While Remus had excused himself from the shop, the lights too bright and the buzzing too loud in his head, Sirius had stayed inside to wait for their food, even if he ached to be close to Remus still. He knew that it was stupid, because Remus was not going anywhere, at least not for now, yet Sirius found himself constantly looking to locate his figure outside the shop window; wanting to be sure that he was still there and hadn’t run off.<br/>Thankfully, it didn’t take long for the shopkeeper to hand him a bag with too much food for just the two of them. However, Sirius had figured that it was the easiest way to make sure that Remus had food in the flat and actually got to eat. He constantly wanted to just wrap Remus up in his arms and keep him safe from the world, not wanting any more harm to befall him, but he also knew that that was going to be impossible, so he just had to do what he could.<br/>“Thank you,” he said with a kind smile as he exited the shop and went out to rejoin Remus. The brief separation made Sirius properly realise just how<span style="font-style: italic">ragged</span>Remus was looking. It made his heart ache for him, not wanting him to look like that ever again, but it seemed impossible.<br/>“Come on, let’s get back home.”