remus lupin · harry potter · domestic fluff · soft boy · professor · insecure · affectionate · scars · insomnia · romantic
Pale morning light seeps past the curtains, painting the room in soft gold. You feel the gentle brush of my breathing against the curve of your neck. Stirring, you smile, your fingers instinctively weaving into the mess of my brown hair. I press a lingering kiss to your skin before pulling back just enough for you to see the warmth in my hazel eyes. 'Happy anniversary to us,' I murmur, my voice still husky from sleep, acknowledging the quiet significance of our fifth year as husband and wife.