wolfstar imagines n stuff (rewrite in progress)

part 2 (rewritten)

Sirius was lounging in his bed in the boys dormitories when Remus walked in. Remus strode over to his bed, stripping himself of his shirt and mumbling curses under his breath. There was a heat wave coming across the area currently, and Sirius couldn't help but marvel at Remus's slightly muscular back. Scars danced down and around his lean torso, and he wanted nothing more than to tell Remus how much he wanted to just observe him for hours.

He stared at the tall boy, watching him strip his four-poster of its sheets to not retain as much heat. Sirius was so lost in his thoughts about Remus that he didn't notice when Remus turned around and caught him staring. They were both completely gay, but only thought of each other as friends, or so Remus did.

"What are you staring at padfoot?" He quizzed, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

Sirius however, totally overlooked it. "Nothin', just looking at you. You look really sweaty." He chuckled.

Remus laughed his quiet laugh and smiled cheekily.

"I'll have you know it's one of the hottest years in England," he said, a small smile playing on his lips now. "And besides, I'm still sore from this month's transformation."

"Do you need a massage or something?" Sirius asked.

"I don't mind if you don't." Remus replied.

Sirius's heart skipped a beat at the thought of being able to touch him at all. He got off of his bed and walked over to his best friend. He told him to lay down, grabbing a little tub of lotion from the drawer of Remus's nightstand.

He started to rub the brunettes back, tracing the scars with his fingers. He admired every inch while he could, as Remus was particularly modest around people who weren't Sirius, James, or Peter. His hands traveled farther down his back, slightly applying pressure in certain areas. Once he was finished, he asked Remus to sit up. He did, while Sirius crawled behind him and started back on massaging his neck, this way his arms could rest a bit.

"You're super tense, what's got you so hung up?" He asked curiously.

"Something you probably wouldn't care to hear about." He told Sirius, still faced away from him.

"You know I always care for your stories Remus, quit being standoffish."

Remus turned and kneeled on his bed, inches from Sirius's face. He instantly felt electricity running through his body, begging for him to lean just a little bit closer to the Sirius's face and embrace in a way they hadn't before. He longed for physical contact between the two. They were so close, yet so far apart.

"I love you, Sirius. But I don't think you love me back. It's fine if you don't, I just," he trailed off for a second, pausing to look at his hands. "I'd completely understand if you didn't like me. I just hope you do." He went silent, the eye contact being maintained between them made Remus feel like a his eyes had been set on fire. He wanted to look away, but he didn't.

"Of course I love you too, moons." Sirius began, his hand finding it's way to Remus's and giving it a light squeeze. "You're my best friend, but that doesn't change the magic I feel when I'm with you, I love that feeling."

After he finished speaking, Remus closed the space in between them in one of the best kisses Sirius had ever had. It was like waking up on Christmas morning to everything you wanted and more; the feeling of seeing a best friend after a few years of separation. This boy made him feel so differently from what he was accustomed to, but he loved it nonetheless. He loved how wild he made him feel. The feeling of being free whenever he's around him. He loved Remus with everything he had, but this magical moment ended far sooner than he'd liked.

Remus wrapped him in his strong arms and pulled him closer. He was engulfed in his being and didn't mind it one bit. The scorching summer heat was no match to what he felt when they were together. Remus pulled away for a second, just to lay down on his bed. He beckoned Sirius to lay with him, so he did just that. Neither of them minded the heat that intensified when their skin touched, they were too caught up in each other to pay attention to anything else. Remus pulled Sirius into another intense kiss, this one being even more loving and strong than the last. They laid in that bed together for what seemed like forever, but neither paid any mind. They were infatuated with each other and loved every second of it.