2 Works by twiigs
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Really, they don’t need to speak at all. Sirius has no idea where his father finds his drivers, but from experience he assumes it's the same place he found his wife: the depths of Hell. The fact that this one is quite good looking, actually, doesn't mean he's not a fucking psychopath.
But then, maybe Sirius shouldn’t cast stones, all things considered.
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“I was looking for Advil, Moony. Why the fuck do you have this?”
He rattles the bottle in the air, holding it up to Remus’ face so he can see exactly what he’s talking about. He’s not sure what he’d been expecting, but Remus barely even reacts.
He holds Sirius’ gaze, expression unreadable, and he says, “I’m not using again.” Point blank.
Sirius studies his face, trying to decide whether or not he believes him. Remus is hard to read, sometimes.