Just some tooth rotting birthday fluff!!
Tw: it gets a little smexy, but they get interrupted lol
Why can I never upload these on time?
~Remus' POV~
I wake up with my face buried in a pillow. I shift around a little and realize why I woke up. I'm fucking freezing. What would usually annoy me makes me smile.
I sit up a little and lean on my elbow, looking across the bed at the sleeping form of my husband. I love days like this. Days when neither of us have to work and I can just watch him for as long as I want. Does that sound a little creepy? Yes, very. But he's just so damn cute I can't handle it. It seems like lately we never have time to just hang out for a while.
After a few minutes, I scoot forward and gently untangle my favorite blanket hog from the duvet, calming him down when he whines. "Shh, baby. You're okay."
I settle myself under the blanket behind Sirius, wrapping an arm around his waist. He makes a small happy noise and cuddles close, reaching to grab my hand while still fully unconscious. I tuck his hair behind his ear, pressing a gentle kiss under his ear. "Good morning, sweetheart,"
~Sirius' POV~
I wake up with an arm being curled around my waist and kisses being pressed to my neck. I smile and wriggle back against Remus cheekily.
"G'morning, Cherié," I mumble, my words a bit slurred with sleep. A soft moan escapes my throat when Remus gently bites at my shoulder at payback. "Wha' time 's it?"
"Almost nine," Remus answers, his scratchy morning voice making me smile. He pulls me closer to his chest and I relax even more, turning my head in a demand for kisses.
"What's got you so cuddly this morning?" I ask, turning so I can look at Remus. He smiles and tangles his fingers in my hair.
"I 'unno, maybe I just wanna love my beautiful birthday boy," He kisses me even as I giggle, his free hand holding my cheek. I wrap my arm around his waist and tangle our legs together, melting into the kiss as our tongues tangle together.
We lay here for probably five minutes, kissing and touching lazily as we wake up. Remus pushes me onto my back and I laugh into the kiss as he pins my arms gently to the bed. Merlin, he's always so careful.
"I don't even get to top on my birthday?" I ask when we finally pull away. Remus chuckles and trails teasing kisses down my neck.
"Do you want to?" He asks, and I snort.
"Hell no," I pull him in for another kiss. "You know I only top around the moon."
Remus just sighs, a fond note in his voice when he says. "I know," He pushes my hair out of my face, letting go of one of my wrists as an invitation. "Merlin, you're beautiful,"
I turn my head so Remus can't see me blush. "Oh, just shut up and fuck me already,"
~Remus' POV~
I poke Sirius in the side a couple of times, leaning down to kiss at his neck. "Shh, let me love you," I tickle his side until he finally turns back around, his cheeks bright red.
"Stop it or I'm getting up," He says, crossing his arms poutily. I chuckle and lean down, kissing him again. It will always amaze me how easily I can get Sirius to calm down with a kiss. As soon as our lips touch, Sirius relaxes and his arms slide around my neck. I tilt my head to deeper the kiss, sliding one of my hands down over Sirius' thigh. He moans against my mouth and if I could smile, I would. Only I get to see this side of him.
Sirius tugs at my T-shirt. "Why do you always wear a shirt to bed? It makes this so much harder," He whines. I sit up and Tug my shirt up and over my head, tossing it over the side of the bed.
"Because someone," I poke Sirius. "Always steals the blanket."
Sirius giggles. "Maybe you should just cuddle with me when we sleep,"
"We both know when that happens someone ends up falling off the side of the bed," I bend down to kiss Sirius again as he laughs, wrapping his legs around my waist. I roll my hips forward and smirk when it causes an abrupt moan from Sirius.
"Fuck, baby," He tangles a hand in my hair as we kiss.
I pause for a second and tilt my head. "Dammit, someone's here."
"If it's just James we're not stopping. We've traumatized him already," Sirius says, nuzzling his face into my neck.
"No, it's Harry. I don't hear James," I get up and crawl off the bed, grabbing my shirt. I pull it down over my head as I walk down the hallway and into the living room, where a miniature James Potter is sitting on the couch.
