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xxxxquinnely had mumbled a quiet promise that he'd never leave again, all while being squeezed tightly by Luka. he listened as he was claimed, the word "mine" catching in the air and sitting there reassuringly. for the first time, Quinn felt like he wouldn't be left alone again. Luka tried his hardest to keep him happy; at least, out of school. Miles could still feel multiple bruises scattered about his hips and a few on his arms. that memory wasn't gone, perhaps forgiven, but in no way faded. Luka's intentions were still confusion to him. if he was so focused on keeping the smaller boy happy, then why let the queen bee tell him what to do?

soon enough he was shoved into the house and away from his beloved snowflakes. he didn't go back through the window without quite a bit of whining and disapproval, but Quinn shut up when he and Luka had returned to their usual cuddle position. a strong arm laced over his shoulders and himself snuggled up to Ryals' ribcage. but this time he had a warm drink in hand, and a warm quilt instead of a light sheet. soon enough, LuLu was chirping on about what movie to watch. a lopsided smile revealed one of Quinn's dimples, his green eyes flickering up to peer at the rambling boy. "in order, The Grinch is first. always first." this was, of course, because he could recite almost every single line in the story. "then The Nightmare Before Christmas, I haven't seen that in years. and I've never actually watched the entire movie of The Polar Express." they had more than enough time to watch all of them, but Quinn would probably be checked out and snoring by the middle of Tim Burton's famous film. but he always made sure to sing This is Halloween, the kid still remembered it through all these years. he even made sure to do all the voices differently.

after a few long sips of his hot cocoa and stealthily stealing some of the marshmallows from Luka's cup, the overly excited brunette had The Grinch's intro song trickling through the speakers. Quinn's fingers burned gently as they held the steaming mug, his chest eventually matching the rise and fall of the other boy's. "you have your eyes on any cute boys at school?" not to be nosy, but he was curious. very curious. Quinn took a short swig from his chocolate heaven. "I mean, I have to say, you can Ian would be perfect for each other."the movie's intro was quite long, and they had time to chat before Quinn voice-overed both the narrator and the grinch, and let's not forget his high pitched impression of Cindy Lou Who.

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Luka
-----Quinn’s word was practically law. From what chips to purchase to what movie to watch first, the werewolf would happily comply with anything the little dweeb said. Being the good best friend he was, Lukes had the Grinch’s intro blasting through his laptop’s speakers without a single complaint, and he was joyfully humming along at that. Well, until the other spoke up. Of course, the question didn’t bother him; however, when he heard Quinnely say, “you and Ian would be perfect for each other,” he choked on his hot chocolate, the next minute or so consisting of Luka gagging and coughing to clear his throat. “Are you kidding me!?” he finally managed to utter. “I get that I haven’t been a very good pal. I mean beating you up and mocking you wasn’t cool, but have you met that ass!?” Honestly, Ian just drove him up the wall all day, every day. If it weren’t for Amelia, he certainly wouldn’t be hanging out with that crowd, and he certainly wouldn’t be playing nice with the other teen. Luka was going to need some elaboration before he would believe the boy’s claim. “Quinn, how on earth do you see us as a good couple? You realize he’s straight, right?”
-----But to answer Quinn’s question, “Yes, I do have my eye on someone, but it’s not and never will be Ian, dumby,” Luka replied, a small grin tugging at the corner of his lips as he reached up to ruffle the other’s silky locks. How could Miles have even thought he’d be interested in that jerk when there was an adorable dork lying beside him, swiping all the marshmallows from his hot chocolate? Ian wouldn’t draw little pizza sauce hearts on his cheek, cuddle with him, or imitate Cindy Lou Who. But how was he supposed to tell that to Quinn!? Somehow he didn’t see it going over well. ‘Oh you know... I’ve been drooling over you since you came back into town.’ Yeah. That would end wonderfully. Perhaps, it was just best that Luka allowed his pal to go after whatever little ladies piqued his interest, even if it killed him inside. After all, as far as the werewolf was concerned, his imprintee’s happiness took priority over his own. “So... who do you like? You into any of the girls at school? If you want, I could probably set you up with one,” he offered, though, Luka clearly didn’t sound into the idea. As much as he tried to be a good sport and keep his tone light, it sounded almost cold, harsh, to the point. Not that you could blame him. Luka adored Quinn. The way his smile lit up a room, his cheery personality, his goofy actions. He even loved the kid’s pathetic attempts at cooking. Luka didn’t want to lose that because Quinn fell head over heels for some stupid chick. Maybe that made him selfish.
 

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xxxxxxxLuka must've taken the joke a bit too seriously, and Quinn realized he might have taken it too far when he started spluttering and choking on his hot chocolate. a sly smile curled the smaller boy's lips as Ryals jumped to defend himself, snarling that Ian was, in fact, straight as a stick. that wasn't a surprise. Quinnely's gaze was only ripped off of the laptop when Luka mentioned that he did have his eyes on someone. this piked his interest, yet oddly, he wasn't concerned. either the other male was lying in an attempt to get Miles off his back, or his love interest might be sitting right next to him watching The Grinch and chewing stolen marshmallows. Quinn's smile broadened when his silky, wavy hair was ruffled, now flipped the wrong way.

