[fic] morning after

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dogdaysofsummer: day 03, prompt

morning after, g, 115 words


They only make one plate for breakfast after a full moon. Remus is too weak to want a big plate, and Sirius is fraught with worry- he never keeps anything down. It’s just as well, neither one of them have enough to be feasting every morning.

Sirius eats the beans first, while Remus’ fork goes right for the sausage. They eat in silence, Sirius levitating the cup of tea (just as Remus likes it, not enough sugar and too much milk) to Remus’ side of the table. A piece of buttered toast for them both, and they split the egg.

Sirius looks away when Remus bites into the tomato, his mouth a little too red.

Comments

[bnh.livejournal.com]

oh, boys. lovely.

[notworthy.livejournal.com]

thank you.

[melandry.livejournal.com]

The adorable rightness of how each knows what the other wants to eat off the one plate is making me grin. And the last line is great. Just go for it, Sirius!

[notworthy.livejournal.com]

:) thanks.

[expositionary.livejournal.com]

Oh, lovely -- a little sad and a little sweet at the same time. :)

[notworthy.livejournal.com]

thanks. :)