Sirius frowned a little, never one to hide his reactions or emotions. He reached for Remus's arm and used that grip to pull him close, wrapping both arms around him. He held him close against him like that until he could hear and feel him breathe more regularly. All the while he played with Remus's hair, slightly amazed at its texture. "You've got proper soft hair, mate. Like spun silk or something."

He really enjoyed the feel of it. "Let's go in, yeah? Sit down a bit."

He finally moved away from Remus enough to unlock the door to his flat, letting Remus go through the door first again. It was a pretty small place, bedroom and living room, small kitchenette. Nothing special, but his first proper space. He had a Pride flag on the wall, his sofa had seen better days and there were posters of theatre and movies up, as well as the inevitable motorcycle or two. The door to the bedroom was closed right now, and Sirius gestured to the sofa. "Sit down, I'm gonna get us something to drink. What do you fancy, beer? ...not sure what else I have. I can check."