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rating: pg-13
word count: 369
summary: wine blurred edges and unbridled happiness
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Below them there is a party. There are lights hung from trees and happy dancing people and sweet music. Sirius and Remus are on the roof sharing a bottle of wine. Remus is a merry drunk and Sirius is philosophical and neither boy can remember an afternoon better than this one.
The wine makes the hard edges of everything go away and for a peaceful moment Sirius and Remus just are. Their hands are touching and they both wonder for a few seconds whether its the wine making their nerve endings tingle where they touch. Sirius nuzzles Remus' neck for a moment, and they both grin.
The sun warms their faces as they talk nonsense to each other. Remus murmurs something about swimming in the ocean as a child and Sirius reflects on their days doing nothing but enjoying one another. Sirius can feel the happiness in his veins, light and dreamy. Remus can feel Sirius in his veins, giggling and jittery.
Remus can feel the urgency of the summer in his teeth, making him say things he wouldn't have ever uttered had he been any form of sober. “Lets dance,” he suggests, making his way to the ladder and climbing down with a kind of looping grace. Remus steadies Sirius as he wobbles.
They move happily towards the makeshift dance floor, filled with people smiling and moving.
There is a light happy guitar playing and words Sirius can't quite make out but he can feel deep in his skin. They move together, not too close, but near enough to be happy. Sirius dances like he was born to and Remus with Sirius like he was meant to.
In a moment of reckless happiness Sirius presses their lips together and laughs happily. No one seems to mind.
"Een France eet is quite normal,” Sirius can hear Remus' aunt say. Finding out that Remus' mother's side was French was a surprise for Sirius, and he had begged Remus to speak to him in it while he was falling asleep.
They move their bodies in an odd and beautiful sort of sync. Remus grins hugely and pulls Sirius by his hair into another happy kiss. And everything is alright for awhile.
word count: 369
summary: wine blurred edges and unbridled happiness
[1] [2]
Below them there is a party. There are lights hung from trees and happy dancing people and sweet music. Sirius and Remus are on the roof sharing a bottle of wine. Remus is a merry drunk and Sirius is philosophical and neither boy can remember an afternoon better than this one.
The wine makes the hard edges of everything go away and for a peaceful moment Sirius and Remus just are. Their hands are touching and they both wonder for a few seconds whether its the wine making their nerve endings tingle where they touch. Sirius nuzzles Remus' neck for a moment, and they both grin.
The sun warms their faces as they talk nonsense to each other. Remus murmurs something about swimming in the ocean as a child and Sirius reflects on their days doing nothing but enjoying one another. Sirius can feel the happiness in his veins, light and dreamy. Remus can feel Sirius in his veins, giggling and jittery.
Remus can feel the urgency of the summer in his teeth, making him say things he wouldn't have ever uttered had he been any form of sober. “Lets dance,” he suggests, making his way to the ladder and climbing down with a kind of looping grace. Remus steadies Sirius as he wobbles.
They move happily towards the makeshift dance floor, filled with people smiling and moving.
There is a light happy guitar playing and words Sirius can't quite make out but he can feel deep in his skin. They move together, not too close, but near enough to be happy. Sirius dances like he was born to and Remus with Sirius like he was meant to.
In a moment of reckless happiness Sirius presses their lips together and laughs happily. No one seems to mind.
"Een France eet is quite normal,” Sirius can hear Remus' aunt say. Finding out that Remus' mother's side was French was a surprise for Sirius, and he had begged Remus to speak to him in it while he was falling asleep.
They move their bodies in an odd and beautiful sort of sync. Remus grins hugely and pulls Sirius by his hair into another happy kiss. And everything is alright for awhile.