Their flat was only a few flights up from where they had paused, and yet, in his intoxication, the stairs seemed to spiral for an eternity. The anxious knot in his stomach had partially dissolved, finally feeling at peace with the realization that he wanted Sirius, in whatever way was available. Having come to terms with that, the trip to the third story felt eternal, finally excited at what was awaiting them.<br/>It was only when Remus reached their landing that his let go of Sirius' hand, instead moving to unlock the door to their appartment. The keys were still in his hand, and this time, Remus didn't fumble at the keyhole.<br/>Only in the back of his mind was Remus aware of the fact that James was home and, judging from the darkness of their hallway, asleep. In any other context, it would have forced Remus to slow down and consider. In that moment, it only served to send a shiver of anticipation down Remus' spine as he yet again turned to face Sirius.<br/>Remus was grinning when he reached out for Sirius', once again catching his hand to pull him closer and with him into the foyer.