"Hey, Prongslet. Where are your parents?" I ask, sitting on the arm of the couch beside Harry. He shrugs.
"They's slow, so I came wifout dem." Harry says.
"Do they know you're here?" I ask, and Harry nods.
"Mumma just said dat I had to be quiet 'n case chu guys was sleepin'," He says, kicking his feet contently.
"Well, we're awake. Would you like to come cuddle?" I stand up and Harry nods excitedly, making grabby hands. I smile and scoop the three year old up in my arms. He nuzzled into my chest, hugging what seems to be a Teddy bear.
I walk back into the bedroom, where Sirius is up and brushing his hair.
"Nope, drop everything. Cuddle time." I flick my wrist and send sirius' hair brush cascading into a laundry basket, which makes Harry laugh and Sirius curse in French.
"Remus, I swear to Merlin one of these days I'm going to break your nose." He huffs, coming over to take Harry from me.
"Happy Birthday uncle Pads!!" Harry hugs sirius' neck and it instantly melts his annoyance. He hugs Harry tight, and my heart warms at how absolutely ecstatic he looks. It's been hard the last couple of months, being told of Reg's death and nearly losing James and Lily a few days ago.
"Thank you, kiddo!" He kisses the top of Harry's head and sits on the bed, holding the boy in his lap. "Now, what's got you over here so early?"
"I was jus' too ecxited to stay home! Daddy is too slow and Mumma is still wrapping chu're present and I'm already done! I told them to hurry up, but Mumma said I could come over all by myself if I's stayed quiet," Harry says, cuddling into Sirius' chest and bouncing excitedly.
Sirius glances at me when Harry says 'present'. We had agreed that we weren't doing presents this year. I just shrug. You know, like a liar.
Sirius lays down and Harry pulls me down beside them. I tuck an arm around both of them. Sirius just smiles ate and Harry snuggles close to both of us.
~About twenty minutes later, Sirius' POV~
I set Harry on the counter in the kitchen. "Have you eaten, prongslet?" I ask. Harry shakes his head, and I flick my hand to get three bowls of cereal to make themselves.
"oW, SON OF A BITCH-" I glance into the living room to watch my best friend pick himself up off of the ground.
"Harry, your dad is a dunce," Remus says as he walks into the kitchen, fully dressed and by the looks of his hair just out of the shower.
"Oh hush up Moony," James grumbles, walking into the kitchen and brushing soot off of his shoulder.
Harry giggles. "Nah, he's jus' clumsy." Harry covers his mouth and whispers to me, loudly. "I'm lying, if I say what he wants I get cookies-"
James just laughs. "Kid, you're going to kill me." He hugs my neck from behind and I roll my eyes.
"Hello to you too, Prongs Sr." I jab my elbow into James's ribs before he can fuck up my hair like he always does.
"Ew, don't call me that you bitch,"
~A while later~
Harry, Neville, and Ron run off to play while all of us adults find places to sit in the living room.
Remus and Arthur are talking about Mickey Mouse, Lily, Molly, and Alice are cutting the cake, and James and Frank are talking about the quittich game last night. I just sit beside Remus with my wine in my hand, feet on the coffee table as I listen to everyone. I do have to but into James and Franks conversation a few times, but other than that I just sit back and watch.
Damn, my family is perfect.
"Alright," Lily says, walking back into the room. A bunch of tiny plates and bowls follow all three of the girls and make their ways to our laps. "Present time!"
"No no no no-" I try to take off but Remus grabs me my by arm. "This is tReAsON!"
I pout when I'm pulled into Remus' lap. "I told you fuckers I didn't want anything," I say, crossing my arms. Lily sets a neatly wrapped box on the coffee table.
"It's only one, and it's from all of us," Remus says, and I turn around just to smack him in the arm.
"Ooh, someone's sleeping on the couch tonight," James says.
"Youre damn right," I mutter.
"It really is a special present, though," Lily says. James grins.
"You remember our last Griffindor quittich game?" He asks, and I chuckle.
"How could I forget? We beat Ravenclaw and won the cup,"
James nods. "Yeah, but why did we win?" He asks, and I cock an eyebrow.
