Ollie whimpered, sniffling as his cheeks became wet with tears, "I-I'm sorry… I'm s-so sorry." He stuttered, voice cracking. A nightmare. And clearly whatever it had been about had rattled him a lot. He looked so small, smaller then he usually was and so, so fragile.
"It's alright. I'm still here, Ollie. I'm not going to leave." He reassured, pulling Ollie into a hug and kissing the tears that fell. "Everything is going to be okay. You're safe." He murmured gently rocking them both.
The tears fell faster and he couldn't hold them back. He hid his face in the crook of Quinn's neck, still sobbing and whimpering. He couldn't help but feel bad for Quinn since he had to deal with him, with this but he couldn't get any coherent words out in the moment.
"Shhh… It's alright…" He rubbed Ollie's back gently, looking up as his Aunt returned with two mugs. She offered one to Ollie with a small smile. The drink inside smelled of a mix of herbs. The other mug was given to Quinn.
"Drink, you two. It'll help calm you down." She instructed, standing awkwardly by and watching with a soft smile.
Ollie pulled away slightly onto to accept the mug, stuttering out a weak 'thank-you' as he did so. He wiped at his eyes, trying calm himself down at least a little. He was flushed from from embarrassment and from crying. He looked down, avoiding eye contact with the two of them.
Quinn sat next to Ollie and kissed his cheek gently. "Ollie, are you alright? Did you have a nightmare?" He asked carefully, pressing his face into Ollie's neck and sighing gently. "I love you so much."
Ollie bit his cheek and nodded a little, "Y-Yeah.. i-it was a nightmare…" He mumbled. He kept his gaze down cast in his lap and at the cup in his lap, "I'm sorry…" He was sorry that Quinn had to deal with him and all of this. He was sorry for being a burden on him.
Quinn set his mug down on the coffee table, bringing Ollie into a tight hug. "Don't apologize it's not your fault. Nightmare's just happen. You're safe here with us. We'll make sure you're okay."
Ollie relaxed slightly into Quinn. He nodded a couple times, trying to calm down more. He knew he was safe here, he knew his dad wasn’t going to hurt him. But… he also knew he couldn’t do if he tried, if he found him and that set him on edge.
"Would you like to help me with the rest of my room? I still have to organize everything… I'll explain some more too while we're up there." Quinn murmured gently, kissing the trail of tears on Ollie's cheek.
"I'll call you two back down when breakfast is done. We'll have waffles. If you need them, there are condoms in the bathroom." She teased lightly, smiling and ruffling Quinn's hair. He blushed but glared lightly. It didn't seem like the time but maybe it would cheer Ollie up?
The thought of food sent Ollie’s stomach churning m but he didn’t want to be rude so he nodded, anyway. The other comment Claire made sent his cheeks burning furiously red. He tried to ignore it, but it was obvious, “Can you carry me?” He asked, pouting up at Quinn.
Quinn laughed, smiling down at Ollie and pecking him on the cheek. "I can carry you, yes." He bent down and picked Ollie up, nuzzling into his neck and pressing soft kisses there. "I love you so much, you're too cute."
Ollie let out a soft giggle, wrapping his legs around Quinn’s waist and his arms around his neck, “Only for you.” He rested his head on Quinn’s shoulder, sighing contently.
He walked them down the hallway, smiling at Ollie's soft sigh. The smaller male fit so well in his arms. He shut his door behind him as he entered the space. He flopped onto the bed with Ollie still in his arms, grinning. "You're so cute." He snickered softly and attacked Ollie with a flurry of kisses.
Ollie squeaked and then giggled. Quinn knew exactly how to cheer him up and it was one of the reasons why he loved him so much, “Quiiiin,” He whined playfully, still smiling and giggling.
"Oooollllieee" He wined back just as playfully, pulling back to grin down at the one he loved. "God you're so cute it kills me." He bumped their noses together and purred faintly.
Ollie blushed, sticking his tongue out at Quinn for a moment, "Again, only for you." He adjusted the position they were in, Ollie sitting up in Quinn's lap and straddling him, "I love you."
Quinn smirked up at Ollie as he switched their position, pulling him down by his collar for a quick kiss. "I love you more, you dork."
Ollie rolled his eyes, “I am not a dork.” He protested, bracing his arms next to Quinn’s head with a grin. One that wasn’t as wide as he wanted due to the split lip.
"Oh you're the biggest dork I know." He teased, snickering softly as he watched Ollie carefully. "What are you planning up there, Ollie?" He snickered softly and reached up to run his fingers through the other's hair. "I mean, I'm not complaining, I have the best view."
Ollie shrugged a shoulder, sitting back slightly. He traced down Quinn's jaw, touch light as it traveled down Quinn's chest, "I dunno. You're just comfy." He blushed lightly, letting his fingers trace as far down as he could before the traced back up again.
Quinn closed his eyes, humming at the touch to his jaw. He shivered lightly as Ollie moved lower, a small sigh leaving his lips. "You're comfy too. And you smell good and you're soft and cute and amazing." He rambled, giggling softly.
Ollie’s blush deepened and he leaned down to press a light kiss to Quinn’s cheek with a giggle, “I dunno about that, but thank you. I can say the same thing back to you.”
Quinn wrapped his arms around Ollie’s neck and pulled him down, grinning. “It’s all true. Everything I say it true about you.”
Ollie flopped down onto of Quinn with an oof, smiling down at him, “If you say so. Thank you, even though I don’t believe you. How… how can I be cute when I look like this?” He gestured to the bruises and cuts.