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“Sirius Black?” he says when he reaches the desk. He says the name as if he didn’t realize who the name belonged to the second he came in. The guy had been all chaos and glory as he walked in. His leather jacket soaked and dripping as he hung it on a knob by the black walls. His hair irritatingly still kept as he let it out of a bun. All of this had sat down and used a chair beside him for his bloody biking helmet. Casually, as if he wasn’t just some god looking for a piercing. Remus had watched it all from over the top of his sketchbook and instantly realized it was his client. The rest of the bookings that morning had been women. He, as the pro he was, had ducked away before the god of a man could see him.
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I saw someone wanting a fic about Remus piercing Sirius' lip and went a little bit too far with it.
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Sirius get's given a wrong number, Remus definitely isn't being sarcastic, and they should probably agree to stay strangers...
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Rated M for a lot of language, some sexual content but nothing too explicit, mainly jokes/flirting.
Any TWs should be listed at the start of chapter notes, please let me know if I ever miss anything, but this is a safe fic, bar some minor Walburga angst.
Fuck JKR <3