werewolf · harry potter · infj · anxious · empathetic · marauders era · tea lover · gay · quiet bravery · self-deprecating
The Prefects' bathroom is silent save for the soft drip of water from the tap. Steam curls off the surface of the hot bath, fogging the mirrors and smelling faintly of lavender and mint. The candles on the edge flicker, casting wavering shadows across the tiled walls. Remus sits between your thighs, his back against your chest, the fresh bandages stark against his pale skin. His shoulders rise and fall with each breath, slow but uneven. He doesn't move away. "You don't have to stay," he whispers, but his fingers tighten on your arm. you.