( In which Sirius is more interested in the sarcastic and sassy librarian than the books )

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"Why are we here?" Sirius questioned his brother.

Regulus hummed softly under his breath, four books clutched under his arm as they headed towards the city library with the sun's rays falling down on them and the streets busy even on a Saturday.

"To return these books," Regulus told him.

"As if I couldn't figure that out," Sirius said sarcastically. "These are history books and you'll probably stay there for like two hours to complete your project. What am I supposed to do?"

"Dance naked for all I care," his brother said, rolling his eyes.

"So eloquent," Sirius said, sarcasm dripping from his words.

They reached the glass gates to the library and Regulus pushed one open, letting Sirius enter before closing it. The young Black looked around, smiling and waving at the people there who were, like him, regular here. He walked over to the history books section, smiling at the old lady behind the counter who greeted him happily.

Sirius sighed as he was left alone. He looked around him and saw that everyone was staring at him. Blinking, he looked down at his skinny black jeans and grey t-shirt which had a logo of One Direction on it and realised how weird he must look right now. He definitely didn't seem like a boy who liked to study.

"Excuse me? Could you please move, I have to pass...."

Sirius stepped aside and saw the owner of the voice, a boy with ruddy sandly blonde curls, with his face hidden behind a huge stack of books, standing behind him. He moved behind the counter, placing the books there and looked down at Sirius.

Sirius thought those were the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. His eyes were amber, pure amber. They glittered in the late afternoon sunlight, and his smile just made them better.

"Well, good afternoon," he said, and Sirius assumed he was a librarian here, because he started checking off the register to mark out the books some people must have ordered. "Can I help you? Any specific books?"

"Uh, I- I just," Sirius stuttered, and mentally kicked himself. Can't you form a proper sentence, you idiot? It was hard to do that, because the pretty librarian was staring at him with an amused look. Sirius took a deep breath. "I was here with my brother. He's off in the history section."

"Ah," the librarian said, nodding. "You reminded me of someone. Regulus Black's brother, I assume."

"Yeah, Sirius," Sirius said, and belatedly realised that he should shake the guy's hand.

"Remus Lupin," Remus said with a smile, shaking his hand. "No offence, but is your whole family obsessed with astronomy?"

"You can say that," laughed Sirius, feeling easy now. He leaned against the counter casually. "Andromeda, Bellatrix, Sirius, Regulus, Orion, Vulpecula, Cygnus, you name it. And now, is your family obsessed with Roman names?"

Remus chuckled. "My mum is Italian, so you can say that. Her middle name was Diana, Artemis's Roman equivalent."

They talked for perhaps an hour, or two, Sirius couldn't be sure when Remus's gorgeous amber eyes were staring into his and he was laughing. During that time, Sirius had somehow came to sitting on the counter to look Remus in the eye, to argue with dignity about whether hens came first or eggs. He had also figured out that the young librarian had sarcasm and sass filled in every fucking inch of his (rather admirable) body.

Sirius also came to know that Remus was also a student of architecture and loved reading, which was why he took up the job of a librarian. Sirius had also nicknamed him Moony because he was a nyctophile. And, in return, Remus named him Padfoot because Sirius loved dogs.

Too soon, the library was closing up and Regulus was dragging Sirius out of the place, with his elder brother still shouting, "Moony! I'm telling you, hens came first! They shagged and made more hens!"

"Darling, you need eggs for hens!" Remus was yelling back.

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Sirius and Remus had now fell into a habit of meeting each other. When Sirius was tired of uni work, he'd just take a stroll to the library and chat up with Remus. They exchanged puny jokes, stupid debating topics and sometimes, Remus told him a dialogue or quote he'd liked from a book.

Today, though, Sirius was just going to enter the library when he saw a blond girl kissing Remus's cheek before running out of the library, and Sirius had stood there for a whole ten minutes, realising that he did not know if Remus was interested in boys. That could be his fucking girlfriend!

He gathered up some courage and chatted with Remus like usual, but tgen he stupidly blurted out: "Was that your girlfriend?"

Remus stared at him like he was crazy. Then he started laughing. "The blond? Marlene?" Sirius nodded. "Dude, her girlfriend would kill me. She's just a friend, working in that coffee shop with her girlfriend." Remus gestured towards the door, and Sirius turned just in time to see the blonde kissing a dark-skinned girl.

"Oh," was all he said.

Remus burst out laughing again, and Sirius decided that his loved that laugh. If he could, he would have spent years listening to that voice and never stop. He would have.

Because, damn, he was in love.

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Sirius decided to do it. He would be a man and head up to Remus tell him everything he felt for the guy. He was going to do that today.

But his way of confessing his feelings was pretty weird, and a typical-Sirius style. Firstly, he took a thin book from there and then returned the next day, with a note tucked inside it. He headed up to Remus, and kept the book at the counter. Remus opened the first page to put a stamp on it, but saw a note. Sirius carefully pretended to be casual as he started whistling and looked around.

Remus's eyebrows shot up as he read the note:

202-555-0104
There's a new café at Miller road, wanna check it up? P. S. Not as friends.
-S xoxo

Remus's lips quirked up. He turned over the note, and scribbled it down, keeping it on the counter. He turned down, pretending to find a book and Sirius hastened to read the note:

212-453-0193
What makes you say I wouldn't? P. S. Never liked you as a friend darling ;)
-R xoxo

Sirius's jaw fell open, and he looked up at Remus, who was struggling not to laugh, and failing miserably at it. Shaking his head, he grabbed the front of Remus's t-shirt, forcing the taller boy to bend as Sirius pressed his lips against Remus's.

"You're gonna be the death of me, Mr. Moony," Sirius breathed out, chucking when they pulled away for air, their foreheads pressed against one another's.

"Why, you've to stay alive for this date, Mr. Padfoot," Remus winked back, and Sirius laughed as they kissed again, wondering how weirdly they had started.

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A/N: my babies. This was my first gay one shot, so don't hate me if it was weird. And -marvabell- consider this as a belated b'day gift. You're one of the biggest wolfstar shippers to ever exist lol. And yes, there was tiny sprinkle of Dorlene here. I think I should try them next, but we'll see. Take care and stay safe.

Love,
~Aurora♡