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The big bad and the wolf Completed	By : Kvarta Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Remus Views: 3820 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Huge, huge thank you to my alpha - Holdt and my beta - inviteme <3 <3 <3
@LJSprinks - Thank you. This chapter may give you at least a bit of what you waiting for, but I can tell you now - I was trying to keep them IC to the end ;)
The day when Severus emerged from his room, dressed once more in Remus' old house robe was the day when Remus decided to finally have the talk with Severus.
Fussing over scrambled eggs Remus prepared himself for a rough morning. They were out of coffee and out of any form of tea leaves. With trepidation, he eyed the box of Earl Grey tea-bags.
The sound of running water coming from the direction of bathroom told him that Severus was up and about. Remus put the kettle on the stove and sighed. He planned to survive the morning without harming Severus or being harmed by Severus.
The talk will have to wait some luckier times.
Severus roamed into the kitchen, hair still wet, dried only by the towel and in black cotton boxer shorts, with a loosely tied robe belt. He glanced at the man and held his breath, counting to ten.
Don’t start now, wait until you return from the town with the coffee.
It was painfully obvious that this morning will be unpleasant when Severus growled and barked.
“Where is my coffee, Lupin?”
“I’m not your bloody House Elf, Severus.” he bit back.
“You are taking care of me, so I do expect the bare minimum.” Growled Severus in response. “Without it, I might not find the incentive to say here.”
“You are staying here because you have nowhere else to go, Severus.” Evenly replied Remus.
Stop fighting with him. But that was easier said than done. His fried nerves got the best of his temper.
“I’ll make my own bloody coffee. Move away. At least for once, I’ll have properly brewed coffee instead of that sludge you serve me every morning.” Hissed Severus, standing up.
“There is no coffee. I’ll buy it today.”
“Tea then - something strong….”
“No tea either. I have only Earl Gray…”
“Bugger. Very well then...” ground out Snape in a tone that clearly stated how much things were not fine, not even a little bit.
Remus tossed a glance over his shoulder, Severus was sitting behind the table looking like the world was coming to an end and he had a desire to smash something.
“I have Earl Gray tea bags.”
“I. Don’t. Do. Tea. Bags. Lupin.” Hissed Snape.
Don’t… don’t… don’t do it!
“Did you ever try it?” He asked with a mischievous note. Apparently, this morning his mouth and his ability to act reasonably were at odds.
“How dense exactly are you, Lupin? Of course, I did - that is how I know that I don’t like tea bags.” growled Severus, staring at him now with disdain.
“Bad experience, eh? Well, I’ve heard that you could change your mind if you are introduced to the experience properly.” he continued, wondering why he can’t just keep his mouth shut.
But he had a rather good idea. Severus' skin finally healed, returning to the pale slightly old parchment parlour. It was one thing to be frustrated and alone, and another to be frustrated and taunted - even unintentionally.
“The taste is atrocious, the consistency is appaling at best, they leave a bad aftertaste and stick to your teeth…” Hissed Snape, narrowing his eyes.
“Well, it helps if you do not chew...on them.”
“Chew?” Snape’s eyes widened slightly “Did you completely took a leave of your sanity this morning, Lupin? Should I feel concerned about my safety?”
“Only if you are determined to use your teeth.” Remus had a hard time keeping his need to laugh in check, amused by this conversation. What threatened to be very bad morning, turned into its opposite.
“Teeth, you did lose your mind! Who in the right mind chews on a tea bag…” Severus paused mid-sentence.
Remus could see cogs turning slowly in Severus' head.
“What are we talking about, Lupin?” Severus' voice had a note of anger and caution.
He couldn’t hold it anymore. Turning to face Severus fully he burst into a laughter. Snape’s face paled a bit, eyes narrowed into slits. His voice was cold and vitriolic when he finally spoke again.
“I see that adolescence still didn’t manage to escape your clutches, Lupin.”
Abruptly, Severus stood up and moved to exit the kitchen, mumbling in his chin. Remus couldn’t hear all that Severus said but words like ‘minerva...furballs...idiot’ floated to him. He did, however, catch on the last part fully.
“... Not that I could expect better from a mongrel that licks his balls once a month.”
In a blink of an eye, he was upon Severus, pinning him against the doorframe, anger bubbling in his voice. “I suggest you stop insulting me Severus and start acting like a proper guest. Or I might just let that ‘mongrel’ off the chain.”
Snape’s eyes shifted slightly, there was a fleeting expression of fear before Snape’s face hardened into a sneer. “And do - what? What could a spineless rug like you do to me? Or is this your idea of atonement? To finish what you and your friends started in school?” Hissed Snape.
“You keep on pushing your luck and I might just show you.”
“Oh, did I insult your sensitivity, Lupin, by stating the truth?”
“Go and get dressed, Severus.” He warned. The taunting made his blood boil, proximity kept the fire at high. “No more intimidation by snogging. No more walking around almost naked. I. Expect. You. To. Behave.”
“Does my state of undress offend your sense of morality, beast?” Smirked Snape, pushing to remove Remus' hand that was pinning him.
“Keep on with that charade and you might get surprised by my sense of morality.”
“You are a hypocrite, Lupin.”
“Me? And what about you? Small advice, Severus - next time if you want to intimidate... know your victim first.” Hissed Remus, pushing back against struggling Severus.
“I don’t need to know you more than I already do, Lupin. A bit of skin a snog and you’re up the wall... “
Remus laughed again, pressing harder on Snape’s collarbones with his forearm. He moved his head close, inhaling the smell of citrus and almonds and purred venomously in Snape’s ear.
“I’d say you are the one ‘up the wall’ at the moment.” He struggled with his conflicting needs - one to snog Snape until he couldn’t resist temptation, other to strangle the life out of Severus. “For your information, Severus - I’m gay.”
Well, at least that cat is out of the bag.
It all happened in a blink of an eye. Snape pushed hard, shoving him off and backing away a few paces, wand in hand. The words were just a gargle of intangible letters. Remus watched shock, anger, frustration and fear mixed with sadness shift over Severus' face.
He could only watch as Severus retreated, walking backwards and shaking his head.
The slam of the room’s door vibrated with the resonant certainty.
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