[ Quentin is a mess, but, really, so is Eliot. And part of the reason that Eliot had run away in the first place was because he didn't think he was equipped to deal with all the things that come from being in love, mess included, and knowing that their reality was a whole lot more complicated than the life they'd carved out in Fillory together.
But he promised to be brave, didn't he? And he fought his way through the monster to try and get back to Quentin, and maybe Eliot's learned that he'd rather have something difficult than nothing at all.
So, sure, the initial feeling when Quentin's lips are on his is like a punch to the gut. Eliot can feel his insides twisting with it, but it's not all bad. He feels that warmth, too. It's sort of like the first time that Quentin had kissed him on the mosaic but better. He kisses back, of course he does. He kisses Quentin until he feels his lungs starting to burn, hand pressed to the back of Quentin's neck. ]
Maybe this isn't the appropriate time but I'm sorry I fucked it up for us.
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But he promised to be brave, didn't he? And he fought his way through the monster to try and get back to Quentin, and maybe Eliot's learned that he'd rather have something difficult than nothing at all.
So, sure, the initial feeling when Quentin's lips are on his is like a punch to the gut. Eliot can feel his insides twisting with it, but it's not all bad. He feels that warmth, too. It's sort of like the first time that Quentin had kissed him on the mosaic but better. He kisses back, of course he does. He kisses Quentin until he feels his lungs starting to burn, hand pressed to the back of Quentin's neck. ]
Maybe this isn't the appropriate time but I'm sorry I fucked it up for us.