A/N: Wow, okay, it's been so long, but here I am. I know this is short, but it's all my characters would give me. A big thank you to all of those who followed, favorited, and reviewed this, it meant so much to me.

And to anyone interested, I am currently writing a new Remus/Sirius. It's called Cannonball. Check it out if you're interested. :)

"What does he want?" Remus frowned as Sirius patted Harry on the back. The baby was crying and arching his little back as Sirius held him securely against his broad chest.

"Well, he just ate," Sirius reasoned, looking confused but calm enough—much calmer than Remus, who was just standing by the door awkwardly wishing he could just leave. "Maybe he has to burp, Lily did say to make sure he burped if he drank his bottle too quickly."

"You think he drank too quickly?" Remus asked in agitation, shoving his hands into his pants' pockets and feeling useless.

Sirius lifted pitch dark brows and gave a slight shrug. "I dunno know. We'll see," he said easily, even though Harry's cries had grown more fierce. Then without warning, a giant burp escaped from the infant, and Harry quieted suddenly.

Sirius's face split into a huge smile, which he directed down at his godson. "Feel better, Harry?" The baby cooed happily up at him and reached a chubby hand up to grab at Sirius's nose in response.

Remus exhaled silently through his nostrils in relief and rested his shoulder on the doorway as he watched Sirius talk nonsensically to Lily's and James's child. He wouldn't lie, it was oddly endearing. He looked so big holding him, and he was a natural with him, it was obvious.

"Okay, I'm going to go wash this bottle, can you hold him for a second?"

Hazel eyes flicked up, startled. Sirius was holding Harry out to him expectantly. "I, uh, I really shouldn—"

"Nonsense." Sirius pressed him against Remus's chest, until his arms came up reflexively to support the tiny body that felt far too fragile to be entrusted to him. Sirius smiled at him sweetly as Remus glared halfheartedly and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Be right back," he murmured. Then he was gone.

Remus looked around Harry's room, his brows furrowed as he listened to Sirius's footsteps jogging down the staircase. He started to slowly pace around the giant bedroom that was mostly blue and tan when Harry let out an unhappy noise. "Don't worry, Sirius will be right back..." he said idly, as much for his own reassurance as Harry's.

Remus stopped by a window and glanced out, looking down on a huge, green fenced in yard as he unconsciously began to bounce the baby in his arms to stop his fidgeting. Lily had told him James'd had it fenced in when they'd bought the house so Harry could play in it when he was old enough. They'd probably get a dog too...

"Hey, you got him back to sleep."

"Hm?" Remus looked over to see Sirius grinning at him, and he glanced down at the silent baby in surprise. "Oh, uh, guess so..."

"Excellent, now we can watch a movie," Sirius said quietly as he carefully took Harry back from him. Remus watched him lay the baby on his back, placing a hand on his stomach and softly hushing him when he started to wake back up. Then he was out.

"I love watching movies with you," the words were murmured against Remus's neck. Remus's lips hitched up slightly on one side, Sirius was pressed up against his side comfortably on the leather couch in the living room. His boyfriend's long arms were wrapped around his waist, and they were casually watching an old action film. Arms tightened around him in a hug. "I love you, Remus."

"Love you too, Sirius," Remus said back quietly, still keeping his eyes trained on the tv for some reason. Upturned lips pressed to his neck just over his soft pulse.

"James and Lily seem pretty happy..." Sirius offered just as a helicopter exploded and began to zig zag out of control on the 70 inch screen before them.

"MmHmm," Remus hummed noncommittally. Then teeth scraped lightly along the sensitive skin just below his ear, sending a nice shiver down his spine.

"Remus..."

Remus huffed a small breath of amusement at his persistent boyfriend but refused to look down still. "Yeah, Sirius?"

"Marry me."

Remus did nothing. He didn't breathe, didn't blink, didn't tense. He just sat there.

"Marry me, Remus Lupin. I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

Remus thought for only a second. "We don't need to marry to do that."

Sirius laughed roughly. "I know, but I want to."

Remus blinked a few times, slowly. He tried to think what might have elicited the unexpected proposal. "I don't want kids, Sirius."

Sirius kissed his earlobe. "Neither do I, I'm happy as a godfather."

Remus glanced down hesitantly into soft grey eyes, and his chest tightened up on him. "You really want to," he asked, his usually smooth voice roughened.

Sirius just smiled and caught his lips with his own. "I do," he said impishly a second later, and Remus found himself grinning somewhat wryly.

"I'm serious about the kids thing though," Remus insisted, and Sirius laughed softly.

"That's fine, just me and you, I don't need anything else," Sirius whispered against his mouth, and then, "say you'll marry me."

Remus gave a slight nod, and when Sirius began to grin at him he felt a disbelieving laugh shake his chest. "This is a mistake," he said, hoping he was wrong.

Sirius's grin only grew. "No, it'll be perfect."

And Remus found he believed it.