Notes: This is a series of Sirius/Remus drabbles/short shorts. Some are serious, some are funny and some are just scary. Enjoy!
The multi-colored lights on the Christmas tree were the only stars Sirius and Remus saw that night in the living room. They sat close together on the couch, looking at all the unopened gifts and there were many, despite Harry and all his friends moving all of theirs to their rooms. Thankfully, they were all asleep and the two men were alone in the living room. Nearly hypnotized by the lights accentuated by the surrounding darkness, Remus rested his head against Sirius' shoulder.
"You've gone insane, as usual, Sirius," Remus said quietly.
"It's been a long time since I've had a decent Christmas, what did you expect?" Sirius replied in a quiet, husky voice,
"Everything...nothing..." Remus replied, his voice trailing off as he could feel Sirius' breath glide across his light brown hair.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Sirius asked.
"It just means that all the presents in the world are nothing compared to what I have now." Remus shut his eyes, letting the warmth of the other man's body envelop him.
"Ah...of course," Sirius whispered. "But, just tell me. Tell me what you mean."
Remus had known that Sirius got what he said, but he also understood what he had wanted. He opened his eyes and looked into Sirius' , the lights dancing across his dark eyes. "I just mean that the greatest gift I could ever have is you."
Sirius smiled, nodding slightly, "That's how I see you."
Returning the smile, Remus embraced his longtime friend and lover. They didn't say anything more. They didn't need to.