It was with a deep desperation that Sirius clung unto Remus, almost as if he was scared that he was going to disappear if he loosened his grip for even just a second. He could feel his heart hammering in his chest, hating that he had allowed that to happen to Remus and unwilling to let it happen again.<br/>At a loss for words, Sirius leant down to press a kiss to the nearest scar that he could reach; what appeared to be a large set of teeth in his shoulder.<br/>He knew that he couldn’t kiss the scars away, but he wanted to do what he could to make sure that Remus felt good instead of bad.<br/>“I love you.”