[ it's true, sirius has always been the touchy-feely sort, loves to snuggle and kiss and hold people close - and it's never more true than it is of those he's afraid for.
he'd been so sure that regulus was dead. why wouldn't he have been? there was no reason not to believe it. but it's been weighing on his mind heavily, squeezing his heart with guilt, because he can't ever stop believing that what happened to regulus was his fault, that he was too selfish, that he'd failed the little brother he had been meant to protect.
so having him back - it feels like a second chance, and even in his sleep sirius is unwilling to let him go.
he wakes up before long, though, stirring and stretching, grumbling groggily. his eyes slant open to find the walls of his old room, and a tangle of dark hair that isn't his own. after a few brief seconds his awareness kicks back in, and sirius chuckles softly, shutting his eyes again, his arms still heavy around his brother's body. ]
i'll tell you all i want!!
he'd been so sure that regulus was dead. why wouldn't he have been? there was no reason not to believe it. but it's been weighing on his mind heavily, squeezing his heart with guilt, because he can't ever stop believing that what happened to regulus was his fault, that he was too selfish, that he'd failed the little brother he had been meant to protect.
so having him back - it feels like a second chance, and even in his sleep sirius is unwilling to let him go.
he wakes up before long, though, stirring and stretching, grumbling groggily. his eyes slant open to find the walls of his old room, and a tangle of dark hair that isn't his own. after a few brief seconds his awareness kicks back in, and sirius chuckles softly, shutting his eyes again, his arms still heavy around his brother's body. ]
So much for not meaning to sleep here.