ship: Sirius/Lily platonically
prompt: "No, like.... it's just, I can't believe you're actually wearing my clothes."
setting: Marauder Mansion aka the flat he Marauders (and Lily) lived in
warning:
words: 262
was this good?
"Oi! Firecracker!" Sirius yelled.
Lily followed his voice from her -- and James' -- room to where he was in the kitchen. "Yes, Snuffles?"
Sirius' nose scrunched up in annoyance. "Where's the --" he turned to see Lily in his favorite ACDC shirt, his jeans, and his hat.
"What?" she asked, completely clueless. "Do I have something in my teeth?" She picked up a metal spoon.
"No, like.... it's just, I can't believe you're actually wearing my clothes."
"Ohh!" She giggled. "Yeah, so I am."
"Why?"
She shrugged, climbing on a chair -- "Careful!" Remus yelled from his seat. -- and onto the countertop. Sirius took her hand until she'd settled down safely. "Because, they're comfier and roomier than most woman clothes. Besides, it's fun stealing your things." She stole his banana and giggled at his face.
"Why must you torture me, Evans!" He gasped dramatically.
"Why must you wax poetry at the breakfast table every morning?" She asked dryly.
"I don't wax poetry!"
"Oh, yes you do!" She yelled, jumping on his back. "Tell him, Remus."
Sirius raised an eyebrow at Remus, who simply shrugged, not even looking from his book. "Sometimes, you're a bit dramatic."
Sirius gasped dramatically. "HOW DARE YOU?"
James walked in and picked Lily off Sirius' back, settling his chin on her shoulder? "Padfoot with the waxing of poetry again?"
Sirius groaned as the other two laughed.
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FanfictionMostly fluff. Very rare if it's not. Real original, I know. But I've been wanting to do this for awhile sooo here goes. Any suggestions? Comment or message me. -- Anything familiar isn't mine 🤷🏼♀️ Highest Rank: #3 oneshotbook Completed.
