Almost thoughtlessly, Remus nodded. This was another turning point in their relationship, a final little confirmation that this wasn’t just something Sirius wanted in theory, but something he wanted<span style="font-style: italic">now</span>. No matter how often Remus found himself in similar situations, this felt new in a way that made his stomach flip. The amount of trust Sirius was putting onto Remus was suffocating in the best way possible, warm and deafening.<br/>“Good,” he returned with a smile, and he realized the thrill was a testament to the fact that, for the first time in ages, this wasn’t a business transaction.<br/>Coming to a stand, Remus glanced towards his desk and then his hands, an instinctive confirmation that he wasn’t approaching this with ink stained fingers. When his eyes returned to Sirius, his expression was open, happy to let Sirius in and to blur that line between them.<br/>“Wanna pick up where we left off?” he asked, his voice half a joke, caught between wanting to do good by Sirius and not showing too much reverence.<br/>A smile still played on his lips as he stopped a step from Sirius, fingers touching his elbow in the first attempt to bridge the distance between them. “Can I kiss you?”