"..Because Remus caught the snitch," I say slowly. Remus laughs.
"I only caught the snitch because you-" He pokes me, "Knocked Lucious Malfoy off of his broom with a bludger."
"Because he kicked it at James! I got into so much trouble for that shit!" I laugh, thinking about how pissed of Professor McGonagall was. "I still swear to this day that Minnie popped a blood vessel because of that day,"
"Alright, alright. Open the box," Lily says as she sits down, glass of wine in hand. I get down on my knees beside the table and carefully wake the lid off of the box. What I pull out makes me laugh.
"How the hell did you manage to get Minnie to give you my jersey?" I ask. Remus nudges me with his foot.
"Keep digging," He says with that knowing smirk that makes my heart race. The next thing I pull out of the box is a bludger.
"You're kidding, right? This can't be /the/ bludger," I say, and everyone laughs.
"Oh, yes it is. Look it over," Frank says, and I know exactly what he means. I move my hand and there it is. RJL+SOB in Remus' sloppy handwriting.
I laugh, covering my mouth and leaning my head on Remus' knee. "Dear Merlin, do you even remember when you did this?"
"Fourth year after our third quittich game. You'd never play a game without that bludger again,"
"Cause it's lucky," I say with a cheeky smile.
"There's one more thing in there, Siri," Lily says, and I set the ball aside to reach into the box. What I pull out confuses me.
It's a quittich jersey, but not a Gryffindor one. "A Slytherin jersey?" I turn it over. It says 'Black: 17' in big bold letters, just like mine. When I realize who's jersey this is, my heart stops.
"It's mine." I turn just in time to see a boy who looks almost exactly like me jump over the back of the couch, his electric green hair falling messily into his eyes as it always has.
"I-" I glance at Remus. "Am I drunk?"
"Not yet," Remus says, rubbing his neck. He offers me a glass of wine, which I accept.
"Alright. Hold the fuck on," I get up, carefully placing the jersey back in the box. "Am I the only one that thought he was dead five minutes ago!?"
Reg laughs. "Who told you I was dead?"
"I got a letter from Dumbledore three weeks ago,"
Reg settles himself upside down on the couch. "And where did he get his information from? Dad?"
"Probably."
"Well, that son of a bitch does think I'm dead." Reg grins. "Why do you think my hair is this offending color?"
"You faked your own death." I pinch the bridge of my nose. "You faked your own death and you didn't thINK TO TELL ME?"
"Woah," Reg says. "Chill out. Where did they think I would run first if I wasn't dead? I had to make you believe it to."
I smack Reg upside the head. "That's for making me fucking miserable."
Reg rubs the back of his head. "Ouch. Alright, I accept that. And, before you go turning on Remus because I can tell you will, I told him not to tell you. He's only known for three days,"
"I was only told because I had to talk Minnie into getting the jerseys," Remus says with a bashful look on his face that I can't stay mad at.
I sit on the couch between Remus and Reg, dragging a hand through my hair. "Okay. Someone get me a bottle of fire whiskey before I lose my shit."
"Now you're speaking my language," Reg says with a smirk worthy of a marauder, handing me a bottle of Fire Whiskey.
Reg and James get to passing out drinks. Once we're all settled, Lily clears her throat.
"I have one more present," She says, setting down her wine glass. "And, it isn't exactly for Sirius because he already knows." I cock an eyebrow. Yes, I do know, but I thought she was going to wait a little longer.
Lily smiles. "We're going to be adding a new edition to the family, sometime in April."
I see the exact moment James's heart stops. "You're pregnant?"
Lily grins. "Mayyyyybe,"
"And you told /Sirius/ before you're hUsBAnD?" James is grinning like an idiot, just being dramatic.
"We were both sick and went to the doctor at the same time, the doctor told Lily in front of me because he thought I was her husband," I chuckle. "Sorry mate."
After a round of hugs and laughs, I sit back down with my drink. "I love you, Lils, but not enough to not drink in front of you," I say with a smile, and lily laughs.
