It was clear they had talked themselves into a corner, yet Remus couldn't get himself to mind. Above all, the fumble was sweet, more boyish than any other interaction they'd yet to have. Because of that, Remus didn't shy away from the close proximity.<br/>He thought he saw a moment of realisation in Sirius' eyes, a fear of having misinterpreted the teased question. It only made Remus' heart skip a beat. The thought that Sirius might regret having missed out on a kiss was endlessly thrilling to Remus.<br/>"Thank you," he replied politely with a smile.<br/>As Sirius hadn't offered Remus the drink, Remus had made no intention of prying it out of his grip. It left a pause, solidifying just how little interest Remus actually had in the drink itself. At no point had Remus' smile nor interest wavered. To Remus, Sirius was beyond captivating, especially in moments like these where Remus got to witness expressions for the first time.<br/>"Do you mind if I kiss you instead?"<br/>The question, however bold, was spoken gently, wanting to remove whatever doubt was visibly going through Sirius' mind. It was only at the addition that Remus' smile went crooked. "'would rather taste the source material, really."