Sirius’ already pathetic attempt at convincing himself that his feelings for Remus were completely platonic seemed even more pathetic once he felt Remus’ hand on his bare skin. Being completely unhelpful, his brain had quickly started suggesting other places that hand could roam and he knew that that was a slippery slope at best. It was almost a relief when Remus’ hand ended in his hair instead, seeing as hair petting could more easily be written off as a friendly show of affection, rather than anything else.<br/>“Alright, you got me,” he said with a lazy smile, carefully putting his arm across Remus’ chest and cuddling in closer to him, doing his best to be very careful and not accidentally hurt Remus further. He was drowsy from sleeping, but he knew that he had to take care for the lines not to blur too much and for him to accidentally do something stupid. Like maybe kissing Remus. That would be very stupid.<br/>“I am just using you to get a day off from the war. I told the war to chill so that I could sleep in. Happy?”