Everything (James/Sirius)
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A slightly angsty (or something) little drabbly thing that came to me as I was walking to English yesterday.
Everything
They knew everything about each other. Sleeping patterns, eating habits, toothpaste preferences, how Sirius picked at his thumbnail when he got nervous, the way that James couldn't concentrate in complete silence, how neither of them could sleep at night unless all of their friends and family were accounted for.
It only made sense when they began learning things like the fact that biting on Sirius' earlobe could elicit a moan so loud that people across the castle wondered what was going on, or the way that James kissed with his eyes open, or how nothing short of the end of the world could keep Sirius from his post-coital fag.
They knew everything, but they didn't talk about a lot of things. They didn't talk about how James always took a shower right after they fucked, jerking off and picturing red hair and flashing green eyes, and they never discussed the way that Sirius climbed into James' bed late at night because he was sure he would end up alone for the rest of his life.
They knew everything, but they didn't need to talk about it. And it was better that way.
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A slightly angsty (or something) little drabbly thing that came to me as I was walking to English yesterday.
Everything
They knew everything about each other. Sleeping patterns, eating habits, toothpaste preferences, how Sirius picked at his thumbnail when he got nervous, the way that James couldn't concentrate in complete silence, how neither of them could sleep at night unless all of their friends and family were accounted for.
It only made sense when they began learning things like the fact that biting on Sirius' earlobe could elicit a moan so loud that people across the castle wondered what was going on, or the way that James kissed with his eyes open, or how nothing short of the end of the world could keep Sirius from his post-coital fag.
They knew everything, but they didn't talk about a lot of things. They didn't talk about how James always took a shower right after they fucked, jerking off and picturing red hair and flashing green eyes, and they never discussed the way that Sirius climbed into James' bed late at night because he was sure he would end up alone for the rest of his life.
They knew everything, but they didn't need to talk about it. And it was better that way.
-fin-