[He snorts at that--but there's a good warm feeling in his chest at that little confession, stupid though it is. He shouldn't be pleased that Remus gets jealous over him, and yet he is.]

There's not much to be jealous of, you know I'm only interested in-- [Ah, but love, and Remus laying stretched across his lap. He grins and leans down to kiss him, on the forehead.] I love you too. Especially when you're squiffy.