Remus hummed at that, the sound soft and made slightly shaky by a suppressed chuckle.<br/>"I'm enjoying anything about you," he instead specified, once again rolling his head over to meet Sirius' eye. There was a tug at the corner of his mouth with such a dangerous tease that it took away most of the softness of his confession. "Times have changed, Pads, I've had to lower my standards."<br/>At that, the livingroom door swung open, and an exhausted James passed through it. With his glasses pushed up to his forehead, both his hands were at his eyes, rubbing at them at the sudden change of brightness. Without further comment, he groaned and made his way through the room.<br/>Kneeling onto the couch, James draped himself over Remus, wedging himself into the narrow space between Remus legs and the couch back rest. Remus let out a coughed under the sudden weight, the sound cracking into a laugh,<br/>"Thank you for the tree, lads," James muttered, face pressed flat against the darkness and safety of Remus' chest. Blindly, he fumbled for Sirius' shoulder to squeeze. "It's going to be a right hell to keep Haz away from it, though, so remind me to cuss you out tomorrow."