When you walked up to your police car Remus already had Sirius backed up against the car. Black's face was pushed up to the car's mask as Remus's body was pressed against his back, with his gun out in his grasp.

"Is this your gun on my thigh or are you just that excited to see me, Moony?"

Sirius grinned back at Remus. You rolled your eyes from where you stood beside them, hip resting on the open vehilce's door. You, Remus and Sirius were dating since May 1979, which was more than two years ago and coincidentaly you and Rem were working together as police officers also Sirius was working as a... as nothing, he just liked his motorcycle and getting in trouble. You were glad it was you and your boyfriend who got dispatched for this week's drunken driving arrest- which happened to be your other boyfriend.

"It's my gun, Pads."

Remus groaned when Sirius kept wiggling and winking at him, sending more flirtious comments his way.

"Are you suuuure?"

Sirius kept pushing with that familiar tipsy slur of his low, hoarse voice.