Groggily waking up, the sunlight that had filled the room a few hours prior was now replaced with pure darkness. I reached for my sweater on the floor, searching for the pocket to retrieve my phone. We had to meet Q's friends at 7, and something told me that we may have just overslept. I heard Q begin to stir slightly next to me as I sat up, feeling his hand skim my back gently as he searched for me next to him.
"What time is it?" He asked drowsily.
Clicking the button on my screen, I winced as my face lit up with the sudden brightness.
"It's coming up for 6" I replied, squinting my eyes.
"We should probably start moving" he groaned, still laying in the same spot, which caused me to laugh. "What are you laughing at?"
"10 out of 10 for effort, Quinn. Really". I continued laughing. I threw my clothes on and walked across the room, switching on the light. Much to Q's disliking as he pulled the blanket up and over his head, groaning. "Come on, you gotta get up." I said as I walked back over and tried my best to tug the blanket from his grasp. After a few pulls, he let go, and I began to feast my eyes on his unclothed body. I shook myself out of my thoughts as I forced myself to finally get this guy motivated. I headed to the adjoining bathroom, switching on the shower. Slowly removing my clothes, I purposely left the door open, knowing that's all I needed to do to get Q out of bed sooner or later. Stepping in the shower, letting the warm water engulf my body, I finally saw the outline of a body through the steam filled glass. I pulled the glass door open slightly, sticking my head out, coming face to face with a scruffy looking Q. "I was wondering how long it'd take you" I smiled, devilishly.
"Eh, well we're not gonna have the time to take seperate showers, are we?" He grinned back.
"Oh, sure. Because that was your only reason." I said as I stepped back, watching him open the doors further more to step in himself.
After multiple neck kisses, nibbles and wondering slips of his hands, I still didn't give in to his attempts. My only goal right now was to get him ready and out of the house on time, no matter how cruel the process was.
Back in his bedroom, he was searching through his drawers for a shirt as I pulled on my dress that I had bought especially for this night. It was a white dress with long sleeves, with pink lace printed on the front. "Can you help me with the zip, please?" I asked, turning my head to Q, seeing him now fully clothed. I saw him look up slightly from his phone, and the having to double look at me as he took in the sight that was me in this dress.
"Wow" was all he could say as he walked over to me. I looked in front of me into the mirror, watching him walk up behind me. His hands rested on my hips as he looked over my shoulder at my reflection. "You look incredible" he said as his hands slid to the zip. I held my hair up as he pulled it up slowly.
"Thank you" I replied shyly. Out of all of the things that we had done together, I'd always feel the most uncomfortable when trying to accept a compliment from him. I let go off my handfuls of hair, Q then running his finger tips through it gently so it fell nicely on my back. "You ready?" I asked him. He smiled and nodded in return.
Arriving at the bar, the crowds of people filling the street and entrance was phenomenal. I had expected it to be busy considering the date, but I had definitely not prepared myself for a new years eve in New York. It was definitely something else.
Q grabbed my hand firmly making sure that he wouldn't lose me in the swarm of people as we made our way over to our table. As we got closer, I began to make out the familiar faces that were Joe, Murr and...Sal. Along with a few faces that I had yet to be introduced to.
