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Title<\/b>: Glitter Me This [Remus\/Sirius]
\nRating\/Warnings<\/b>: G for Glitter.
\nSummary<\/b>: Sirius asks for Remus’ advice, and it’s totally innocent.
\nA\/N<\/b>: Glitterverse fic. Mm, glam. <\/p>\n
Glitter Me This<\/b><\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Gold…no, silver…no, gold. Yes, I think. Definitely…no. No, silver. Yes. No. I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What the HELL are you doing?!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus finally exploded from his bed.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Nothing,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius answered, knowing that would force Remus out of hiding, which was exactly what he wanted. Sure enough, Remus\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 head appeared from behind his bed hangings, a bit of ink smudged down the side of his nose.<\/p>\n
Purple ink<\/i>, Sirius noted with pride. Glam\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s finally taking its hold on Remus J. Lupin. All part of my master plan. <\/i> <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Nothing my…\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 face flushed a little because he was about to say arse, and Sirius had a nice arse, he had a gorgeous arse, and Remus didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t want to seem like he was staring at it, so instead he said, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153…foot.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
The entire progression of that statement was blatantly obvious to Sirius as he watched Remus\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 face in the mirror, but harassment would only drive him back to homework, not draw him out as Sirius hoped. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s only a minor fashion emergency,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius sighed instead, turning his body halfway towards Remus and tilting his head for maximum dramatic effect. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Can I get your opinion?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153But I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not into glam like you all,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus protested, despite his queer ink. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I won\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be able to help, probably.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153C\u00e2\u20ac\u2122mon, Moony,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius wheedled, raising eyelinered lashes beseechingly. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You can give me your non-glam opinion, I won\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t mind, honestly.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re such a girl,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus mumbled as he climbed out of his bed, but Sirius noted the quick flush when he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d asked for Remus\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 help. <\/p>\n
Remus came to stand beside Sirius, just that tiny bit too close, close enough that Sirius caught the scent of chocolate, and then noticed that Remus\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 lips were just a shade too dark. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Re, are you wearing lip gloss?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius raised an eyebrow.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cold, my lips are chapped!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus protested, putting a hand up to his mouth and wiping at it immediately. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Besides, it isn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t gloss, it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s lip balm<\/i>.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153They don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t make lip balm in flavors!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius laughed. He reached out with a hand to brush a finger against Remus\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 lower lip before Remus could move away, then rubbed it on his own lip. His tongue darted out to taste the alleged balm, sharply pleased that it was indeed chocolate lip gloss.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Explains what happened to the one I lost,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he said breathily, heart pounding at his own daring. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not…\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus started up, his momentary flicker of something replaced by a closed expression. Sirius knew when enough was enough. Occasionally. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Never mind anyway,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he shrugged it off. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Tell me what you think about this.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
He held up two plastic vials for Remus to see. One was full of silver glitter, and the other had gold. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I should\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve known it would be about glitter,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus sighed.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Everything\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s about glitter really,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius grinned, letting his hair flop into his eyes in that casual way that made Hufflepuffs fall off their chairs in Transfigurations. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Which do you think? And don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t tell me just to try one on, because if I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t like it you can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t get it off and then I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll have to change and I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve already done that twice and I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve decided that today is definitely a Blue Shirt Day, cause it matches my eyes, y\u00e2\u20ac\u2122see and…\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153All RIGHT!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus cut him off, a grin lifting one corner of his mouth rebelliously. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll pick, just shut up a moment and let a lad think…\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Sirius felt a little thrill of electricity slip down his spine as Remus ran eyes over his outfit, from the faded flared jeans he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d had to use a Zippering Charm on to get closed, past the deep blue shirt that matched his eyes exactly and was just a bit too short to touch the jeans, up across his own lip-glossed lips and eyelinered baby blues, to his hair which he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d decided to leave loose today and was slipping over his shoulders in thick caresses. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Silver,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus answered at last.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Knew it,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius grinned, feeling far too warm. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You always pick silver, funny, isn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t it?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Why funny?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus asked. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I like silver.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Cause you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re allergic to it,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius said immediately, heedless of tact. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t think it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a bit odd that you like things to be the color of the stuff that might kill you? It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d be like Peter wearing peanut-colored trousers…\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s the nature of people, though,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus cut him off, his grin fading to a small smile, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153to want what they can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have. Not like the wolf, while we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re on the topic. Wolves take what they want.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Does that mean that Werewolves can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t want what they take?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius asked, trying to joke Remus back into his grin. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Or that they have what they can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t want?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Take your pick,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus shrugged with one shoulder, and Sirius cursed himself as he realized he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d driven the conversation in exactly the wrong direction, as usual. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Look, it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not the same anyway,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Sirius backpedaled furiously, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153because you look absolutely great in silver, and nobody really looks good wearing peanut…\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Stop trying to be so clever and put your glitter on, you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re going to be late,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus rolled his eyes and tapped the silver glitter again. <\/p>\n
Sirius unscrewed the cap of the glitter and shook the vial over his head, a cloud of sparklies fluttering down to stick on every surface of his body. He dropped his hand and gave himself a good shake, getting the loose stuff to settle.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Only used half the vial,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus commented idly, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153not up to your usual standards at all.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Sirius just grinned, then advanced on Remus, wiggling the vial threateningly.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153No!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus backed away, throwing his arms over his head. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153No, Sirius, I mean it, don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t you DA…\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
The last words of the threat cut off as Remus got a mouthful of silver glitter. And a shirtful and a faceful and a hairful…a Remusful of glitter, in short. <\/p>\n
Sirius admired his handiwork while Remus coughed a bit and glared at him. Every breath Remus took made the line of his body shimmer; when Remus tossed his hair in irritation, every brown strand caught the light and made it part of him, made him glow Remus. <\/p>\n
Sirius swallowed an ooh, pretty<\/i> just before it hit the air. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m going to kill you,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Remus announced calmly, turning to toss his reading glasses onto his bed. Sirius was already more than halfway down the stairs before Remus got out the door, whooping like a glittery maniac.<\/p>\n