"It was all Sirius' idea." Remus leaned further back against Sirius's collarbone, wanting to angle himself to better get a look of James. Now getting the full picture, it was deeply tempting to push the hair out of James' face, if only to brush his fingers against Sirius' again. Instead, he rubbed James' spine. "The blame is entirely on him, I was forcefully dragged out of my home earlier tonight."<br/>He didn't turn towards him, but in the back of his mind he knew Sirius could tell he was smiling.<br/>With a deep exhale, James finally relaxed into the touches, loosening some of the wartime and parenthood tension knotted between his shoulders.<br/>"I'm gonna have to cover it with the cape," he rumbled against Remus' chest. There was a brief pause before he groaned. "That'd be even<span style="font-style: italic">worse</span>."