughts running through the head of the amber eyed boy; thoughts not suitable for anyone to know about. These 'thoughts' had caused Remus to take a shameful trip to his bathroom once or twice, as an attempt to get rid of the developing hardness in his trousers. He had changed out of his joggers, to anyone who asked he would have claimed 'purely for comfort', which was partly true - but it also was much easier to handle a cracking boner when he wasn't being suffocated by tight denim.

It was during one of these bathroom excursions he had remembered about his dinner, and rushed to the kitchen to realise that he had left it on for quite a while - and it was now wasted. He sighed to himself, and reached out for a large bar of chocolate to satisfy his growling stomach. But this only provoked more inappropriate scenarios of a certain Sirius Black having chocolate licked off him by the sandy haired victim to dance through his head. He slammed his hand down on the table. Was there nothing this boy hadn't suddenly infiltrated in his life ?

Yet there was a part of Remus that was incredibly paranoid. He was highly worried that the dark haired boy would get someone else to call about the car, and had only flirted back with Remus because that was what he did, not because he was anyone special. He couldn't help himself from tensing every his phone buzzed with a notification from either his parents or Lily, who he had yet to tell about the day's events. He was desperate to get her advice on the matter , because Lily Evans just seemed to know things. It would require telling her about the car, however, and the slightly blinding factor that he had left the car in James Potter's hands; and as much as he needed her help he wasn't quite ready to face her wrath yet.

After attempting to watch a few unnecessary programs that were just so boring. Remus decided that he might as well hit the hay. As he unchanged he winced as he caught sight of the scars that ran along and across his back like a map. These were marks he definitely didn't want Sirius, or anyone for that matter to see. He shook his head as he tried to remove the reminders from his mind. He slipped into the crisp white sheets and attempted to doze into a dreamland full of mechanics and piercing grey eyes.

•••

Across the town, Sirius Black was completely and utterly convinced he was going mad. He had walked into every room in the flat he shared with James, with a purpose and immediately forgetting what that purpose was. He had been so distracted all evening with thoughts of the scrawny looking boy from the garage this morning. Remus Lupin, Sirius had found himself muttering the name out loud several times that evening, liking the way it rolled off his tongue. This particular habit, James was finding rather annoying.  In order to get some form of revenge, James had threatened to cancel their series link to 'Ex on the beach', which was Sirius favourite. This has caused Sirius to sprint upstairs in case his brain did any more stupid things that could mean he lost his favourite TV show. He was, quite honestly, baffled by the day's events.

He had never, ever, felt so nervous around a boy before. It didn't exactly show: because Sirius Black was a master flirter. But he had felt so many tingles from the other boys mere presence. It was strange, because the other boy wasn't exactly an Adonis; but something about him had actually captured Sirius' attention - and this was rare - for a great attention span was not something possessed by him. 

As the evening ran on, his desire to speak to the quiet, jumper wearing boy grew stronger and stronger; and he twice found himself typing texts to the number that was strictly for business, and then back spacing the letters he had strung to form a greeting.

He stripped of his clothes, apart from his boxers and sank into the heaven that was his bed; before sighing and reaching out for his phone.

(23:04) Hey, it's Sirius (the devilishly handsome God), this is Remus right?

(23:08) Yes, I'm Remus, but it's nearing midnight ! Surely my car isn't done yet?

(23:14) Um, no. But I was thinking about you, so I thought I'd see how your nights been..? ;)

(23:15) Thinking about me? & It's been incredibly tedious thank you for asking, what about yours?

(23:17) Yes, and shame! You should have come round, I'd have thought of a few things we could do ;)

(23:18) 1) Please stop with the winky faces. 2) You're such a fuck boy.

(23:22) I'm actually not.

(23:30) Oh, sorry.

(23:31) It's fine, I like to flirt, but I don't use people or anything like that.

(23:32) Good to know.

(23:35) Woah

(23:36) What?

(23:38) You're so sarcastic, I might need some healing cream from the burns.

(23:39) Did I just beat you at your own game?

(23:40) Would you like me to apply it for you?

(23:41) FUCK

(23:42) Too much? Sorry.

(23:44) Sirius, are you okay?

(23:47) No no no not too much, not too much at all. It's cute that even when you're flirtatious you're polite.

(23:49) It's just a habit, I read a lot so I just pick up polite language.

(23:50) There aren't many books that include phrases like: "yo bruv send a bell to the birds and let them hang @ the crib."

(23:52) I might actually wet myself from laughter

(23:53) I'm so glad that the lack of current slang in English Literature is amusing for you.

(23:54) is there any time you aren't polite?

(23:56) When I'm fucking someone so hard they can't speak I tend to let my grammar slip slightly.

(23:56) hmpfjtje

(23:57) Sorry, What?

(23:58) brb need to go wank

(23:59) Oh my god.

(00:00) Goodnight, Sirius Black.

(00:15) Goodnight, Remus Lupin.