“You know you dont have to sit there bored, right?” Remus eyed his friend lounging next to him. “You can go off and mess around with Prongs, I know you want to. I’ll be fine here.”
Truth be told, he was enjoying the company. Sirius had been uncharacteristically quiet the past hour, staring up towards the ceiling and occasionally glancing at Remus. Remus felt a bit more secure with his friend radiating heat next to him, especially with the upcoming full moon. That didn’t stop him from worrying about being a bother, though.
“Nah, I’m good. I quite like watching you study, your face gets all scrunched up and concerned looking when you come across something you don’t understand- like this,” Sirius sat up and pulled his face muscles together in imitation. “It’s cute. And anyways, you’re warm. Why would I go bounding around with James in the cold when a perfectly good Moonbeam is sitting right here”
Huh. That was different. Remus felt something stir in his chest, the sound of his heart beat rising in his own ears.
Sirius made to lay back down, repositioning himself to rest the side of his head against Remus’ knees, smiling a bit while his eyes went tracing the features of his companion. Sirius’ cheek squished where it was rested against Remus, and oh. Remus looked down as he realized what that chest feeling signified. Oh, shit.