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Car Crash Lovers & Angry Sunsets	By : jessebarbieheart Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1711 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of her delicious characters. Though I wish I could, I will never make proffit from this lovely fic.

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One Day, Maybe We'll Make It

Somehow, during the course of the day, Remus had managed to fall asleep. He lay sprawled on the couch in front of the television, bored out of his mind. A good sleep did him well, though. When he woke up to Padfoot lapping at his cheek, it was like his mood had increased a hundred percent. He actually felt a little bit happy. The smell of a home-cooked meal and the fact that he wasn't making it was doing well to lighten his spirits.

Slowly, he rose up and gave the dog a pat on the head. He was a good animal. Padfoot followed him as he crossed to the kitchen. Snape was the only one there, frying something that looked like chicken on the stove. He didn't turn or even acknowledge that Remus was there. But the two were very aware of each other's presence.

The awkward, tense silence continued a good five minutes. The only thing to break it was the entrance of Sirius. The only thing the two of them had in common. And he was grinning from ear-to-ear, like he was a little boy with a special surprise. But the smile was not for Remus as he'd hoped for some reason. The man made his way straight to his husband, kissing him long and full. Bile rose again into Remus' throat, instantly turning his mood sour again. Something in him just...didn't like this affection between the two. It wasn't the fact that they were gay. That he could have cared less about. What was really getting to him was the fact that he thought he knew these two well enough in the past. It still shocked him to see that they could change so rapidly. It was wrong; so wrong it made him physically ill to see it.

Eyes narrowed, he turned and left the room.

Remus wasn't too sure what he was running from. It could have been a number of things. What he suspected was that he didn't even want to understand what was going through his mind. Didn't even want to start thinking about it. That scared him the most, really.

All these thoughts running through his head weren't healthy.

"Sev is going to a meeting tonight. That'll give us some time to...catch up."

Startled, Remus turned and looked at Sirius in the doorway. He still looked so...happy. Not cocky, brooding, or smug. Just happy, the exact opposite of what he himself was feeling right now. "Yeah...yeah, alright. Sure."

"Don't act so excited." Sirius sat down in an armchair, grabbing the remote and flipping to the news. "Remus, I'd like for you to lose that frown. It's giving you wrinkles."

"You're so queer."

Sirius looked up with ice in his eyes. Just like that, he was back to the vengeful little boy Remus knew and loved him to be. It brought a smile to his lips, despite the situation. "You think that's funny?" Sirius snapped, standing and crossing to his old friend. His arms were crossed, eyes narrowed dangerously as he came intimidatingly close. "Do you have something more to say on the subject, Remus? Because at this point, you're heading towards a very dark place. I wasn't angry at you before, but I sure as hell am now. Do it. Say something else."

Just like back in school, Remus found himself fearing Sirius with admiration. He had a hint of a smile still on his face, but at the same time his heart was pounding horridly. It was such a thrill. Just like old times.

As they stood there like that, a smirk grew onto Sirius' face. He eventually chuckled, taking the last step forward to punch his friend in the shoulder lightly. "Watch your mouth, Lupin. My husband and I are both quite vengeful."

It took a moment for Remus to smile, but when he did it was genuine. He found himself even laughing a little bit.

Just like old times.

"You're harmless. Deep down, you wouldn't hurt a fly. And Snape... Well, he's not exactly a bodybuilder." Remus' smile turned into a grin as he chided Sirius again. It felt so good. Despite all of the hate and hurt he had held for years, this felt right again. He was ready to forgive and forget now.

With a small chuckle and a shake of his head, Sirius stepped back and nodded towards the kitchen. "Well...my non-bodybuilder has made dinner for us. Let's eat?" He turned and disappeared into the other room with nothing more than a lingering chortle.

Remus would have followed that sound anywhere. It was almost hypnotic in its reverie. He stumbled after Sirius, grinning like a total idiot. When he sat at the table, it was like the third man wasn't even there. He only had eyes for the one he knew best.

They all ate in silence, but it wasn't awkward. They just didn't feel the need to speak. It was nice to just sit and enjoy being quiet for once. No fighting, and absolutely no worrying. It had been awhile since life had been like this. With Nymphadora, things were always a bit rocky. The stress made him cranky and tense all the time. Being away from her for this short while was already relaxing him. This didn't exactly help his case for staying with her. He felt bad about it, but feeling this serene was nice.

