Shh.

[He murmurs that against his mouth, and kisses him again, a little more gentle than Remus' kisses.]

I know. You don't need to say it. You're irritable and a prat sometimes and I'm a prick and just as irritable, maybe more-- and I love you, so it doesn't matter. Not for either one of us.

I love you. And I'm not going anywhere. All right?