Remus laid on top of Sirius, gently playing with hair, enjoying the peace of the moment around them.

They owned a flat in London, big enough, with enough room for painting and baking, something they both can enjoy.

The light came through the window of the bright morning, a slight breeze from the cracked open windows of their room.

Sirius stirred slightly, "Moony, is it morning?"

Remus smiled, "Yes Pads, it's morning" kissing him gently on the cheek