We are in a really long que together and I'm wearing a tux but you're wearing a full on pirate costume and it's no where near Halloween.
Ah, I absolutely love this! Thanks for this great prompt, my wonderful friend. I hope you like it!
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Remus couldn’t help but sigh when he saw the long line and took his place at the end of the queue. He had just over an hour to make it to the wedding on time, but he had to get his Macbook fixed so he could work and had been hoping for once the queue at the Apple store wouldn’t be ridiculously long, but of course it always was.
He felt a bit self-conscious standing in the queue in his tuxedo, but the store was on his way to the wedding venue and he didn’t have time to go home and change before the ceremony. Remus looked at all the people ahead of him in line once more and sighed once more, his shoulders sagging in defeat as he leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes. He might not even make it to the wedding in time if the line didn’t start moving soon.
“Chin up, mate, at least you’re not the most ridiculously dressed person here.”
Remus’ eyes snapped open and he looked into the grinning face of the man who had apparently addressed him. A strikingly handsome man who was dressed as a pirate; a loose white shirt, open low at the collar tucked into skintight black pants with a red sash at his waist. His long dark hair flowed to his shoulders under a black pirate hat and a large gold hoop dangled from one ear.
“You’re a bloody pirate!” Remus blurted out.
The man barked a laugh, his grey eyes sparkling with mirth. “Well most of the time I’m an artist, but yes, today I’m a pirate.”
“But why?” Remus clapped his hand over his own mouth. “I’m sorry, it’s none of my business.”
“Nah, it’s alright, it’s my godson’s birthday and he’s obsessed with pirates right now.” The stranger shrugged. “His party is this afternoon and I promised him I’d dress up, but my phone died on the way to his house and I can’t get it to work despite the battery being full so here I am looking like a git.”
Remus couldn’t help the thought that a ‘git’ was the furthest thing the man looked like. His eyes raked over the other man, admiring the way the tight trousers hugged his arse and the tantalizing expanse of creamy skin visible at the open collar of the blouse. He flushed as his gaze traveled up and met the stranger’s knowing smirk. “Uh yeah,” Remus cleared his throat, embarrassed at being caught ogling the handsome man. “That’s an excellent reason to be dressed as a pirate. I’m sure your godson will be thrilled.”
“Oh Harry will love it, but I know my best mate, Harry’s dad, is going to take the mickey out of me once I put the eye patch on.”
“There’s an eye patch too?” Remus chuckled. ”You went all out, didn’t you?”
The man’s grin grew. “My godson will get a kick out of it so it’s worth it. I had to draw the line at wearing it in queue though, figured the eye patch would just be a bit much.”
“Oh yes, because the hat is easy to ignore, the eye patch would just tip the scales from sexy to ludicrous.” Remus retorted.
“Sexy, huh?” The man smirked and Remus felt his cheeks blaze with heat at his slip. “So are you going somewhere as James Bond or do you always wear a tux to run errands?”
Remus ducked his head, biting his lip as he tried to stop the butterflies in his stomach at the way the man’s eyes scanned him from head to toe. “Well I’m either on my way to a wedding or I’m a secret agent sent here to infiltrate Apple and protect them from pillaging pirates, you decide.”
“Well shiver me timbers, witty and good-looking. It’s my lucky day.”
Remus burst out laughing. “Did you just really say ‘shiver me timbers’?”
“Well I thought it was a bit better than the crass joke I was about to make about pillaging.” The man stuck his hand out towards Remus. “My name’s Sirius, by the way.”
“Remus.” He shook Sirius’ hand, the feel of the other man’s soft hand in his sending a spark of awareness up his spine. They each held on for a beat too long and their gazes held for a charged moment.
Remus released Sirius’ hand and cleared his throat once more. “I’m curious about the crass pillaging joke though.”
Sirius leaned closer and Remus couldn’t help but follow the flick of the man’s tongue as he licked his lower lip. “How about I tell you over drinks after your wedding and my godson’s party?”
“Well I am curious about the joke.” Remus shrugged, his lips quirking into a smile as they shuffled further up the line.
“I’m sure I can come up with a few more.” Sirius teased, pointedly looking at Remus’ arse. “Something along the lines of surrendering booty and all that.”
Remus flushed once more, but laughed. “I have to admit that’s a bit better than walking the plank or the buried treasure jokes I expected.”
“So it’s a date then?” Sirius asked, one eyebrow raised hopefully.
Remus nodded, his smile growing and secretly hoping the line would start moving even slower then. “As long as you wear the eye patch.”
