“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.
Ollie's pout deepened, "You can't just kiss me like that and then not expect me to want more and then deny me like that. No fair." He sighed softly, shaking his head, "Let's go then."
Ollie's own bruises were visible, mainly the new one around his neck. It was a lot worse now then it had been in the morning, but he wasn't too worried, he knew no one at his school was going to care.
Quinn laughed gently, shaking his head. “I’m sorry about that, Ollie. I promise that when we get back I’ll make it up to you~” he smiled half-heartedly and tugged on Ollie’s shirt.
He looked out of it as they walked out the bar, his eyes staring unseeingly into the distance. “Ollie…? Could we… hide the fact we’re a thing while at school…? I-I’m afraid you or I will get hurt because of it.”
"Good, you'd better," He sighed softly. To Quinn's question he nodded, though he wasn't happy about it, but he'd respect Quinn's wish, "Yeah, of course we can, if that's what you want."
Quinn took Ollie’s hand shyly. “We can tell a few people… I’m just scared. I don’t want to be hurt again.” He shivered, his back arching at the memory of the rod and lamp against it.
Ollie gave Quinn's hand a squeeze, "I know… we won't show it to people, then. If you want to tell someone then that's okay, I don't care. It's up to you how we tell people."
“Thank you, Ollie.” He pressed a kiss to the other’s head and blushed lightly. He brought the collar of his loose t-shirt over his lower face, thinking. “I didn’t move too fast did I? You really want to be my boyfriend? It’s been only three or four days since I first met you… is it too soon?” He asked suddenly. His anxiety was starting to spike. He needed to get more of his meds sometime.
Ollie stop him, standing on his toes to kiss Quinn on the cheek, "You're not moving too fast, and yes I want to be your boyfriend. I don't think it's too soon, but if you're having second thoughts…"
“No!” He gasped, his voice a little louder than he wanted it to be. “No. I’m not having second thoughts. I full heartedly love you. I just want to make sure I’m not overbearing.”
"You're not, Quinn," Ollie squeezed his hand again, "I promise you you're not."
He pressed his head against Ollie’s, taking in a deep breath. “I love you, Ollie… thank you.”
“No need to thank me.” Ollie replied softly, giving Quinn a soft smile.
Quinn laughed gently and kissed Ollie’s cheek. “What if I want to though?”
Ollie shrugged a shoulder, "Then I guess you can."
He laughed, swinging their arms gently. He blushed lightly, happy to have such an amazing boyfriend.
Ollie hummed softly as they walked, trying to distract himself from the fact that he was going from one hellhole to another.