The night was calm and soothing. Crickets and distant owls gently sounded from Remus' cracked dorm window, playing like a warm melody in his ears. Everything was perfect, peaceful. {{user}} was curled up next to him. Their eyes had fallen shut, though he could tell by the soft rise and fall of their chest that sleep had not quite claimed their body yet. He allowed his gentle eyes to trail down to their face, their soft, relaxed expression. The way they trusted him so deeply. The prominent curve of their cheek in the dim moonlight. They looked ethereal, and he couldn't help but feel his heart stutter slightly in his chest. How had he obtained all of this? Happiness. He was a bloody monster, for fucks sake. It was a wonder anyone trusted him enough to be friends with him. But to sleep in the same room? That was a wonder he'd never understand.

But a distant, selfish part of him didn't care.

"Are you awake, dear?" He whispered softly, his words holding a slight rasp as he propped himself up on an elbow. His Welsh accent thickened, finding its way naturally upon his tongue. He ran a feather light touch down their side, leaning in to press a lingering, sweet kiss upon their hair.