the_debt_of_time

Mia silently agreed, closing her eyes and making the small request of the room.
When she opened her eyes, the brightness of the forest was gone; they were still on the
grass, now under a blanket of open, black sky, speckled with stars.
"You're the sky, Mia," Remus whispered in her ear. "You're this amazing, endless,
magical entity. We've just established that you can't have the moon," he said, pointing to
himself.
"Okay."
"So tell me what do you see without the moon in the sky?"
"A terrible metaphor," she said, earning a poke in the ribs. She let out a heavy sigh,
already knowing where he was going with his point, but she let him anyway because when
it came to her, Remus got away with anything. The man—and boy—could do no wrong.
Everything he ever did was for her benefit. "Stars. I see stars."
"What star do you see first?"
She pointed straight ahead. "The brightest. Alpha Canis Majoris," she said, using
the technical term for the star stuck inside the beautiful constellation. Then she sniffed,
resigned. "Also known as the Dog Star."
"We like to call that star―"
"Sirius," she whispered with a heavy breath. "The brightest star in the sky is Sirius."
"So what now?" Remus asked, looking oddly pleased with himself after
psychoanalysing her and tricking her into some semblance of acceptance. "What about us?"
"What do you want?" Mia asked.
"I don't want to be alone," he confessed sadly, "but I don't want to stand in your
way of anything that could happen."
"No dating each other?"
He cringed, looking awkward. "Might get complicated."
"I agree," she said, hesitation in her voice.
"But... ?" he prompted, a hungry look in his eyes.
She leant forward, kissing his neck. "But there's no reason not to take advantage of
the fact that we're physically compatible?"
"You don't think I'm just a randy bloke looking to get a girl in the sack?"
"You already got the girl in the sack."