Eliot starts to pull the drink away from Quentin’s mouth, and Quentin follows it for another sip before Eliot gets the straw out of his mouth. Eliot chuckles, and Quentin flushes darker. He hadn’t meant to chase after it, he was still trying to pretend that he didn’t like it. But he thinks that that might be a lost cause at this point.
I Don’t Care (If I’m A Guilty Pleasure For You) by missjulia @brokenbottlesbyherside









