"Sure, enjoy," Remus was quick to answer, hating just how relieves he had sounded saying it. Interacting with Sirius felt awkward and unnatural after having kissed, and desperate for it ti fall back into the same routine as before, Remus edged past Sirius with a brief smile before diasapearing into his room.<br/><br/>___________________<br/><br/>The tension hadn't passed. It had definitely subscided to a point where it wasn't present in Remus' awareness until he crossed paths with Sirius; it was as if being in the others presence made it all flare up again and Remus' cheeks burn bright red. As a result of that, Remus had politely yet consciously avoided Sirius in their common areas, not wanting to linger around him.<br/>It had lasted a week before Remus was so sick and tired of it that he could scream. Hating feeling like a disturbance in his own home, not fully feeling like he had the same claim to the space as his two other roommates, Remus had impulsively invited his lab partner over for drinks.<br/>"Absolutely not," Remus countered as he, for the third time, yanked a kitchen drawer open. On the counter stood an unopened bottle of wine as he continued to search for an opener.<br/>"Why not? I'm a TA," Lily challenged from his room. It had worked out that neither Sirius nor James had been home when she arrived, easing much of Remus' tension. That was, at least until she had brought finances up as a subject.<br/>"Yeah, so's James and look where that's put him a Friday night - putting up model houses only God knows where and what for."