‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  Remus relaxed, leaning back on his elbows and watched gently for a while, the firelight warming Sirius' features with a fine glow, softening his sharper angles into supple grecian marble. He was so achingly beautiful. Obviously everybody knew that, Sirius's beauty wasn't just for Remus, but sometimes it felt like it was. It had nothing to do with wanting Sirius, then, it was something much more. It drove Remus crazy.