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Who You Are Is Not What You've Been || Quinn and Hunter
Hunter hummed softly and held her close to him. “That sounds nice, babe,” he nodded, pulling away slowly to stretch more.
Quinn swung her feet over the side of the bed, pulling down the shirt she had put on the night before. She stood up and stretched a bit before turning to look at him, nodding towards the kitchen. "Ready?"
Who You Are Is Not What You've Been || Quinn and Hunter
Hunter smiled and nodded. “That would be nice. But you know I can cook, right?” he laughed softly, kissing her head gently without thinking about it too much.Â
"We can cook together," she said with a small smile, cuddling a little closer to him.
Who You Are Is Not What You've Been || Quinn and Hunter
Hunter groaned, slowly coming to his senses as he felt her weight on him. Opening his eyes, he yawned, looking at her. “Good morning,” he smiled lightly, checking the time.Â
"Morning, sunshine." she said, returning his smile a bit. "I have to be at work in two hours, but do you want breakfast first?"
Who You Are Is Not What You've Been || Quinn and Hunter
Hunter nodded, and closed his eyes, seeping into the bed more as sleep came over him again. “Mkay…sounds good to me,” he smiled lightly.Â
[TIME SKIP]Â
Quinn groaned as the alarm on her phone went off, blinking away the sleep from her eyes. After a few moments she nudged Hunter awake, her chin resting on his chest.Â
Who You Are Is Not What You've Been || Quinn and Hunter
Quinn cuddled into his side, her head tucking underneath his chin. “Is this going to be awkward tomorrow?”
Hunter shook his head. “I don’t see why it would have to be awkward,” he smiled lightly. “I promise. I don’t regret this and I won’t regret it,” he nodded. Wrapping an arm around her, he turned off the light, and smiled lightly.Â
"Neither do I," she said softly, cuddling a little closer. "I- We can talk about it in the morning."
Who You Are Is Not What You've Been || Quinn and Hunter
Quinn picked up his discarded shirt and pulled it over her head, not bothering with any other clothing. She followed him into the bedroom, climbing in the bed next to him.
Hunter pulled the covers back on the bed and made quick change of underwear so they were fresh before climbing into bed, smiling. He was still much too exhausted to be able to form many thoughts other than his body telling him that it needed more sleep before functioning properly.Â
Quinn cuddled into his side, her head tucking underneath his chin. "Is this going to be awkward tomorrow?"
[TIME SKIP]
Quinn looked over at Hunter groggily, her eyes scanning his apartment. Her dress was still discarded across the room, his clothes right along with it. The apartment was bathed in the light of a streetlamp, they must have fallen asleep. One of them had pulled a...
Quinn picked up his discarded shirt and pulled it over her head, not bothering with any other clothing. She followed him into the bedroom, climbing in the bed next to him.
Who You Are Is Not What You've Been || Quinn and Hunter
She moaned softly as he kissed her, leaning into his touch. “That’s better,” she whispered, drawing him closer.
Hunter grinned, taking his time with making sure she felt good, paying attention to the things she liked and the things she didn’t seem to like as much.Â
[TIME SKIP]
Quinn looked over at Hunter groggily, her eyes scanning his apartment. Her dress was still discarded across the room, his clothes right along with it. The apartment was bathed in the light of a streetlamp, they must have fallen asleep. One of them had pulled a blanket down on them, it must have been Hunter because she hadn't remembered doing it. Without thinking, she nudged him awake, wanting to get off the rough ground. "Hunter, get up. C'mon lets move into you bed."
Who You Are Is Not What You've Been || Quinn and Hunter
"I’m a vocal girl," she said, laughing softly. "If you do something wrong, I’ll let you know. Just do what feels right," she said, kissing him reassuringly.
Hunter nodded, and kissed her back deeply, running his hands over her now bare skin gently, moving his lips down to her neck to suck and nip at the skin there.Â
She moaned softly as he kissed her, leaning into his touch. "That's better," she whispered, drawing him closer.
