darker_london | Home is where the heart is...or something sappy (Flynn, Quinn)

It was 11:47pm, and Flynn was standing outside Quinn's dormroom, absolutely soaked. He was holding Chinese takeout in his arms...thankfully in a plastic bad, and he was shivering like mad. He kicked against the door in lieu of knocking and when Quinn annswered, Flynn just chattered his teeth at him. Quinn's face fell and he pulled Flynn inside without asking questions. "Mal! What are you doing?!" He asked, once he grabbed a blanket to wrap about Flynn's shoulders.

"Just...had to walk."

"In a gale!?" Quinn took the food from Flynn's hands and he put it on top of his desk. "You're going to catch pneumonia! You have to get those clothes off." Quickly, he started unbuttoning Flynn's shirt. "What were you walking for, Mal?"

"Deirdre."

Quinn stopped unbuttoning and he blinked. He hadn't been online today. He'd been doing his essay prep. "W..what about Deirdre?"

"They took her! The people from Rome. They took her and Tamm's girlfriend. And they're in Rome and Spectre said they could be hurting them and I couldn't just...sit."

Quinn looked absolutely crushed. "They have...Deirdre and Kay?"

Flynn nodded sadly. "Spectre's freaking out and Thomas's dead girlfriend is back too. She's really hot... And Stephie is going to Rome to get them and I feel like I should go too, but there's recording the EP and Errol and lectures and...someone should stay here. It's...dangerous."

"And I'm not upset about the idea of you not rushing in there again." Quinn leaned forward and he kissed Flynn's rainy lips. "I have faith in our friends."

"Yeah."

Quinn continued to unbutton Flynn's shirt and then he quickly retrieved a heavy one for Flynn to wear instead. "Here. Put this on. And this." He wrapped the blanket around Flynn's shoulders and then he helped Flynn into another pair of trousers too. Trousers that were much too big for him. "Wow...I must be hippy or something..."

"Or I'm still too skinny." Flynn reached forward and he hooked his fingers into Quinn's beltloops. "I love you, Quinn. And I was wandering. And when I decided I shouldn't stay in the rain, I knew I needed to go home. And I came here. Home is you." He kissed Quinn's forehead. "I was never homeless. I realise that now. Not really. Because I always had you. Even if I didn't know. I know now. I'll always have you."

Quinn wrapped his arms around Flynn's waist and he nuzzled Flynn's neck. "Yes, Mal. Yes you will. God, I love you too."

"Let's have food. I brought food. We can eat it and watch something and try to forget for a little while?"

"And then have sex while Booster watches us, looking unamused?"

"And then fall asleep. You can be on me this time."

"Deal!" Quinn kissed Flynn's nose for good measure, and then he attacked the bag of food. He was quite ravenous and worried. Greasy food was just the ticket.