Remus’ eyes darted up to meet Sirius’ gaze at the confession, and though it must have been evident it put Remus’ thoughts into high gear, he, in the end, refrained from commenting on it. It felt like acknowledging it only served to amplify the intimacy of what was already starting to feel like a sodding wedding night.<br/>It, however, simultaneously felt impossible not to lean into it, happy to drown in everything that was Sirius.<br/>“They’re physics themed, too, aren’t they?” Remus instead encouraged, a smile pulling at his lips.<br/>The patterning and style of the tattoos was clearly not western, starkly different from the odd sailor’s tattoo Remus saw every now and then. Once again brushing his hand across Sirius’ chest, this time Remus’ thumb trailed what he recognized as the trajectory of a comet hidden between the swirls of a cloud.<br/>It only served to make Remus’ grin grow wider, feeling it was all a little stupid.<br/>“You’re such a dork.”