Who You Are Is Not What You've Been || Quinn and Hunter
"We’re not in high school anymore," she whispered, helping him with her dress. "You don’t have to touch me like I’m a fifteen year old girl."
Hunter bit his lip, nodding. “I..I know, but that was the last time I knew how you like to be touched,” he whispered back, pulling her dress down further and off. “I just…I guess I’m scared about pushing you..”Â
"I'm a vocal girl," she said, laughing softly. "If you do something wrong, I'll let you know. Just do what feels right," she said, kissing him reassuringly.
Who You Are Is Not What You've Been || Quinn and Hunter
She stopped trailing when he groaned, paying special attention to the spot that had elicited the sound. One hand found the back of her dress, starting to pull the zipper down.
Hunter groaned quietly, starting to push her dress off of her shoulders carefully. He didn’t want to make a wrong move, but since she was the one who unzipped her dress, he figured that was a good sign that he was being okay.Â
"We're not in high school anymore," she whispered, helping him with her dress. "You don't have to touch me like I'm a fifteen year old girl."
Who You Are Is Not What You've Been || Quinn and Hunter
Hunter groaned softly when she hit one of his spots, gripping her tighter to him. He had missed being with her like that and forgot how much she always seemed to turn him on. His hands roamed her back gently tracing patterns there.Â
She stopped trailing when he groaned, paying special attention to the spot that had elicited the sound. One hand found the back of her dress, starting to pull the zipper down.
Who You Are Is Not What You've Been || Quinn and Hunter
She kissed down his neck, her hands roaming over his chest. How had they got there anyway? How had they went from heading to bed to making out on his floor? She’d be lying if she said she cared.Â
Hunter hummed, holding her close to him. He had no clue what they were doing and how they got there, but he wasn’t about to stop it. Not when he had missed her so much. He rubbed her back softly, tilting his head back to give her better access to his neck.Â
She nipped along his neck, trying to remember where his most sensitive spots were. She had missed this. Missed being close to him. It was crazy, but she couldn't help it.
Who You Are Is Not What You've Been || Quinn and Hunter
Hunter nodded, slowly breaking apart so she could get his shirt off. He was still as fit as he was in high school, if not even more fit because of the modeling job taking off. He had to make sure he was picture perfect then, and he liked to think he succeeded that goal fairly well. She was safe to Hunter. Someone, that before everything happened, that he had trusted more than anyone else.Â
She kissed down his neck, her hands roaming over his chest. How had they got there anyway? How had they went from heading to bed to making out on his floor? She'd be lying if she said she cared.Â
Who You Are Is Not What You've Been || Quinn and Hunter
Hunter groaned slightly. How was it that she still effected him so much after all this time? She broke his heart, and yet, this felt right to him. Like everything was coming together once again and was okay. It was new and yet familiar to him. He kissed her deeper, gripping at her hips gently.Â
She tugged at his shirt, silently asking permission to pull it off of him. She deepened the kiss, her heart racing. It had been a long time since she felt this right with someone, not even Finn had gave her this- sense of home. Hunter did. He had always felt like home to her, it didn't seem to be going away.Â
Who You Are Is Not What You've Been || Quinn and Hunter
Hunter always knew he missed Quinn no matter how much he wanted to not miss her. He had loved her, and something like that was too hard to completely forget. He held her tight in his arms, not wanting the kiss to ever have to end.Â
Five years. It had been five years since she'd been with him. Back then it all seemed like a stupid high school relationship, puppy love. Now, it felt different. Had she really loved him? Could it have evolved into something more if she'd let it? She thought about it as her hand slipped under his shirt, scratching lightly over his back.
Who You Are Is Not What You've Been || Quinn and Hunter
Hunter looked at her and was about to say something, but then she was kissing him, and he couldn’t do anything but kiss her back, smiling gently against her lips.Â
Her back arched slightly as they kissed, one of her hands sliding into his hair. She hadn't realized how much she missed him until then, but now it was hitting her.Â
