Sirius' addition made Remus grin, feeling his cheeks heat at the recollection. He too had to turn his eyes towards the food, picking at the densely packed top layer.<br/>Though they<span style="font-style: italic">had</span>managed to use yesterday as a stepping board moving forward, helping to shape the tone of their interactions, they hadn't at all dealt the implications of it all. Yesterday had been far more intimate than either of them had ever acknowledged, and Sirius even barely commenting on it made Remus' heart skip a beat.<br/>"Yeah," Remus exhaled, almost laughing. It gave him a boyish air, feeling flustered at the vivid memories of how it felt to touch Sirius.<br/>Desperately needing to push aside the memory of Sirius against his tongue, Remus took a bite of food.<br/>"It's okay," he added after the pause him chewing had created. His voice had softened, not wanting Sirius to think that he put any blame of him.<br/>Just as his voice had relaxed, his entire demeanor did, too. Allowing himself to sink further into the couch, Remus shifted the way his legs bent in order to better balance the food. Stretching a bit further, Remus pushed his feet beneath Sirius' thigh.<br/>"I could've just gone to bed earlier."<br/>Remus' attention had been on Sirius as he moved, though he wasn't necessarily looking for permission. How casual his comment had been only seeming to reflect that. The lines between what was acceptable were hard to manage, yet he had a hard time finding this to be inappropriate. They were both fully clothed, leaving for no proper physical intimacy, yet Remus had refrained from touching Sirius for so long, he was willing to reestablish a caress in any way he could; no matter how silly and juvenile it felt.<br/>"I was enjoying myself," came the conclusion, heavier than anything Remus had yet to say.<br/>His eyes had dipped back onto the food far enough to pick at it, but as he took the bite into his mouth, Remus had once again met Sirius' eye with a grin.