scout
hey did i leave my hat in your room the
other day?
it's technically finch's and he leaves tmrw
Quinn Hughes
The grey one?
scout
it's pretty grey yeah
Quinn Hughes
It's here
He leaves tomorrow?
scout
mhm
luke and him were out all day doing
who knows what
Quinn Hughes
Ohhhhh
That's where he was
scout
they're really pals
so hat.
Quinn Hughes
I'm sure jack would love to bring it to you
scout
not this again
Quinn Hughes
Whatever
Either I can bring it to you or you
can come get it
scout
okay
i'll tell birdy and tiny that i'm going to the
store or some shit and come by
Quinn Hughes
Why not just say you're getting the hat
scout
im still pissed at you.
Quinn Hughes
Oh
Oh.
scout
yeah
figure out a way to get me in without
anyone seeing me
Quinn Hughes
Back gate.
No headlights in the drive
scout
im no amateur
Quinn Hughes
Sneak around a lot?
scout
back in the day sure
Quinn Hughes
Hm
See you in a bit
* * * * *
"Hey, I'm going to go to the store," I say, ready to book it the fuck out of there.
Finch sits up. "I'll come with."
"Sorry, bud. Liquor run."
"Do you think you could..."
"Going away present? Sure."
"I'll tell Val you left when she gets out of the shower."
I salute him and he copies.
* * * * *
Quinn meets me at the back door. It's easy to get from there to the stairs with little interference. It's how I got to Quinn's room the other day. No one saw me even though they were all downstairs. He holds a finger up to his lips and grabs my wrist the moment I get inside. While we rush through the house, I run my other hand up and down his back to try and mess with him.
The moment he closes his bedroom door, I'm getting pressed against it. "Fuck you." is whispered against my lips right before his lips crash into mine. It's got every last ounce of that argument to it. It's gasoline to the fire in my stomach.
He pulls away and I sigh. Pure disappointment. He's kissing my jaw and then moving down to my neck. When I realize what he's doing, I push him away. "Not happening. Summer at a lake is not fit for hickeys that have to get covered."
"What about those scratches you left?" He mumbles, getting closer again.
My fingers lace into the back of his hair. "Babe, hickeys are a bit more blatant."
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make you miss me • q. hughes
Fanfiction"You're going to miss me, you know that right?" "I've never missed any fling I've had, Quinn. Don't get your hopes up." Where Scout and Quinn get off to a rocky start and make some choices that make it even rockier. ************* quinn hughes x fem...
