Drabble-icious

This is a oneshot, and has no title. If you can think of one, let me know. I don't know what to rate it either. Er... PG-13? Lol. Here you go. My first ever dialogue only drabble. Enjoy. Oh, the fluff! It burns!

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"Moooonyyyyy!"

"What?"

"Come here."

"I'm studying, Padfoot."

"You're always studying."

"..."

"Remus. Moony-kins. Remy-poo."

"What?"

"I love you."

"You... love me? Sirius, what the hell?"

"Aw, you look adorable when you blush. I love you."

"Stop saying that. You don't mean it, so piss off."

"Of course I mean it. I, Sirius Orion Black, never tell someone that I love them without meaning it."

"And when, pray tell, was the last time you said those three words to someone other than yourself?"

"Er..."

"Exactly! You don't mean it, and I don't want to hear it if you're joking around."

"So, you want to hear it."

"I didn't say that-"

"Oh yes, you did. You want me to say it. To you, and mean it."

"Sirius, get off of your knees and go sit down somewhere else. Get away from me. What are you doing? Why is your hand on my thigh?"

"Remus John Lupin, I am in love you. I really, really love you. As in, 'I want to shag you and only you for the rest of my life', in love with you."

"What? Sirius, did James put you up to this? I will kill that bastard and make venison out of his corpse. Let me up, Black. I'm tired of your lies."

"What do I have to do to prove my sincerity to you? And sit down, for Merlin's sake."

"Kiss me."

"Remus?"

"I said, 'kiss me'. You won't do it, I can tell. I know you, Padfoot, and you like girl-Mmph."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Sirius."

"Remus..."

"Ohmigod, ohmigod. You're serious. Stop smirking, you dunce. Just... kiss me again."

"Gladly. Rawr!"

"..."

"Oi! You lot!"

"..."

"Oi!"

"Prongs, what are you doing up here? Where's Sirius and Remus-OH MY GOD! Are they... Is that Padfoot's tongue in Moony's mouth?"

"Turn away, Wormtail. This isn't meant for our innocent eyes. For fuck's sake, you guys! Get a room!"

"They... are in a room, Prongs. Can we... I think I'm going to be sick."

"Wormy? Please, don't barf there. That's my bed. Peter! That's disgusting!"

"Sorry, mate. I'll clean it up later. I need to... leave. Right now."

"Peter! Don't desert me, you bastard!"

"..."

"..."

"Are they gone?"

"I think so. Well, Moony?"

"What?"

"Your grin tells me that you are satisfied. What else are you going to tell me?"

"Don't pout, Padfoot. I love you too, you big lout. Now go away, I have to finish my homework."

"Mooooooonnnnnnyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!"

~End