No matter how many times they were going to talk about it and no matter how many times Sirius got confirmation that Remus did indeed like him and wanted him around, Sirius doubted that he would ever get used to it. It was hard for him to pinpoint exactly what it was about Remus that made him so flustered, he just knew that he wanted to be with him in any way that Remus would allow.<br/>The intimacy of Remus sneaking his feet under Sirius’ thigh made his head spin. It was stupid to feel so overwhelmed by such a simple thing, they were fully clothed after all and it was barely a touch, but it spoke of something different in their relationship to each other and Sirius was excited to get to explore that.<br/>“I’m glad,” he said with a shy smile, glancing over at Remus before returning his gaze to the noodles in front of him. It was easier to focus on eating rather than looking at Remus, but now that they were actually touching it seemed absolutely impossible to ignore what was going on. The air was heavy with unsaid promises, knowing what both of them wanted to do but what neither of them wanted to say.<br/>“I’m glad you didn’t go to bed earlier,” he said, once again glancing over at Remus, trying to gage his reaction to the statement. It was very difficult for him to know exactly how far he was allowed to go, what he was allowed to say and whether or not he was allowed to touch Remus back.<br/>“And I’m glad you wanted to have dinner with me,” he added with a warm smile, gently bumping his shoulder against Remus’ legs but quickly moved away again, such that the only point of contact was Remus’ feet under his thigh.