Angsty Gay Romance Anyone? (O/O)?

“No you’re not.” He opened his phone and sent a text to his aunt, requesting to be checked out with Ollie. She agreed rather quickly. It felt weird.

“We’re going back to Aunt Claire’s place… I’m going to fix you up and you’re not going back to that pub.” He huffed. “Even if the police get involved they can’t take you away. There’s too much evidence against your father.” In the heat of his anger against Ollie’s father, Quinn nearly forgot the reason he wanted to see Ollie again. He paused, hesitating before he ran his fingers through Ollie’s hair.

“Hey I… I don’t want to leave you.” He started, sliding down to his knees and gently resting his head in Ollie’s lap. “I don’t want to breakup with you. I know I did you wrong but even if you can’t forgive me for it, I want to say I’m sorry for what I did. You deserve much more than me but if… if you want we can try again.”

Quinn sat up and wrapped his arms around Ollie, giving him a small squeeze. He didn’t let go, too afraid Ollie would leave or disappear. “I’m so dumb. I can’t just give you up after one fight. And it’s only been a day since all of this happened and I just feel like an asshole. I’m sorry you have to love such a dumbass, but this dumbass loves you so much…”

Quinn closed his eyes, breathing in Ollie’s soft scent and smiling softly. “Thank you…” he murmured, rubbing the other’s back reassuringly. A buzz in his pocket made him pull back.

He checked his phone and felt a wave of relief fall over him. “Come on, my Aunt is here. Let’s hurry.” He leaned over to scoop Ollie into his arms, smiling softly.

Quinn got a good view of the bruises around Ollie’s neck. It made him angry to see that someone had harmed his love. “You’re going to stay with me, Ollie. You’re not going back to that house. Do you need anything from there? I can grab it all for you.” He huffed softly, walking through the front doors and groaning at the sight of yet another fancy sports car waiting in front of the school for them. This one was a neon green and rather hard to miss. “I don’t like this. Why does she have to be so flashy? Why was it my aunt who had to be the estranged rich woman?!”

“He can’t touch you if I’m with you. You’re going to stay here by me. You’re not going back there and I’m not going to be hurt, love.” He kissed the top of Ollie’s head and sighed.

“It is… I don’t know what’s happening. She said she’s taking me in but I hardly know her and apparently she gets rich off of selling binders and sex toys…” he mumbled, opening up the back door and gently setting Ollie down into the seat. He hopped in on the other side and slid closer to Ollie.

Claire smiled sweetly. She was the older type of woman that one expected to see in some type of yoga studio that could flex better than any of the younger patrons. She had short, silver dyed hair and wore so much jewelry she could be defeated with a magnet. But she was kind in the eyes and soft spoken as she looked over Ollie and sighed.

“You poor thing. You must be Oliver. Let’s get you two back to the house and patch you up, Oliver.”

Quinn reached up to play with Ollie's hair, humming softly. He gently kissed Ollie's head and looked back up at his aunt. She smiled and waved away the thanks. "No problem, hun. Quinn likes you a lot. You're always welcome over at my place." She said softly as she drove off.

Quinn was silent for the ride, but he snuggled against Ollie as if he would never be able to touch him again. He closed his eyes and sighed gently.

Quinn rubbed soft circles into Ollie's back and arms even as they pulled into the driveway. He lifted Quinn up and carried him inside carefully, not wanting to wake him up. His aunt wandered around for a moment, setting items down and pointing to the couch. "Lay him down. Let him get his rest before we patch him up. I'll make something for breakfast." She instructed, smiling gently at Quinn as he did as told. He sat on the floor in front of the couch and sighed softly.

Quinn sat up quickly and reached out to take Ollie's face in his hands. Claire looked concerned, glancing over at the two and biting her lip. She turned to leave the room to somewhere Quinn didn't know. He didn't really care much anyways as he pressed his forehead to Quinn's and sighed gently. "Hey, I'm here, I'm here. Shhh… it'll be okay."

"It's alright. I'm still here, Ollie. I'm not going to leave." He reassured, pulling Ollie into a hug and kissing the tears that fell. "Everything is going to be okay. You're safe." He murmured gently rocking them both.

"Shhh… It's alright…" He rubbed Ollie's back gently, looking up as his Aunt returned with two mugs. She offered one to Ollie with a small smile. The drink inside smelled of a mix of herbs. The other mug was given to Quinn.

"Drink, you two. It'll help calm you down." She instructed, standing awkwardly by and watching with a soft smile.

Quinn sat next to Ollie and kissed his cheek gently. "Ollie, are you alright? Did you have a nightmare?" He asked carefully, pressing his face into Ollie's neck and sighing gently. "I love you so much."

Quinn set his mug down on the coffee table, bringing Ollie into a tight hug. "Don't apologize it's not your fault. Nightmare's just happen. You're safe here with us. We'll make sure you're okay."

"Would you like to help me with the rest of my room? I still have to organize everything… I'll explain some more too while we're up there." Quinn murmured gently, kissing the trail of tears on Ollie's cheek.

"I'll call you two back down when breakfast is done. We'll have waffles. If you need them, there are condoms in the bathroom." She teased lightly, smiling and ruffling Quinn's hair. He blushed but glared lightly. It didn't seem like the time but maybe it would cheer Ollie up?

Quinn laughed, smiling down at Ollie and pecking him on the cheek. "I can carry you, yes." He bent down and picked Ollie up, nuzzling into his neck and pressing soft kisses there. "I love you so much, you're too cute."

He walked them down the hallway, smiling at Ollie's soft sigh. The smaller male fit so well in his arms. He shut his door behind him as he entered the space. He flopped onto the bed with Ollie still in his arms, grinning. "You're so cute." He snickered softly and attacked Ollie with a flurry of kisses.