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[not_the_grim]

Some days, it's like Sirius can feel that other shoe waiting to drop. It's a tangible thing, an entity, hovering over his head like a rain cloud in a cartoon. Some days, he wants to take hold of it and pull it down just to get it over with

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[scottysous]

For a second, Scotty hardly notices there's someone jumping from the waterfall. He just doesn't expect to see a jump in progress; the beginning of a jump maybe, or the end of one, but when he arrives at the waterfall, someone is in mid-air on his way down to the water below. The movement finally catches his eye, and he watches the very last moments of the plunge; it's then that the worry starts, a soft question that creeps to the forefront of his mind.

... is that person okay? He sets down the lunch he'd bundled up for himself and approaches the edge of the water, looking closely for signs of struggle or drowning or... blood, too surprised still to snap into any sort of action.

[scottysous]

His eyes slip shut and he smiles, letting Sirius kiss where he wants, tilting his head to give him access. "I like food." He may sound a little breathless as he slips his hand to the small of Sirius's back, holding them closer. "Mmm, like strawberries and chocolate? God, I'd kill for some wine..."

He leans in and catches Sirius's lips in another kiss, still fairly chaste.