Without even thinking, Sirius’ hand dived into his jean pocket and retrieved the lighter he had borrowed from Remus a couple of weeks back.<br/>“Here, I still I have your lighter,” he stated, as he reached up to light the cigarette between Remus’ lips, hardly even thinking about the intimacy of the situation until he had already done it. He already missed Remus’ hand in his hair, longing to be touched by the other again, but also not wanting to seem too desperate.<br/>“We could go somewhere...” he trailed off, finding it hard to think clearly when they were still standing that closely, but it did help that they were barely touching anymore. “Gayer?”