After dinner was cleared and the dishes clean, Severus left for his meeting. Sirius and Remus were again alone, and they found it very easy to reconnect. In no time, the two of them were sipping on fine wine and joking around. Just like nothing had ever happened between them.

"Remus, all jokes aside...I'm quite grateful to your wife."

It was the first time Nymphadora had been brought up all night. Remus wasn't all too sure how he felt about that. It brought him down a little bit, actually. He swilled the liquid in his glass a little bit before responding, then nodded slowly. "Why would that be...?"

Sirius took his time in answering as well. There was a deep furrow to his brow as he thought. He must have been trying very hard to say the right thing. In the end, though, it still brought a twitch to his friend's temple. "She forced you to talk to me. Without her, I'm sure you never would have thought to give me a second chance. Also...your unwanted child will make a great addition to our big, empty home. Though why you would want to give her up is beyond me. You always loved children, Remus. At least, that is the vibe you put off."

Remus sighed, setting down his glass with a little more power than intended. "Don't think you know me, Sirius. You haven't been in my life for seventeen years." In the quiet after his words, he thought over what he had said and felt he needed to add onto it. "I do like children. I want children of my own, even. It's just that at this moment, Dora and I can't really afford a baby. We can't even afford to keep our power on some months. The cost of medical expenses alone would cripple us. So, it saddens me to have to give our baby away to someone else, but what can I really do about it? Just by the look of your house, I can already tell that you will give her a better life than I could ever dream of."

There was no warning to the returning action. Sirius flung himself at Remus, hugging him haphazardly. He didn't say a word, just held his friend tightly, as if that would fix everything. The other man didn't know what to do, so he just sat there, eyes wide. A part of him wanted to hug back and try to find some solace for his feelings. But the rest of him shouted obscenities, wanting to beat this man to a pulp for wanting to take something he so dearly loved. Since he couldn't decide which emotion overcame the other, he merely sat there.

After a while, Sirius got back his senses and backed off slowly. He didn't stray far, though. Remaining sitting next to Remus, the man muttered softly, "I don't want to steal your child from you, Remus. But I am happy to give her a better life."

Everything was eerily silent after that. Neither of the men knew what to say because they didn't want to reveal anything more personal about themselves at this time.

"How about some dessert? Hm?" Sirius was the first one to break into the solitude, standing and corking the wine. They'd had enough for the night. "I have some ice cream in the freezer. Come help yourself." He headed back into the kitchen, leaving the other to stew for a few moments.

Remus' head was now filled with all of those worries again. He felt a stress headache coming on and pressed his fingers deep into his temples to stop the throbbing. He just wished things could be easier. But since they couldn't...ice cream sounded pretty nice.

"Hey, Remus? Remember when we were in school? We had that ice cream social at the end of eighth year, right? Do you remember how we took our ice cream and smeared it over Peter's face? Told him it would help clear that awful acne he had? He must've sat like that for two hours at least before some teacher corrected him. And by that time...well, it dried and looked like someone blew a load all over his pudgy face." Sirius smiled but the light didn't really touch his eyes. He was over-thinking things now. "That boy was so easy to pick on... Poor kid..."

Remus gave a nod and pulled a couple bowls down from where he had seen them before. "He was a good kid." He watched as the other scooped frozen vanilla into the dishes, a single tear falling down his cheek. He feels so responsible... Gently, Remus placed a hand on his shoulder to console him. "Hey..." Bravely, he reached up to wipe away the tear. "Do you have whipped cream?"

They both laughed for reasons they didn't even know. "Yeah, it's in the fridge. Spray can in the door," Sirius said, shaking his head and pulling out spoons for their ice cream.

With a smile, Remus pulled the can out of the refrigerator. He walked over, uncapping it and spraying a little onto each portion. When he was finished, though, he didn't stop. He brought it up to his friend's face and replaced his tears with a spray of cream on his cheek.

It took a moment for Sirius to even react. He merely stared up at the other, eyes wide and unsure of what to do with himself. A slow, creaking noise came out of his throat, but otherwise there were no words. It was like he was completely frozen. Therefore, Remus took that opportunity to be spontaneous. He didn't even think before making his next move. Slowly, he leaned forward and ran a stripe with his tongue through the sugary topping.

Somehow it tasted sweeter to him than any dessert he'd ever had before.

