[Do-over, and they're pretending. Play pretend that last night and this morning and the long endless night between, never happened and Quentin licks his dry lips. Catching the edge of Eliot's lips when he does and he turns his head a little.
His body tilting towards Eliot, and he reaches up with one hand to brush his fingers over Eliot's cheek. Over his ear, brushing a few curls behind his ear.
Just a normal morning in Duplicity, like any other.
Quentin smiles, a smile that feels wholly fake and unreal, but the kiss he places on Eliot's mouth isn't.]
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His body tilting towards Eliot, and he reaches up with one hand to brush his fingers over Eliot's cheek. Over his ear, brushing a few curls behind his ear.
Just a normal morning in Duplicity, like any other.
Quentin smiles, a smile that feels wholly fake and unreal, but the kiss he places on Eliot's mouth isn't.]