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Okay, okay, so I totally was going to do all the drabbles in order, but I was bored in the tub and the first thing that came to me was "OMG REMUS/SIRIUS WEEE!" So, uh.
Here's
ohlovelyy's "James finds out" fic.
Title: (lame but) James Doesn't Know
Summary: :D
Rating: PG-13 for sexual references and bad language.
Pairing: Remus/Sirius
This is actually less of a drabble and more of a short oneshot but w/e.
Remus’ head was spinning and his heart was racing and his palms were sweaty because ohmerlinohmerlinohmerlinohmerlin James was about to come upstairs from the common room and enter his dorm and he was in no way decent.
Farthest word from ‘decent,’ actually. As in, ‘completely naked on top of an equally completely naked Sirius. On James’ bed.’
“Oh bloody buggering fuck, we’re in James’ bed, he’s going to kill us!” Sirius half-whispered, half-screamed girlishly, while grabbing his pants and shirt and dragging himself to Remus’ bed.
“Like the fact that we’re completely naked and in the horizontal position without James’ knowledge of the situation isn’t going to make him want to kill us already, Sirius.”
Sirius smirked, still dragging his mountain of belongings across the room. “I wasn’t aware James needed to be ‘notified’ of when we’re feeling a bit randy and want to -“
“I meant the fact that it is YOU and ME, Sirius!” Remus replied snappishly, becoming increasingly aggravated. “Who are not only his best friends, but his STRAIGHT best friends. Who like GIRLS. And stop standing in front of the door like that, you don’t want to give him an even bigger heart attack!”
Sirius rolled his eyes, turning away from the door to face Remus. “Listen, Moony. One day we’re just going to have to go up to James and say, mate, we are not only gay, but gay with each other. Constantly, in every position and on every available surface. And I’m sure James will calmly reply with -“
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?” James screeched dramatically, his eyes quickly darting from his bed, to Moony holding his pillow to guard himself, to Sirius awkwardly exposed in the walking position aimed at Moony’s bed, and then back again.
Remus cleared his throat. “Well, James, you see…”
“Oh dear Merlin, not my BED!” he cried out in anguish, and then promptly fell to the floor.
It was silent for a moment, the only sound heard being James’ desperate struggle for breath.
Sirius turned to Moony and, plastering a smile on his face, calmly said, “See, Moony, I told you he’d be more upset about the bed.”
Here's
ohlovelyy's "James finds out" fic.
Title: (lame but) James Doesn't Know
Summary: :D
Rating: PG-13 for sexual references and bad language.
Pairing: Remus/Sirius
This is actually less of a drabble and more of a short oneshot but w/e.
Remus’ head was spinning and his heart was racing and his palms were sweaty because ohmerlinohmerlinohmerlinohmerlin James was about to come upstairs from the common room and enter his dorm and he was in no way decent.
Farthest word from ‘decent,’ actually. As in, ‘completely naked on top of an equally completely naked Sirius. On James’ bed.’
“Oh bloody buggering fuck, we’re in James’ bed, he’s going to kill us!” Sirius half-whispered, half-screamed girlishly, while grabbing his pants and shirt and dragging himself to Remus’ bed.
“Like the fact that we’re completely naked and in the horizontal position without James’ knowledge of the situation isn’t going to make him want to kill us already, Sirius.”
Sirius smirked, still dragging his mountain of belongings across the room. “I wasn’t aware James needed to be ‘notified’ of when we’re feeling a bit randy and want to -“
“I meant the fact that it is YOU and ME, Sirius!” Remus replied snappishly, becoming increasingly aggravated. “Who are not only his best friends, but his STRAIGHT best friends. Who like GIRLS. And stop standing in front of the door like that, you don’t want to give him an even bigger heart attack!”
Sirius rolled his eyes, turning away from the door to face Remus. “Listen, Moony. One day we’re just going to have to go up to James and say, mate, we are not only gay, but gay with each other. Constantly, in every position and on every available surface. And I’m sure James will calmly reply with -“
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?” James screeched dramatically, his eyes quickly darting from his bed, to Moony holding his pillow to guard himself, to Sirius awkwardly exposed in the walking position aimed at Moony’s bed, and then back again.
Remus cleared his throat. “Well, James, you see…”
“Oh dear Merlin, not my BED!” he cried out in anguish, and then promptly fell to the floor.
It was silent for a moment, the only sound heard being James’ desperate struggle for breath.
Sirius turned to Moony and, plastering a smile on his face, calmly said, “See, Moony, I told you he’d be more upset about the bed.”