roommates

twenty

No one expected Ellie to yell as loud as she did when Quinn and Clay walked into the apartment the next day, both looking extremely tired, Quinn's neck covered in hickeys.

"What the fuuuuck!" Ellie looked at Clay with wide eyes, "You fucking vacuum cleaner."

"Is that... safe?" Nick joked under his breath, and Quinn wondered if he was right, as nice as it felt to receive the hickeys, they made it incredibly impossible for Quinn to be on camera for the next two weeks.

"I uh... oops," Clay shrugged, looking rather bashful.

"So like..." Ellie looked between the two expectantly. When they tried to sneak in, Ellie caught the pair right before they made it to Quinn's room, and after seeing their state of being, she dragged them to the kitchen table, Nick following her. Now, Clay and Quinn were trying to figure out any way that they could get some actual rest together, "Are you together? Are you just fucking?"

"Ellie," Quinn and Nick seemed to scold in sync, before sharing a smile at their likeness.

"These are important things I need to know," Ellie's go to bit was the one where she played Quinn's parent, considering that Quinn didn't really have that influence, "I need to know your intentions with my daughter."

"I have not slept enough for this," Quinn stood from the table grumpily, she would like to sleep.

"Come 'ere," Clay pulled on her hand to keep her from walking away. Quinn paused for a moment and then sat on Clay's lap, hugging him around his neck, and resting her head in his embrace. He gave a knowing look to Ellie, who seemed to have gotten her answer from this moment.

Ellie smiled at the pair. Despite the fact that Quinn's neck looked like she was in the middle of a giraffe cosplay, she looked so comfortable in Clay's arms. That's what it was supposed to be like. Ellie was happy for her.

"We'll talk later," Ellie whispered to Clay, who definitely should have been expecting this. Nick nodded, also signifying that they were gonna have to talk about this.

"Get her to bed," Nick pointed at Quinn who was blinking slowly against Clay's neck, her eyelashes tickled his neck. Clay sat there for a moment with Quinn, watching Nick and Ellie stand from the table, saying that they were going to the store for groceries.

"How domestic," Clay teased, and Nick rolled his eyes.

"Just wait bro," he pointed to Quinn, who was breathing slowly, "It'll come for you too... but it's not a bad thing," Nick kissed the top of Ellie's head who smiled at her boyfriend.

"Take care of her," Ellie pressed, "please."

"Of course," Clay nodded as the couple walked out, locking the door behind them.

In the silence, Clay rested his chin on top of Quinn's head. She had really fallen asleep right in his arms, it showed how much she trusted him.

"Quinn," Clay shook her awake quietly, feeling a yawn of his own coming on.

"Mm?" Quinn hummed.

"Let's get to bed, yeah?" Clay suggested, and slowly, Quinn stood, stretched and walked to her bedroom, pulling Clay by the hand. She looked like a child, the way she rubbed her eyes and pulled on his hand, urging him to follow. Clay was busy admiring the girl, seeing how lovely she was even in moments of sleepiness.

"You'll stay with me, right?" Quinn mumbled, closing her curtains, making the room darker.

"Do you want me to?" Clay was a little worried that they would burn out quickly if they left no space in the relationship, but of course he wanted to stay with her.