Title: Sweet Nothings

Author: tarotgal

Fandom: Harry Potter post-Hogwarts Marauders Era

Rating: PG

Pairing: Remus/Sirius

Warnings: So sweet and sugary that you might need a trip to the dentist after reading this.

Disclaimer: I really wish they were my puppies. I'd huggle them and cuddle them and torture them... er, but they're probably glad they actually belong to JKR and I get no money for this.

Summary: Sirius needs some love. Or is it the other way around?

Notes: Written over a few hours (on and off, of course) for Tina, who requested some puppy sweetness and, more importantly, needs and deserves some! *HUGS* I wish I could do more for you.

 

 

Sweet Nothings

 

     "Had an absolutely ghastly day today," Sirius said the moment he stepped through the door to the flat. "I got rotten marks on my stealth exam, and couldn't even use my animagus form to try to raise them." He locked the door behind him and hung his cloak on the hook by the door. "Then I got chewed out by Moody at the Order meeting for something or other. He's always on my back." He headed down the hallway, going straight for Remus' bedroom instead of his own. "Then the line at the apothecary was so damned long I nearly died of boredom. And all those scents gave me a bad headache." He flopped down onto the bed with a sigh. "I really need some loving, Moony."

 

     Remus looked sympathetic. Then he cupped one hand over the lower half of his face. "ehhhChoo! hehhhTChooo!" Luckily, that free hand had a thick handkerchief covering it. And, luckily, it was dry enough still to allow him to blow his nose several times so he didn't sound quite so stuffy. "Sorry, Padfoot. You can complain about your day all you like but I don't think I'm exactly the right person to be giving you cuddles and kisses right now." He sniffled into the hanky, then refolded it and cupped it over his nose and mouth again. "hehh..." He waited on the edge a moment, taking tiny, silent breaths in. Then, finally, sneezed again. "EHHTChhhh!" He frowned, using himself in this condition as all the explanation that was needed.

 

     "Awww, Moony," Sirius said, bending an arm and using it as a pillow as he rolled onto his side. Sirius' free hand tugged Remus' away from his face, then traced an invisible squiggle on Remus' chest. Remus barely acknowledged it. "You're always so good at taking care of me. You always know just what I need and how to give it to me. It's your gift."

 

     "Yes, well... hehh... ehhh-HIHShhhhh! Sniff!" He rubbed his nose into the now damp hanky. "Well right now my gift is sneezing so you're not going to get very far looking for sex with me."

 

     "Pshtt!" Sirius said, waving his hand dismissively. "Not looking for sex right now..." Remus' eyebrows rose. "Okay, I certainly wouldn't say no to sex, but that's not what I was after." He leaned closer and fit his face into the spot between shoulder and jawbone. His nose tickled Remus' neck, and lips soothed the tickle before it could irritate. "I just want someone to hold me and whisper sweet nothings in my ear."

 

     "hehh-CHTTTT!" Remus sneezed, the force throwing him up off the bed a tad even though he was trying to stifle the sneeze unsuccessfully. Instead of lying back down and risking hitting Sirius' face, Remus sat up more and switched handkerchiefs.

 

     Sirius pulled back, studying Remus' face with worry. Then a smile grew upon his face. "Well, it's not what I expected but that works, too."

 

     Remus narrowed his eyes down at Sirius. "What?"

 

     Sirius reached up and eased Remus back down. "That sneeze. That sneezy head cold you have."

 

     "What are you talkig about?" asked Remus, getting more and more confused by the moment. He blew his nose.

 

     "Well, this situation is kind of comforting in its familiarity. You sick and me snuggling with you in bed." Sirius gave Remus' cheek a kiss.

 

     Remus chuckled. "You keep that up and you're going to catch my head cold from me." He eyed Sirius. "There's something familiar, too." Sirius chuckled, nodding in agreement. "But even so, my sneezes are hardly sweet nothings."

 

     With a shrug, "Oh, I don't know about that. There's plenty of romantic things to say." He pulled the blanket folded at the foot of the bed up to their shoulders, then snuggled up against Remus' side. "How about... I'll blow your nose if you blow mine? Or I want to be your hot water bottle?"

 

     "Sirius!" Remus said, laughing again. He paused momentarily for another sneeze "hahhh-Chihhh!" then continued on. "Those are dot sweet dothigs. Sniff! Sniiiiiiffff! If ady... adythig... oh bugger!" He rubbed violently at his nose, sniffling madly.

 

     "Wait," said Sirius, rolling over and grabbing a few tissues from the box on the nightstand. He pulled out his wand and uttered a softening spell on them. Then he cupped them to Remus' nose. "Here. Blow."

 

     Remus blew thoroughly, then continued, not smiling any more as he rubbed his nose against the tissues. "If anything, those sound like cheesy pick-up lines, Sirius. Hardly sweet endearments."

 

     "Hmmm..." Sirius tossed the tissues over the side of the bed, into the trash bag there for that very purpose. "You may be right. So what about if I call you my hot snugglebuns when you're feverish? Or my sexy snotty--"

 

     "Merlin, Padfoot!" Remus laughed heartily, his whole body shaking. "In no way could the word 'snotty' possibly be..." His face fell, and he rushed his words. "Be sweet." Then he turned his head and covered his nose. "hehh-Chhhhh! hahhhShuhhh! Sniff!"

 

     Sirius already had tissues on hand, and Remus blew his nose again as part of the comfortable routine. "Okay," Sirius said, getting back to the discussion as quickly as possible, before Remus could dwell on how he felt again. "What if I just say you look just as handsome to my eyes when you're sick as you do normally? Or that I love an excuse to come home and jump right into bed with you?"

 

     Remus smiled sheepishly.

 

     But Sirius was not done. He slid one arm under Remus' neck and wrapped the other around his body, hugging tightly. Then he took a deep breath and let it out with a contented sigh. "Or that all it takes to make me feel better after a bloody awful day is to see you smile like that."

 

     Remus' smile grew to hear that. He hugged back with a cuddling sort of squeeze and kissed Sirius' cheek.

 

     Sirius smiled back and asked playfully, "So what were you saying earlier about not being in the mood for cuddles and kisses?" Even though it made Remus sniffle, Sirius rubbed his nose against Remus' affectionately the way they did when in wolf and dog form.

 

     "Don't know what I was thinking," Remus muttered, sniffling but nuzzling back.