Banana Pancakes

Chapter Twenty-Four

"Remus, please tell me why Sirius is starting to slowly move in to this flat? And please tell me why my bloody pansy of a boyfriend is missing his best mate? He won't shut up about it. I'm going insane. Not to mention the foul smell, and clothes littering the floor because Sirius is like a fucking garbage can." Lily grumbled, kicking some leather pants out of the way so she could join Remus at the table.

"Oi, don't insult my boyfriend. I agree, he smells. He has no common sense when it comes to laundry, but he does dishes. I hate doing the dishes." Remus took a small sip from his tea, a smile growing on his lips. "It's only been two nights he's spent here. I start work tomorrow officially, so he will eventually have to go home." He chuckled.

Lily huffed. "Fine. I'm just tired of the stench. Not even the most powerful candle can overcome this. Nothing can." She stated, resting her elbows on the table. Lily's wild curls were tamed for once in a bun on her head. For a moment, Remus imagined Sirius with a bun and almost lost it. He would look so fucking attractive in a bun.

"Sorry, I didn't mean for him to be bothersome, but a few nights ago.. we.. had a moment and I just wanted to make sure he was doing alright. He just needed some comfort.." Remus said softly, staring into his cup of tea.

"Ugh. It's so hard to be mad at you.." Lily whined, leaning back in her chair. "You're too precious. Too kind."

"Not in bed." A groggy voice stated, the smirk evident in his tone. Lily rolled her eyes as Remus turned red.

"We haven't.. you don't even know that!" Remus exclaimed in his defense.

"I don't have to know it. I feel it." Sirius winked, going over and pouring himself a coffee. He walked over and kissed Remus on the top of his head before reaching down and grabbing Lily's now empty cereal bowl. He went and put it in the sink.

"Are you.. like.. a dish magnet. Or wait, do you feel magnetized by dishes? That's all you do." Lily stated, raising an eyebrow.

"Lily. What the fuck, what? That.. sounds so.. bonkers." Sirius laughed, Remus snorted. "I'm not magnetized towards dishes. Unless Remus is a dish. I'd be happy to get in all the rough spots, with such a dirty boy he is." He said, grinning at Remus's glare. He just sipped his coffee and leaned against the counter.

Remus tried to ignore the grey eyes staring into his soul as he grunted under his breath and staring into his teacup as if he saw the future. (Heh)

"So, what's the deal? Are you leaving tomorrow? Tonight?" Lily asked. "I'd like my flat back." She stated, crossing her arms.

Sirius imitated her, having set his coffee mug down. "Tomorrow morning. Don't worry, all my belongings will be stored away in Remus's room for safe-keeping. He's going to teach me how to do laundry."

"Wait.. what? My room? And wait, I am?" Remus questioned, only now just having heard of this. "I mean.. I'm okay with that. It'll prepare you for the future. If you ever get that far with the way you're living, cigarette breath." Remus pouted.

"Aw, come on. You're not still on about that, are you?" Sirius frowned, tilting his head to the side in pity.

"I don't want to kiss a mouth full of tar." Remus argued, glaring him down.

Sirius scoffed, raising his hands in the air dramatically. "My mouth isn't full of tar! Besides you're lying, you already kissed me earlier this morning." He smirked.

"Fine. Your mouth isn't." Remus paused, before he smirked. "But your lungs are, love."

"Dear god." Sirius rubbed his temples. "You know I don't even smoke often. I used to when I was younger! But I stopped.. because it was unhealthy. I only do it when I'm either one, drunk as hell, or two, not all there."