Disclaimer: I don't own Sirius or Remus, just borrowing them to write cute little stories.

Remus woke up by goose bumps travelling down his spine, reaching to the left he found the coverlet and pulled up to his nose. Snuggling down, he hugged a pillow and fell back asleep only to wake up two seconds later by the pillow moving. In his half awake state a pillow moving on its own seem perfectly normal and he dragged his fingertips on the warm, soft, smooth skin to calm it down. It wasn't until the pillow pushed its cold feet between his and hugged him back he realized it was something strange with the pillow. And since when did pillow have cold feet and arms to hug him.

Sitting up he ripped the cover back to be meet by shiny black hair, pale soft skin, long dark lashes and pink pouty lips. His mind provided the name Sirius. He poked Sirius in the shoulder to wake him up which only gave him a grunt.

"Sirius, wake up!"

"Mmm, what's up Moony?"

"What's up? What are you doing in my bed in the middle of the night?"

Sirius sat up and blinked confused at Remus.

"I thought I was sleeping."

"No, I meant what are you doing in my bed? If I remember right you had your own when we went to bed."

"Your bed is warmer."

"Why didn't you just get a blanket or a sweater? And logical your bed should be warmer since it's further away from the window than mine."

"You've got softer sheets?"

"Sirius!" Remus was starting to get annoyed, he had a test in potions tomorrow which he needed to pass to be able to continue with potions next year. He really didn't have time or the patience to argue with Sirius who had the softer sheets. He looked at Sirius who was looking everywhere except him and mumbling something to quiet for Remus to hear.

"I can't hear what you say when you mumble"

Sirius looked right into Remus eyes, bit his lip and opened his mouth just to close it again.

"Well, if you're not going to say anything I'm going back…"

"There is no Moony in my bed."

"What?"

"There is a Moony in your bed, there is none in mine."

"Oh"

"Yes, and I would really like a Moony in my bed 'cause Moonies are nice and sweet and smart and have this cute obsession with books. And I… well, I love Moonies and just like I want a Moony in my bed maybe you would want a Padfoot in yours."

Remus couldn't get a word out of his mouth. He saw Sirius starting tugging at his hair, a thing he only did when he was really nervous or uncomfortable.

"Sirius, I…"

"It's okay, really Moony I understand. You don't feel the same way. I will just go back to my bed and we can pretend this never happened."

Sirius was moving to get out of the bed and Remus did the only logical thing. He kissed him. He kissed Sirius pink pouty lips, ran his hand through black shiny and slipped an arm around a narrow waist. Leaving Sirius lips he kissed his way to an ear, biting it softly before whispering.

"I would really really like a Padfoot in my bed."