Sirius was whipped.

Not the teenage-boy-loving-and-maybe-getting-married kind of whipped. No, it was more I-am-going-to-die-and-kill-for-you kind of whipped. He knew it by the first time he pressed his lips against theirs. And he confirmed it when he slipped a marriage ring on their finger as he vowed to love them in sickness and in health until death do them part.

People said he was too young to know if he was really in love. And well, he happily sent them to eat sh–t as he kissed his new spouse with a smug smirk showing his pearly white teeth.

It was wonderful, really. James was his best man at their wedding who was at his side, followed by Remus and Peter. And Lily was their bridesmaid, just like they were their best man and bridesmaid when Lily and James married. And they danced, all night long. Sang Led Zeppelin and David Bowie songs at almost the end. His family wasn't there, of course, but it made the day even better. Because he married someone he truly loved, someone who he would die for with a smile on his face. And mainly, someone his mother hadn't chosen.

They were happy. Happy couple, he has a nice job in a muggle music store he owns all thanks because of his dear uncle Alphard's inheritance, and has a happy house in London with his happy spouse now waiting, for him in home, pregnant.

Merlin, was happy. Maybe it had never crossed Sirius's mind to have children, after all, he wasn't a very patient person, not only that, his own upbringing made him doubt his abilities as a possible father. However, now that his spouse was very pregnant with him, he couldn't just chicken out. No, Sirius Orion Black wouldn't chicken out, no, nothing like that. He would take the thing like the man he was! Although yes, maybe he had cried a couple of times from the emotion at James' house and Peter took a couple of photos of such a scene —photos which the rat showed to his spouse— but it was a manly crying!

Now, he was there in home, it was quite late at night when his beloved partner woke him up by tapping him on the cheek, slowly waking him up. Sirius already knew what his partner wanted. They had midnight cravings every now and then, now reaching the second trimester of pregnancy, and Sirius, like the good husband he was, slipped out of bed to please his loved one. "Now, what do you want, love? Whatever you want, your wish is my command."

Completely whipped, that's what he is.