the star of northland
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Thread Topic: the star of northland
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"I know, but it's- God, it's so annoying," Elliot muttered, taking another sip of water and rubbing his temples.
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Quinn rested his hand on Elliot's, smiling softly. 'I'm happy to help.'
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Elliot flushed red, his hand tense under Quinn's. He chuckled softly and nodded, setting the cup down. "Thanks."
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Quinn blushed lightly, smiling. 'You're welcome.'
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Elliot exhaled softly as he leaned back against the couch, subconsciously shifting in his seat so his shoulder rested against Quinn's. He looked back at the TV, zoning out on whatever was playing.
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Quinn slowly wrapped an arm around his shoulders, turning his attention to the TV.
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Elliot froze and turned red, glancing at Quinn for a moment. "Wh- What are you doing?" He asked, his voice wavering slightly.
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Quinn blushed and quickly took his arm off. 'N-Nothin',' he stammered, quickly looking away.
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Elliot stared at Quinn for a moment, moving away slightly. No, it's- it's too soon, and I- I'm just going to get him hurt... He turned his attention back to the TV, hugging his uninjured leg to his chest and resting his chin on his knee.
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Quinn fiddled with his hands. He stood up. 'I'm, er, going to go make some dinner,' he said awkwardly, walking towards the door. Goddamn it, why'd I have to do that?!
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Elliot nodded, watching Quinn walk off. He groaned softly and leaned back against the couch, covering his face. Maybe if I wasn't in imminent danger, maybe- maybe it could work out...
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Quinn got started with dinner, which was insanely difficult with only one arm. He didn't have much in the fridge, so he made 2-minute chicken noodles, figuring everybody liked those.
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Elliot laid back on the couch, yawning softly as he watched the TV and waited for Quinn to come back. He inhaled, the smell of the food making him smile.
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After a while Quinn came back, balancing two bowls of noodles on his arm and carefully setting them on the coffee table.
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