Quinn chuckled to himself, smiling at the door even after Ollie had left through it. He sighed, laying back against the headboard of the bed.
His eyes turned to his phone when it began to ring. An unknown number… he didn’t answer.
Ollie didn't shower for long, not wanting to leave Quinn for longer then necessary. He made sure he was clean and completely finished in the bathroom before he headed back, humming lightly to himself.
Quinn smiled as Ollie returned, humming happily. “Hello my handsome love.” He purred, standing up to hug the other gently. “May I borrow your shower?”
Ollie was still a stuttery mess from before, and slightly pink, "Y-Yeah, go right a-ahead."
Quinn laughed gently and gave Ollie a quick kiss. “Did I embarrass you? I’m only teasing you, I’m sorry if it was too much. Just know that I’m going to take it as fast or as slow as you want… I’d be up for joining you anytime…” he said softly, going shy near the end.
"N-No, it's okay," Ollie smiled shyly, kissing Quinn back, "I don't mind the teasing, a-and I wouldn't mind i-if you had joined me." He bit his lip, shrugging a shoulder.
It was Quinn’s turn to blush. He rubbed his neck nervously and laughed gently. “I’ve never done anything like that… we- we should, uh, t-try sometime.”
Ollie giggled softly, "I-If you wanna," He lightly pushed at Quinn's chest, "Now go shower pretty boy,"
Quinn nodded gently before laughing, kissing Ollie’s cheek. “Alright, fiiine. I’ll shower. But I’m flattered you think I’m a pretty boy.”
Ollie shrugged again, "I-I mean it's true so… why wouldn't I think that?"
“You’re alright, love. I’ll be right back out. Be ready to go.” He cooed lovingly, disappearing into the bathroom to shower.
He was out in only a matter of moments, rubbing out his wet hair with a towel. He had put on some of his new clothes and actually made himself look nice. “I’m back”
Ollie had just finished slipping on his shoes when Quinn came back, giving him a once over and blushing lightly, "You look good."
“Thank you.” He smiled sweetly, laughing. “You look pretty good yourself.”
Ollie shrugged a shoulder, "I dunno 'bout that." He was wearing a second hand sweater and some very old jeans that were slightly too small.
“I think you’re handsome as hell.” Quinn murmured softly, kissing Ollie’s cheek. “I’ll get you some new clothes. And you can wear some of mine too.”
Ollie shook his head, “No, no you don’t have to, these are fine.” He knew he should get new clothes, but he needed to save which was more important.
He gently took Ollie’s face in his hands and brought him close. “You can wear anything of mine anytime you want… I think it would be rather cute to see you in my clothes~”
Ollie blushed, biting his bottom lip, "Th-They'd be way too big though."
“Exactly. Seeing you in just one of my shirts…~” Quinn blushed at his own confidence, he shook his head lightly, biting his own lip. “You’d be irresistible. You’re very handsome and cute as is.”
Ollie went even redder, looking down at his feet to hide it just slightly. Irresistible?
"M-Maybe… Maybe tonight… then?"
Quinn tilted Ollie’s chin up to connect their lips in a lingering kiss. “Whenever you want.”
Ollie lightly held onto the front of Quinn's shirt. The kiss made him want more, he couldn't help it.
Quinn ended the kiss far earlier than he wanted to. He ruffled Ollie’s hair and smirked. “If we keep at this we’ll miss school entirely.” He snickered lightly. “Let’s get going, cutie.”
Ollie pouted, "That's so not far." He mumbled, sighing softly as he walked away to grab his bag.
“What do you mean? It’s perfectly fair.” He snickered under his breath and watched Ollie carefully as he drifted away into thought.
Quinn’s bruises and cuts were still very visible. If anything it appeared like he had more than he remembered. His eye had blackened slightly, not enough to need attention but enough to be noticed.
He didn’t want anyone asking if he was okay and what happened. He couldn’t handle recounting it all.