Wolfstar Oneshots For The Soul

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Summary: Better Summary: Remus wants Sirius to talk to somebody about stuff, and then it's really flfufy written at 2;_- am :_+_)

This is a Ficlet based on a textpost from my tumblr that someone asked me to write a fic about, a song that I chose, and me finally doing a work where Sirius and Remus are a couple at the start of the fic. Lmao. This is super short i"m sorry.Text Post:<br />Remus: are you seeing someone?<br />Sirius: no... why???<br />Remus: I just think Therapy might be helpful.

pre-read notes: 1:59 am, update I edited, its' 2;12- and I've posted this, i'm os sorry, like sireiously. But enjou it somehow<br />

TW: IMPLIED referenced cihld abuse

"Sirius, I was just wondering if you were, like, seeing somebody?" Remus said, it had quieted down in the common room (I mean that does happen at around midnight) and Remus was using a tentative voice.
This question startled Sirius slightly. What was up with Remus. Were they not dating? Was this somehow a very confusing misunderstanding, wait, no definitely not, he's just being an ass, or he's in a self loathing mood. Neither was particularly good at midnight. He turned around with a smirk on his face. "Yeah, no shit Moons, we're dating" He snickered running a hand through his hair. James had headed up to the room earlier than usual because he could tell Peter was tired, but Wormy wasn't one to leave unless someone else left with him.
Remus bit his lip inhaling slightly. "not quite what I mean Pads-" Remus' voice was soft and he tentatively reached for Sirius' hand. Sirius let him hold it, but he didn't reciprocate the grasp, he was suddenly worried. Who was he supposed to be seeing?
Then it dawned on him, this again. The marauders had already held four interventions about this exact topic. The first two were for Remus though. Sirius had been a pushing force in those, which was slightly ironic. As he let the words settle he was crest-fallen in a sense, and confused, very confused. He'd told them he didn't want this so he yanked his hand from the werewolf and backed up. "Moony-" Sirius' voice was a slight whine perhaps even a little quavery. He took a breath and re-centred himself. "I don't need-"
"Yeah, yeah, I know, I just think it might be helpful for you to talk to someone-" Remus was biting his lip. 

"It won't be helpful and once again, I don't want to talk to a shrink" His voice was quite level for this conversation. Remus didn't really know why he even brought it up. Well he knew he wanted to bring it up for a while, but why right now? It was midnight on a normal day. Nothing had lead up that had given any sign to Remus meaning today would be a good day. On the contrary he was having a pretty rough week. Full moon was three days ago and he was basking in a sense of doom. Sure, maybe his friends had stuck around for six whole years, but part of him was still absolutely convinced they would leave in a flash of lightning. Perhaps he wanted to get in a fight. He kind of knew it would lead to a fight. Was it normal to feel as though you didn't deserve affection? (No Remus it's kind of not, please go talk to someone about this.) It was too late, he was in the middle of it all already. It was in that moment Remus realized he'd been silently staring at Sirius for around thirty seconds.
"fuck, I thought you guys were over this" Sirius laughed sardonically with hurt masking his voice. He stood up abruptly. Remus followed suit and as the smaller boy attempted to walk away Remus reached his hand forwards.
"Siri-" 

Sirius flinched slightly at the motion, cursing himself internally for his reflexes. "Remus I'm not going to go sit in a stuffy office and talk to someone about stuff that happened eons ago, I don't even know what I'd say, nothing remotely bad-"
Remus furrowed his brow, he was kind of aggravated that Sirius could ignore everything that had happened to him in such a short phrase. "Remotely bad?" He scoffed slightly. "Sirius you and I both know that's a lie"
Sirius gave him a sarcastic smile. "I'm perfectly fine thanks Remus, nothing happened that's worth talking about-" His eyes were glaring daggers.
"Worth talking about? Are you fucking kidding me. Sirius fuck. You can go around pretending I haven't seen the scars on your back or-"