another word for home
written for day 11 of november for @wolfstarmicrofic with the prompt "sweater"
508 words of wolfstar being in love with each other
Remus had many sweaters. Some patterned, some solid color. Others cropped- he liked wearing these to make Sirius blush- and others oversized. Many of them were in muted neutral tones, but there was the occasional one in a bright color. Most of them were in one piece, with the exception of a couple that had rips and tears in them.
Sirius loved all of them, and he had the mind to steal some of them when Remus wasn’t looking. He loved wearing them to bed, wearing them when cuddling, wearing them whenever they were doing anything really. They just smelled like Moony, and that was enough for Sirius. The sweaters were just as much as Sirius’ as they were Moonys’ now.
Coming home from work one day, Remus kicked off his shoes and started undoing his tie on his way to the couch, where he was pretty sure Sirius was. Sirius had the day off and he told Remus his big plans for the day were ‘fulfilling the needs of a couch potato’ which meant catching up on his television show and eating baked goods.
Remus unbuttoned the first few buttons of his dress shirt and rolled up the sleeves. He removed his tie along with his belt and leaned forward to press a kiss to Sirius’ head.
“Hello baby,” Remus whispered, sinking down into the couch cushions next to Sirius.
Sirius had on a sweater, one of Remus’s in fact. Remus absolutely loved the look of Sirius in his sweaters, there was just something about it that did it for Remus. Seeing the love of his life wear his comfort items was such a heartwarming sight for Remus.
“Hey Rem,” Sirius replied back. He slumped down next to Remus, letting his head drop on his firm shoulder. “How was work?”
Sighing, Remus scooted closer to Sirius and intertwined their hands together underneath the sleeves. Since Remus was taller and a bit longer limb wise than Remus, the sweaters always swallowed him whole. “It was work,” he squeezed his husband's hands, “but I’m glad to be home now.”
Sirius made a hmmm sound, because he too, was glad that Remus was home. He picked up his head slightly and pressed a kiss to Remus’ neck, lingering there a bit longer than necessary. Deciding he was too far away from him, Remus scooped Sirius up in his arms and hoisted him onto his lap. He stopped mid-grab at the realization that Sirius didn’t have bottoms on, but only boxers.
Remus pretended to not let it bother him, but it did something to him, warming him from the inside out.
Sirius straddled Remus, his legs on either side of his Moony and laid his head on Moonys' chest. He breathed in the scent of Moony and let out a warm exhale. This would never fail to make Sirius warm, never fail to make Sirius high on Remus, never fail to realize that home wasn't a place as they would say. But home wasn't just a person either.
Home was Remus.
i LOVE sweaters and so this was so fun to write tehehe. i love grandpa sweater wearing remus, he is the bane of my existence.
-a.s.
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tomorrow will officially be Charlie Spring and Georgia warr season, i just know they were whispering to their grandpa sweaters "it's almost time" every morning since september first.
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Remus’s animagi isn’t a wolf (he was forced to become one). Some people think it’s a ginger cat BUT i want to share what i think he would be.
I think Remus would be a bear, right. Very cuddly, displayed as soft and cute, but can fight and can be dangerous. Also bears are associated with honey, Remus likes chocolate… same thing?
Tell me what you think, also bears have colour pallets of like black, brown, beige etc and Remus loves grandpa sweaters with the same colour pallet??
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