If you’re still doing HP can you do a Sirius x reader where she goes to visit him in Azkaban? Thank you
i'm not taking requests at the moment
when you woke you could barely remember anything that happened the night before, let alone where you were. waking up in his bed. remus' bed. how did you even get there?
"morning." you heard from the door frame, remus holding two coffee mugs. you furrowed your brows "how?"
"take some advil and drink your coffee, then we'll talk." he said walking up to you and handing you a mug. "just how you like it."
you muttered a thanks before throwing two pills in your mouth and swallowing a gulp of coffee. the burning sensation running along your throat.
remus sat down next to you, sipping on his coffee before meeting your eye.
"what happened last night?" you said, trying to remember
"a lot." he said setting his coffee down and repositioning himself.
notes: another little drabble!! I'm just bored and want to test out more of my writing skills :)
"come on, peach! you said you'd do my make up." he protested. you didn't mind doing his makeup, you actually loved it. he would hold onto your hips, making sure you didn't slip or fall, but it was sometimes hard to concentrate.
"sirius, right now?" you whined, shifting to your knees.
"yes right now, you promised." he said pulling you into his lap. he gently placed a light kiss on your cheek.
"you are a menace, sirius black." you groaned, leaning over him to grab your makeup bag. sirius quickly smiled, become giggly at the fact he won you over. you quickly sat it on your lap and started going through it.
"flattery is always key, peach."
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sirius couldn't help but flutter his eyes every time the brush hit them. he was constantly moving.
"stay still siri, please." you asked, legs wrapped around his waist as you placed the eyeshadow upon his eyelid. his hands gently relaxed by your hips.
"i'm trying, it's kind of hard when you're poking me."
"poking you? i can stop if-"
sirius quickly replaced his hands upon your hips holding you down. "no, no don't stop." he said opening his eyes to look at you.
"okay" you whispered, you gently placed a kiss to his lips before he shut his eyes again. hands still on your hips but more relaxed now. you continued to apply the eyeshadow on the other eye.
tw: mentions of blood
it wasn't a lie, you did nip your finger with the knife while you were cutting carrots. did you make it over dramatic so you could be alone with james, maybe, but it's been weeks since the two of you had been together.
james quickly pulled you into the bathroom, where he and lily kept the first-aid kit. stumbling to get it open, before you placed your hand on his shoulder.
"it's okay, jamie."
"okay? your bleeding, flower." he gestured to your finger, which in reality wasn't really bleeding all crazy.
"not that much, here-" you quickly turned the tap on, running your finger underneath the water. washing off the visible blood. "see, jamie." you rushed your finger straight into his face. your cut trickling a little bit of blood.
"it just needs a bandaid." james opened the first-aid kit, scavenging through for a band-aid. he pulled out a band-aid.
"and maybe a kiss?"
"you're pushing it, love." he opened the band-aid before placing it against your skin.
"please, jamie." james sighed, looking at your finger then your face. you could see the wheels spinning in his head.
"all of our friends are outside."
"they won't find out. promise, j." you began to pout while fluttering your eyes again. james sighed before licking his lips and pressing them against your cut.
"there happy, birdie." he said while opening the band-aid and placing around your finger.
"you make me happy." james smiled again before he pulled you into a kiss.
notes: i probably could have made this longer... but it's alright <3