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Doodles on the corner of my paper

Summary:

Remus is trying to do homework and Sirius is distracting him by doodling on his papers.

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Yayy!!! My first Wolfstar fic!!!

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Remus is lying on his stomach on his bed with papers and notebooks scattered around him.

He was writing a paper for potions class that the teacher had handed out to the class last minute. The assignment wasn’t that bad. It was slightly tedious but other than that, it wasn’t hard. It should take only an hour. Or at least it would only be taking an hour if Sirius wasn’t distracting him! It’s now been 2 and a half hours and Remus is only halfway through the assignment.

Sirius, his best friend, his crush, keeps grabbing at his paper and doodling on it while he was trying to work! “Stop it.” Remus says through his teeth with irritation as he swats at Sirius’ hand. Sirius being the drama queen he is, gasps and pouts every time Remus smacks his hand.

Remus rolls his eyes at him as he pulls the paper away. His eyes move to the corner of the page where a new drawing has been added.

This one was of a wolf howling at the moon. Remus can’t help but huff out a small chuckle at how ironic the drawing was.

He sees Sirius move a hand towards his paper again and Remus sends him a glare, holding the paper closer to himself. Sirius’s hand slowly backs off, but Remus knows it’s not permanent.

Not even ten minutes later Remus is so absorbed in trying to complete the assignment that he doesn’t see when Sirius grabs ahold of his paper again, until suddenly it’s being ripped away just before his pencil can touch the paper again.

Remus groans and lets his head fall onto the bed, feeling ready to just give up and go to sleep. It was already past 11:00pm. He was tired and just wanted to finish his homework.

He reaches his hand out, his face still on the bed, and feels his hand land on the paper, but before he can snatch it back, Sirius has grabbed his hand.

Remus’ head shots up as he feels Sirius’ cold hand against his own warm skin.

“What are you doing?” Remus can’t help but ask as his heart starts beating a mile a minute.

“Drawing on your paper.” Sirius responds with an obvious tone of duh in his answer.

“I need that paper back Sirius.” Remus says for the millionth time, as if this time is going to go better than the last ones.

“Hmmm.” Sirius says, feigning deep thought “no.”

With a sigh Remus gives up on his paper. Sirius clearly wasn’t going to stop drawing it and Remus could really use some sleep right about now.

With a tired groan he moves to get up and lift the covers of his bed, before flopping down on his stomach as he slips under the blanket.

“Awe Moony you’re not going to bed already are you? It’s only 11:00.”

“It’s not only 11:00. It’s already 11:00.” Remus responds as his voice becomes thick with sleep as he closes his eyes.

“But Moonyyyyy.” Sirius whines.

“Go to sleep.” Remus said, not bothering to open his eyes as he makes a shooing motion at Sirius.

Even with his eyes closed Remus can tell Sirius is giving him puppy dog eyes and pouting his lip.

Remus is already halfway to being asleep when he feels the covers lift and he opens his eyes with a squawk as he sees Sirius getting under his covers.

“What are you doing?!” Remus asks, panicked.

Sirius looks up at him as if he had just asked the stupidest question known to man.

“You said go to sleep.” Sirius says, getting himself more comfortable on the bed. “So I’m going to sleep.”

“Wha- that’s not- a-“ Remus says intelligently, sitting up as he tries to comprehend what’s going on.

“Shhhh. Go to sleep.” Sirius says with a cocky smile on his face as he closes his eyes.

Remus opened his mouth, wanting to give Sirius a sassy retort but quickly stopped as a wave of exhaustion washed over him. Fine. If this was going to make Sirius be quiet and stop bothering him then he could deal with it.

Slowly he lies back down and ignores the blush that starts to form all over his face at how close he is to Sirius.

He could feel the other boy’s body heat from their proximity.

Taking a deep breath Remus tries not to think about the boy beside him whose breath was now becoming deep and even. He tries not to think about how he’ll have to scramble in the morning to finish his homework in time for class, and he tries not to think about how the other boys will react when they see Remus and Sirius in the same bed, as he lets sleep take him.