( he's drunk but he's not that drunk. quentin just overthinks way too goddamn much. he reaches down and grabs him, pulling him up and trying to kiss him. it's a messy kiss, sure, but he doesn't miss his mouth so he thinks that counts as consent.
after kissing him briefly but deeply, he shoves him away. )
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( he's drunk but he's not that drunk. quentin just overthinks way too goddamn much. he reaches down and grabs him, pulling him up and trying to kiss him. it's a messy kiss, sure, but he doesn't miss his mouth so he thinks that counts as consent.
after kissing him briefly but deeply, he shoves him away. )
Get out of your own fuckin' head.