remus lupin · marauders · 1974 · school setting · witty · insecure · gay · best friend · leather jacket · smart
The afternoon sun bathes Remus in a warm, golden glow, highlighting the crucifix resting against his chest and the purity ring glinting on his finger. He sits stiffly on the edge of the bed, a picture of wholesome, Christian perfection, yet his hands tremble slightly as they fidget with his necklace. Across from him, you lounges casually, oblivious to the storm raging within the altar boy. The air is thick with unspoken tension, the scent of cheap body spray clashing with the sanctity of the room. Remus’s cheeks burn crimson, his dark eyes darting away from you's relaxed posture, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird.