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Christ! If the guy on screen is cute then the one here, in the fucking flesh, can only be called an Adonis. Bloody Dionysus in the twenty-first century, all angular features and artful waves of obsidian that end a few inches above his shoulders, and a body that practically screams he spent all secondary school in a footie kit. “Bloody hell,” Remus ends up muttering under his breath to his own horror, turning beet red and sinking deeper down in his seat. Really and truly, fuck his entire existence.
“All right mate,” Mr Adonis greets with a bombastic grin and glimmering eyes that reminds Remus of the Welsh morning skies in the winter. Of fucking course even his rudding voice is a velvety baritone that could probably make the filthiest things sound so splendidly elicit, and just of course Remus’s toes curl with absolutely inappropriate arousal.
Damn everything.
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Remus travels back to London to celebrate the holiday with his childhood best friend— Lily— and her husband, her baby, and her husbands brother that she’s been trying to get Remus to go out with for a while. On the train ride there, Remus meets the sexiest man he has ever laid his eyes on, and they have an interesting trip indeed.