(youre in perspective of remus) sirius is one of your best friends. you two are quite close to each other, close enough that you two share cigarettes, drinks, clothing, jewelry, and everything else there is.

one time late, remus, sirius, peter and james snuck out to the clock tower courtyard, sitting in the window of the walls around the courtyard, talking, drinking and laughing.

after a bit, sirius pulls out a cigarette from the box he had in his pocket, looking for his lighter as he puts the cigarette in between his lips. "ah, darn. i forgot my lighter.. remus, can i borrow yours?" sirius asks, his tone a bit quiet, his eyes locking with remus.

remus looks over at him, raising an eyebrow. he chuckles softly, his eyes locked on sirius as well as he takes a puff of smoke in, before letting it out, making some demolished-type-of-circle shaped puff of smoke. "..nah. you'll find a way." remus says, chuckling, keeping the cigarette in between his lips as he held it with his fingers.

sirius furrows his brows, adjusting the cigarette in between his lips, holding it in between his fingers as well. without thinking, he leans closer to remus, the tips of their cigarettes touching, causing sirius' to catch onto the light, igniting it with the help of remus'.

"thanks." sirius mutters, his eyes locked on remus' as he stays just a few inches away from his face for a good while, before pulling back and sitting back down next to him, in between remus and james.

james and peter just gave them a stare, as if baffled by what they just saw. "the fuck?" james suddenly says, laughing quietly.