Even after years of close friendship rooted in a lot of physically displayed affection, Remus' heart still fluttered when Sirius' lips graced his cheek instead of his temple. The distance between the two could hardly be more than an inch or two, yet that distance had a significant difference on the hairs on Remus' neck. He, however, also knew better than to put any further thought into that.<br/>Instead, Remus just hummed out a laugh, his eyes still following the progress of his hands as they continued to back and forth trace the contours of Sirius' chest. "So you get to joke about dying but not me?"<br/>Remus' eyes moved upwards, finally meeting Sirius' eye with the slightest trace of a smile on his lips. "How does that work, exactly?"