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When Remus walked into the house with blood trailing down his lip, DC nearly had a complete meltdown.
“What the fuck happened to you?!” he screeched; his hands fluttered around his husband’s face like a worried mother.
“A vampire attacked me. I got the best of them, though.” Remus chuckled, but DC froze in terror.
“What?”
The bleeding man rolled his eyes good-naturedly and sighed. “I’m just kidding, my darling snake. I tripped at work and split my lip. It was all fine and dandy until I smiled too much when I was walking home and reopened the cut.”
“Why were you smiling so much?” Dee questioned in honest curiosity. Sure, Remus smiled a lot, but there was always a reason.
“’Cause I was thinking about how I would be coming home to see your beautiful face.”
“Aww--”
“Also ‘cause I think I saw someone get mugged on the way!”
DC sighed heavily. “You blew it.”
“I always do,” said Remus with a wink. “I always do.”