The mornings in the apartment usually got slept throw. None of you liked walking up early, but this time was different. A job interview had forced you to get up before 8 o’clock. You did your best to sneak up from the bed you and Remus shared without waking him up and grabbed the nearest clothing piece you could find before walking sleepily into the kitchen. The smell of freshly made coffee and toasted bread must’ve been enough for Remus to wake up because after just a few minutes you could hear his footstep thought the apartment. He entered the kitchen just as you poured yourself a big cup of the hot beverage.
“Good morning”, you greeted tiredly as you reached for another cup to give to your old friend and new roommate.
“Is that my shirt?”, Remus asked with his hoarse morning voice. You looked down, not noticing until now that it wasn’t your shirt you have grabbed. You handed him the cup with a short shrug.
“Looks better on me”, you teased. Remus took a sip of the hot coffee before leaning towards you and kissed your hair.