The Perfect Drug.
The Perfect Drug.
Sirius/Remus.
PG-13.
100 words.
~*~
Sirius sat on the bed by Remus and reached a hand out to push a lock of sandy hair from Remus’ pale forehead. “Are you okay?” Sirius murmured quietly.
Remus looked at Sirius wearily and nodded slightly. “Yes,” he whispered in a weak, raspy voice.
Sirius smiled gently at Remus and then leaned forward and pressed his lips to his cheek. “I’m your perfect drug,” he muttered arrogantly against Remus’ clammy skin.
Through the pain from the previous night’s transformation, Remus managed a very slight laugh.
“See?” Sirius asserted as he pulled back with an impish grin on his face.
~*~
Sirius/Remus.
PG-13.
100 words.
~*~
Sirius sat on the bed by Remus and reached a hand out to push a lock of sandy hair from Remus’ pale forehead. “Are you okay?” Sirius murmured quietly.
Remus looked at Sirius wearily and nodded slightly. “Yes,” he whispered in a weak, raspy voice.
Sirius smiled gently at Remus and then leaned forward and pressed his lips to his cheek. “I’m your perfect drug,” he muttered arrogantly against Remus’ clammy skin.
Through the pain from the previous night’s transformation, Remus managed a very slight laugh.
“See?” Sirius asserted as he pulled back with an impish grin on his face.
~*~