This was why he backed away quickly, hitting the wall with a hollow thud. He had hoped this would be a good way to escape. Unfortunately, he didn't anticipate Sirius following him. The man came close, pressing up to him, searching his eyes for any sort of meaning he could find. Now, Remus wasn't exactly sure what sort of vibes he was putting off. But whatever they were, Sirius must have found assurance in them.

Next he knew, a foreign pair of lips was crushing his own. What surprised him the most about it, however, was that he found himself kissing back like his life depended on it.

Somehow, it did feel that way. He was worried if he removed himself from this amazing man, he would never be able to breathe again. It scared him how alright he was with this feeling.

The men moaned simultaneous, rushing to get their heated bodies to make closer contact. In a matter of seconds, shirts were torn open and pants unbuttoned. All caution was being thrown to the wind, being replaced by stilted breath and aching erections.

"S-Sirius... Sirius, hold on. We really ne-"

"Sh...," Sirius whispered, placing a finger over Remus' inflamed lips. He didn't want words to get into this moment and mess everything up. It felt so perfect just as it was. Why change it with a few questions? It was better to just slowly push them towards the living room couch, fondling him just enough to cloud his eyes.

Everything about their nasty deed was sloppy. The two of them wrestled out of their clothes, groping like risky teenagers. They fell onto the cushions and Sirius took no time at all in beginning to prep him. His fingers worked expertly, rough at first but gentle and probing as he got more into it. Remus was very hesitant about this whole thing, but it all felt so good he couldn't say 'stop'. His whole body felt like it was on fire. It was the best, most passionate experience he had ever. Nymphadora didn't have magic fingers like those so deep inside of him right now. "More...I need more...," he panted, covering his eyes because he was already seeing stars.

With a wolfish grin, Sirius pulled his fingers out, moving to replace them with something much bigger. "Be careful what you ask for, Remus," he chuckled. They fell over the edge of reason with one single thrust, screams and grunts of pleasure and pain mixing together deliciously.

It didn't take long for their mess to be visibly sinful. There was more pent up sexual energy between the two than either of them realized. And when they finally did burst, it was like an absolute explosion. Literally. The two of them couldn't even move in the end, covered in each other's various fluids. They didn't even try to leave the embrace they had on that couch, lying in each other's arms, completely blissed out.

This was perfect.

"Remus...this was wrong...," Sirius finally muttered, playing with his sexual partner's chest hair. He didn't sound like he regretted anything. But there was a definite sad tone to his voice.

With a shake of his head, Remus dislodged the other man from him by sitting up. "Yeah...that was way out of hand. We, uh, we need to...to never do that again. So...so stop kissing me."

Sirius frowned, grabbing for his clothing and slipping them on. "You do know that you started it, right?"

"Actually, you started it, Sirius. Seventeen years ago."

Immediately, Sirius' face hardened as he rounded on the man. He wiped a stream of cum off his chest, discarding onto a tissue with a vengeance. "Are you seriously bringing that up again? Remus, I thought we were past that. I had hoped, at least."

Where the other was angry, Remus was grinning like a fool. He teasingly pushed Sirius' shoulder to try and get him to lighten up. "You don't remember anything from that night, do you?" He took a moment to laugh at a past memory. "Before you left that night you...you kissed me."

Sirius stared at him, dumbfounded. Obviously, no, he didn't remember ever having done such a thing. A panicked look crossed his face, causing him to have to sit down. "You're joking. Fuck, Remus... Look, it doesn't matter, alright? We can't ever do this again. You need to go back to Tonks. She's your wife. And Severus is my husband. We can't betray them over some boyish lust. It's best to forget anything ever happened."

"Right... Right, you're absolutely right." Remus redressed as well, hiding the hurt in his eyes. He wasn't sure why he was so alright with what had happened. He hadn't felt like this since he was a boy. Just like an inexperienced teenager, he was bashful and his heart was racing faster than he assumed was normal. How had he gone from hating this man to whole-heartedly loving him in the matter of a single day? It was unreal. It was definitely not normal. And it was making him a little bit scared for his future.

"Yeah, this was juvenile. Nothing happened at all. Come on, our ice cream is melted so we should probably try to salvage at least a little bit of it."

A/N: I know it's been a long time since my last update! It took me a long time to write this chapter because I wasn't exactly sure of what direction I was going in. So hopefully it turned out well! Let me know what you think and hit me up with them reviews!
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