Sirius could only nod in reply as he gripped the doorframe, lightheaded. Remus was wearing his glasses again, along with a trim, white Oxford shirt with the top two buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, slim-fitting charcoal gray trousers, and black Chelsea boots. Teddy—who had on a button-down shirt and a candy apple red bowtie—was strapped to Remus’s chest in the baby carrier. Despite the rest of his cleaned-up appearance, though, Remus’s hair was the same gorgeous mop of messy, close-cropped curls that it always was, and the juxtaposition of that with his clothes made Sirius want to fall to his knees and worship at his feet.