White It out Like Glittering Wax Butterflies

Shot Down By Strangers Whose Glances Can Cripple..

"YOU!" Quinn pointed at me dramatically.
I looked around, then pointed at myself. "Me?"

"Yes, you."

I dropped the shirt that I was picking up. "I didn't do it, I swear."

Quinn tackled me to the floor and stradled me.

I just stared at him with a shocked expression.

"You know," Quinn smirked. "Bert and Jeph are leaving soon..."

"So... does that mean we get to sit like an adorable couple and watch a nice movie?"

Quinn frowned. "You're so mean."

I turned my mouth into a half frown. "I'm sorry honey, I'm just not ready to take it that far."

He smiled. "That's okay."

I smiled and leaned up to kiss him quickly. "Thanks for understanding."

"No problem honey."

Both of us got up and walked out to the living room to find a movie.

We ended up picking out "What's Eating Gilbert Grape" ((A/N: Which is an amazing movie, by the way)) and falling asleep on the couch together.

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"Awww! That's so cute!"

"Shh! Ember! They're trying to sleep!" Jepha hushed.

"I'M JUST SAYING THAT THEY'RE CUTE TOGETHER!"

"SHH!" Two people hushed, probably Bert and Dan.

Quinn wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. He was probably awake and he thought I was sleeping. But, of course, your humble narrator ((A/N: Ha ha, A Clockwork Orange moment...)) was awake, and loving every second of being with Quinn.