Moony's throat had closed up the moment Sirius had admitted to having kissed someone. It was a bitter disappointment, the grueling knowledge that Moony was just a barely a presence in the great expanse of Sirius life. He hated knowing that there were others who wanted to kiss Sirius, but even worse was the confirmation that Sirius had wanted to kiss them too.<br/>Hearing it was James, who Sirius had kissed, should have made Moony's blood boil with a greater feeling of jealousy than he had yet to experience, but, instead, it felt like the platform had disappeared beneath him, the admission that followed sending Moony's mind spinning and heart racing.<br/>Moony, who had been so reluctant to look at Sirius, turned to do so, the surprise evident in his expression.<br/>Sirius was looking into the woods, but Moony could tell his attention was on him regardless; it sent a wave of adrenaline through him, feeling close to his friend for the first time in a year.<br/>His movements clumsy with inexperience and relief, Moony shifted, his knee dropping from his chest as he turned towards Sirius. Acting like he had been granted a permission he hadn't known he had been searching for, Moony reached out for Sirius' face with both his hands, cupping his cheeks with enough intent to turn his head towards him.<br/>Then, off centered and urgently, Moony finally kissed Sirius.