extract from my somewhat get together fic :

Things started to change after a full moon. According to tradition, Sirius was lying with Remus in bed, cuddling him. Moony was half awake, in the sort of state where he didn’t know what he was saying. It usually ended up in long rants about what kind of chocolate was the best for which mood.

“Padfoot, d’you know I’m in love with you ?”

Alright, that was an unexpected turn.