Remus’ body ached. Every bone in his body shrunk and crushed as the moon dipped below the horizon and the sun speckled the earth.

He was sobbing, the only comfort came from your slow, gentle pets on his head and his arm. Still, it didn’t make the pain of his limbs disappear, nor did it help with the agony he felt in his throat- had he been howling again?

It was just his luck; the night he’s in the most agony he forgot his wolfsbane potion.

Last night had been a particularly rough full moon, and he couldn’t wait for his partner’s affectionate pampering. That was the only good side of this ailment; the after care.

His voice was quiet, shaken, aching as he whispered your name, begging for any inkling of comfort you were willing to bestow upon him.

Remus just wanted your love right now.