I'm So Glad I Found You : Quintis Fic

Fire Inside of Me

Toby was the first to awake that morning, which was a rare occasion. He’s never ever really been an early bird, he prefered to stay in the bed until it was noon or at least until he just couldn’t bear to stare at the ceiling any longer, but he hadn’t had the chance to do that in a while. Before Happy started calling him every morning, yelling at him through the phone to get his lazy butt out of bed, it could have taken him hours to ever get out of the bed on time for work.

Even if he wanted to get out of the bed, he wouldn’t be able to with both his arms pinned to his sides. He moved just a little bit to try and get himself comfortable before becoming aware of the heavy weight against his chest. He glanced down to see Sage’s limbs splayed across his body, with her arm hung over his waist as she had her face pressed into his shoulder. She was sound asleep and she looked at peace, there must have been a significant lack of nightmares after she fell asleep. Happy was curled against his other side, pressing her face into his neck as her short legs curled around one of his.

So he just layed there and watched the both of them sleep in that non-creepy kind of way. Happy shifted numerous time during his time awake. He was aware of the amount she moved and talked during her sleep, because she was often the one falling asleep in his lap while he stayed up late to read a book or go over some recent case studies. He found that over the years his mind worked best at night, so that’s when he did most of his deep thinking, which resulted in him being able to experience the vulnerable and cuddly Happy.

He’d never say it to her face, or to anyone’s for that matter, because no one would ever believe him, but Happy Quinn was a hardcore cuddler. She kept her distance when she was awake, always being sure to fall asleep on the opposite side of the bed, or always sitting far enough away from him on the couch that he wouldn’t be able to wrap his arms around her. Yet, when they get to the privacy of their own home and she begins to get too exhausted to care, she would slowly scoot closer to Toby without him having to say a word. Or she would roll over little by little until she could throw an arm around Toby’s waist and eventually pillowing her head on his thigh.

The first week Toby was exposed to this new side of Happy, it surely took as a surprise to him. He would channel all his self control to not curl around her during the night or to close the distance between them on the couch so he could wrap his arms around her during the movie. He just kept his distance and eventually as Happy got more comfortable around him she’d curl into his side while Toby tried to hide the awestruck look on his face.

When Toby was finished daydreaming about Happy he focused his mind on the warehouse that Sage had described the day before. He ran the scenarios through his head, he tried getting into the mind of the man behind this, but he had trouble connecting the last few dots together.

He didn’t notice when Happy and Sage woke up, he was far too busy trying to figure out what in the world was going on. He had memorized every bit of information, but he would have to look at it from a different angle to get a clear picture.

Sadly, Happy didn’t wake up voluntarily, she was awoken by Toby’s constant mumbling an grunts of frustration. She sighed to herself and removed her face from the warm space it was cocooned and she gazed up at Toby. He was already losing himself in his thoughts, ‘not good’. Happy knew the signs all too well, and speaking to oneself while staring at nothing was high up on that list. She tried to shake him out of it, but that only resulted in waking Sage as well. She yawned and rolled onto her back, splaying her limbs in every which direction. She looked over at Toby then at an annoyed Happy.

"What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know. I think he might be slipping under, who knows how long he’s been awake," Happy grunted, pushing at his shoulder with one last shove, "Toby!"