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darker_london2008-11-19 03:54 pm
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Now that's love (Flynn/Quinn)
Deirdre had gone with Spectre and everyone to get Mara back, and Flynn would have gone too, but he didn't fit in the cars, nor did they need him since there wasn't going to be a fight. Just a pickup, thanks for some kid named Bender or something. Flynn didn't really care what his name was, he was going to give that Bender a huge kiss whether he liked it or not. He had saved their Mara.
When Quinn arrived home from classes, he found Flynn in their bedroom smiling at him, and a bouquet of roses on the bed. "For me?" He said cutely, as if there was actually someone else Flynn would leave roses on the bed for and he was shocked by this.
"For you." Flynn stood and he took Quinn's bag from him, which was rather heavy. Darn post grad students. "Mara got in touch with us. She's okay. She's on her way home."
"Oh thank fuck!" Quinn wrapped his arms around Flynn, who was quite happy to do the same. While he had known Quinn wouldn't be angry at him for sleeping with Deirdre, considering it was only to help her mental state, and anything to keep Deirdre from jumping off balconies was a good thing, he had expected a little weirdness and there was none. When Quinn released him, he went to pick up the flowers. "They're beautiful, Bub. We should put them in water."
Flynn nodded. "I can get a vase. I missed you."
"I missed you too, Mister." Quinn moved to kiss Flynn's chin, which was now a little scruffy. "Ooh, ruffian."
"I didn't have time to shave."
"I like it, it makes you look all hardcore." Quinn winked and he watched Flynn leave to find a vase. By the time Flynn returned, Quinn had cleared off a space on the bedside table for the vase to rest. The second the roses were safe and inside, Quinn turned to Flynn. "So, you had sex with a girl!" His eyes were positively shining with mischievousness now that it was safe to act like an imp. Mara was safe. "What was that like!"
"We're talking about Deirdre here! I don't want to describe it to you!" Flynn protested.
"And if I had asked about her, you would have a point." Quinn winked. "I am hardly going to ask you about the state of her...you know. Bleh. Ladyparts."
Flynn wiggled his eyebrows. "She has a piercing." And then he slapped his hands over his mouth. "She's going to elbow me in the balls again!" He said from behind his hands.
Quinn giggled and he kissed Flynn on his knuckles. "Don't worry, Flynn, I think Deirdre's the last person to be discreet about her clit piercing. I think I found out about it on the day I met her. I talked about noodles and she talked about...well...that. Mostly."
Flynn snorted. "That sounds about right. Anyway, it was nice. I wanted to show her it could be nice and it was. Two friends having sex when it means nothing but giving her a fond memory."
"As long as it's a fond memory for you too, Bub." Quinn said, dropping the joke and showing where he had been going in the first place. Quinn wasn't upset, but he had to make sure Flynn wasn't either. "Is it?"
"Yeah." Flynn was quick to nod "I got to help her. And it felt nice, but it wasn't you. No one else is ever you." Flynn reached out for Quinn's hand. "You make me crazy from across a room. Just by looking at me. Just by being there. You can take my breath away just by speaking. Even from a different country. I love you." Flynn, who had been harbouring some fear that he would come back from the airport to find a broken husk that had once been Quinn again, was relieved that his boyfriend was happy, in one piece, and smiling at him. 'Relieved' was probably a vast understatement.
"I love you too, Bub. Now come with me. Because I got all sweaty walking around and because you slept with a girl, now you get to wash me." Quinn knew that Flynn had been through a lot in the past few days as well. Eventually, he would get him to open up about it. Flynn needed to talk, sometimes it just took him a while.
"Oh, harsh." Flynn said with glee.
"I know. I'm a bastard, but those are the rules!" Quinn grinned and he led Flynn into their bathroom, discarding articles of clothing as he went. Flynn was home, Mara was safe, and everything was okay.
When Quinn arrived home from classes, he found Flynn in their bedroom smiling at him, and a bouquet of roses on the bed. "For me?" He said cutely, as if there was actually someone else Flynn would leave roses on the bed for and he was shocked by this.
"For you." Flynn stood and he took Quinn's bag from him, which was rather heavy. Darn post grad students. "Mara got in touch with us. She's okay. She's on her way home."
"Oh thank fuck!" Quinn wrapped his arms around Flynn, who was quite happy to do the same. While he had known Quinn wouldn't be angry at him for sleeping with Deirdre, considering it was only to help her mental state, and anything to keep Deirdre from jumping off balconies was a good thing, he had expected a little weirdness and there was none. When Quinn released him, he went to pick up the flowers. "They're beautiful, Bub. We should put them in water."
Flynn nodded. "I can get a vase. I missed you."
"I missed you too, Mister." Quinn moved to kiss Flynn's chin, which was now a little scruffy. "Ooh, ruffian."
"I didn't have time to shave."
"I like it, it makes you look all hardcore." Quinn winked and he watched Flynn leave to find a vase. By the time Flynn returned, Quinn had cleared off a space on the bedside table for the vase to rest. The second the roses were safe and inside, Quinn turned to Flynn. "So, you had sex with a girl!" His eyes were positively shining with mischievousness now that it was safe to act like an imp. Mara was safe. "What was that like!"
"We're talking about Deirdre here! I don't want to describe it to you!" Flynn protested.
"And if I had asked about her, you would have a point." Quinn winked. "I am hardly going to ask you about the state of her...you know. Bleh. Ladyparts."
Flynn wiggled his eyebrows. "She has a piercing." And then he slapped his hands over his mouth. "She's going to elbow me in the balls again!" He said from behind his hands.
Quinn giggled and he kissed Flynn on his knuckles. "Don't worry, Flynn, I think Deirdre's the last person to be discreet about her clit piercing. I think I found out about it on the day I met her. I talked about noodles and she talked about...well...that. Mostly."
Flynn snorted. "That sounds about right. Anyway, it was nice. I wanted to show her it could be nice and it was. Two friends having sex when it means nothing but giving her a fond memory."
"As long as it's a fond memory for you too, Bub." Quinn said, dropping the joke and showing where he had been going in the first place. Quinn wasn't upset, but he had to make sure Flynn wasn't either. "Is it?"
"Yeah." Flynn was quick to nod "I got to help her. And it felt nice, but it wasn't you. No one else is ever you." Flynn reached out for Quinn's hand. "You make me crazy from across a room. Just by looking at me. Just by being there. You can take my breath away just by speaking. Even from a different country. I love you." Flynn, who had been harbouring some fear that he would come back from the airport to find a broken husk that had once been Quinn again, was relieved that his boyfriend was happy, in one piece, and smiling at him. 'Relieved' was probably a vast understatement.
"I love you too, Bub. Now come with me. Because I got all sweaty walking around and because you slept with a girl, now you get to wash me." Quinn knew that Flynn had been through a lot in the past few days as well. Eventually, he would get him to open up about it. Flynn needed to talk, sometimes it just took him a while.
"Oh, harsh." Flynn said with glee.
"I know. I'm a bastard, but those are the rules!" Quinn grinned and he led Flynn into their bathroom, discarding articles of clothing as he went. Flynn was home, Mara was safe, and everything was okay.