"Oh, don't worry about it old man," She says, and a choke on my whiskey.
"Bitch."
~Later~
I settle down on the couch while Remus puts on a record. I smile when I immediately recognize the song as Stairway to Heaven, the song Remus and I danced to at our wedding.
"Sap." I tease, and Remus holds out my hand.
"Oh piss off and dance with me." He smiles, and I couldn't say no if my life depended on it. I get up and take his hand.
"Are you going to lead this time?" I look up at Remus and he rolls his eyes.
"Shh, just let me think that I can dance for five minutes." He puts his hands on my waist and I chuckle, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"It's not your fault I could waltz by age four and you can't follow a beat to save your life," I say, laying my head on Remus' chest. He just laughs, pulling me closer as we sway (sort of) to the beat.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you about Reg," Remus murmurs against the top of my head. I smile and look up at him, giggling slightly drunkenly when he spins me around.
"I know how persuasive my brother can be, Darling. It's fine." I say, not able to stop smiling as Remus pulls me back in. "Hey, you're getting to be a little bit better at this, have you been taking lessons?"
Remus rolls his eyes. "No, I just so happened to marry an adorable boy who wants to dance every time he gets plastered or anxious."
I flush and hide my face in his chest. "Shut up, having to think about the steps helps me calm down." I mumble. Remus pulls me closer, clasping his hands at the small of my back.
"I know." Remus kisses the top of my head. "And I love that. Why do you think I get up and dance with you every time?" He tilts my head up gently with his finger. My eyes immediately fall closed when he kisses me, so gentle and carefully, on the lips.
"Because I love you." Remus whispers when he pulls away. I wrap my arms tighter around his neck.
"I love you too, you absolute sap." I chuckle, kissing him again. Remus smiles against my lips, pulling me closer and tilting his head to deepen the kiss. I can't help the soft moan that leaves my throat when his hand tangles in my hair.
After a couple of minutes, Remus lifts me up by my thighs. I giggle and pull away from the kiss, nuzzling my face into his neck for a moment.
"The song isn't over yet," I murmur, just loud enough for Remus to hear me. He chuckles and walks over to turn it off. It is almost over.
"The song was to get you in the mood, my love," Remus says with a smirk I'm his voice that nearly makes me fucking shiver. I pull back from his neck and kiss him, tangling one of my hands in his hair.
Remus carries me to our bedroom and I'm so distracted I barely notice my back hitting the door frame. He has carried me to bed more than a few times for more than one reason, and he's always careful not to bump into the door frame. But I guess he's a teeny bit distracted.
We do eventually make it to the bed and Remus lays me down so lovingly as always. I sprawl out across the sheets with a cheeky smile.
"Come give me my actual birthday present, wolf boy."
~tHis iS a FamILY sHoW-~
"This." Remus points at his very messy carmel curls. "This is why I pin your hands down."
I smirk as I pull on a pair of loose sweatpants. "You should see your back," I counter, and Remus rolls his eyes.
"Believe me, I can feel it." He waves his hand to clean up the sheets and make the bed so we can mess it up again. I crawl into bed and settle myself comfortably under the blankets, rubbing my eyes.
"Hurry up," I whine, finally starting to feel how tired I am. A smile curves at my lips when the lamp clicks off and I feel an arm slide around my waist.
"You're so impatient when you're sleepy," Remus teases, brushing my hair back gently so he can kiss my temple. I just mumble and turn so I can cuddle into his chest.
"You're actually going to cuddle me tonight?" I change the subject. Remus sighs.
"Yes, and you're probably going to end up on the floor." He says, taking the opportunity to steal a quick kiss.
I sigh in content, sprawling one arm out over Remus' waist and pressing the other lightly to his chest. "Probably, but then I can just push you over and lay on you like a body pillow." I giggle.
"Sure, baby. I love you," He kisses the top of my head and I smile, snuggling closer.
"I love you too, Re."
"Happy birthday,"
I lift my head up to kiss Remus lightly one last time, even if my eyes are already closed.
"Yeah, it was."
~
Wow this is so late and so shitty I'm sorry.