Quinn slowly sipped more of his warm drink with an arm propped up on Luka's belly. a snort echoed into the cup when the boy asked, rather coldly, if he himself was interested in any girls at school. though he'd only begun to think about it deeply today, Miles had come to the brief decision that he might only have his eyes set on men. though he was choosy, and he'd never felt attraction towards anyone but Luka. females didn't seem to fit into the picture. "me? no, no." he brushed off the question, leaving it at that with his mouth still pressed against the rim of his mug. blue-green orbs flitted back to the screen. "it'd be kind of pointless. I don't click with girls, we've been over this." the teenager muttered into his cup. that's right, he'd choose cuddling up to Luka over anyone else. not even Amelia could take him away.

at this point, the Grinch was busy making his santa suit. Quinnely hummed along to the tune playing, poking Luka in the hip whenever there was a pause in the melody. eventually he was quietly singing, matching the song word for word. when the music stopped playing, he set down his half-empty cup on the bedside table and pulled the blanket back up. Miles laid his head on Lulu's chest and offered a heavy, sleepy sigh. "what a great Grinchy trick! with this coat and this hat, I look just like Saint Nick! All I need is a reindeer..." Quinn's quiet little voice hardly reached over the speakers. he glanced up at Luka, as if asking for praise, with a childish grin lighting up his eyes.

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Luka
-----Luka couldn’t find the right words to describe how incredibly pleased he was that Quinn didn’t have his sights set on anyone else. Selfish, yes, but the boy was simply precious, and he found himself staring at the other rather than the actual movie itself. Even when Miles gazed up at him with that childish grin, Luka was certain that he still gawking like a dumbass. His only response being, “God, you’re such a dork,” until “You’re a Mean One, Mr. Grinch” began to flow from the speakers. The werewolf was almost positive that Quinn would enjoy his assertion of his own dweebdom. So, placing his half-empty mug on the bedside table, Luka pulled away from the other and stretched out of bed, nearly falling out in the process of snatching his guitar.
-----Once they was cuddled up again, the eighteen year old tuned the instrument and then waited for the next verse. Yes, he really was lame enough to have learned the chords to just about every song in the entire movie. The Grinch and the Nightmare before Christmas were his favorite Christmas specials to play for. “So, when do you want to start your guitar lessons anyways? When you get the basics down, I can teach you songs like this one,” the brunette added, strumming along expertly. “Or you can learn from Mr. Coleman. I’ve been taking guitar lessons from him since I was, like, six.” Though, he didn’t ever recall informing the other about that when they were still kiddos. Perhaps, he’d just wanted to surprise the other dork when he’d gotten good enough. Honestly, he didn’t really recall his reasoning behind the secret.
-----As the song faded into more narration, the tune sounding quietly in the background, Luka’s guitar playing also died down as he patiently waited for the next few verses to roll around. But... this time, he was insistent on Quinn playing it. For a brief second, he set the musical instrument aside and pushed himself into a seated position, tugging the boy into his lap. Then, he preceded to hand the guitar over to the other, wrapping his arms around his chest to show him the chords. It was pretty repetitious, so hopefully it wouldn’t be too difficult. And hopefully he wasn’t being too bold either. Luka didn’t want to freak his friend out with the risky move. “I’ll nudge your fingers into the correct spots when needed,” he murmured, affectionately nuzzling his face into the crook of the boy’s neck and taking in his scent. "You smell good, dumbass."

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xxxxwhen the guitar was brought out, Quinn shut up and listened to the lovely strings playing along to the song. he smiled dorkily and looked undeniably like a little kid. "I want you." the boy said, green eyes flitting from the instrument to Luka. "nothing against Mr.Coleman, but I think I'd rather be taught by you. um, maybe tuesday? they've got some teacher-planning stuff scheduled, so it's a half day. we can practice in my garage, and you can make a quick escape out the side door if Mr. and Mrs. Buzzkill manage to sneak up on us again." the 'rents wouldn't be much of a problem next week, his dad was on a two day business trip to New York and his mother was going to a baby shower. free time for some stress relief music lessons with Luka.
he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when Lu nudged the beautiful melody-maker aside. to his surprise (and delight), Luka pulled Quinnely up into his lap and set the guitar against his chest. the dark haired boy held Miles' arms where they needed to be, adjusting his fingers onto the strings. he had to suck in his cheeks a bit to keep from grinning too much. the smaller kid gave a muffled snort as Ryals inhaled into his neck, followed by a brief chuckle as the other's hair tickled him. "you smell like cookies 'n cream and trees. he offered, glancing up at the other with amusement sparked in his eyes. his brows furrowed suddenly, as if judging Luka. "and you're always warm, what's up with that? like a walking, talking heater. you have hot cocoa in your veins." soon enough, the tune was playing against, and his fingers were plucked patiently across the strings. he tensed up as he focused on getting down the pattern. Quinn would hit the wrong note every once in a while, a soft huff of amusement in pursuit. after a good minute or two, he managed to get the genuine idea of the repetitive song. the teen relaxed, leaning back against Luka and allowing himself to be enveloped in that wonderful warmth of his.
Quinn had an honest case of the sniffles, a good punishment for going outside in a short sleeved shirt with snow falling on the ground. finally he sneezed, making sure to tilt away from Lulu, but he did manage to pluck a wrong string and disrupt the perfection. a few giggles escaped his lips and he straightened immediately, sinking back into his friend's chest with a gentle "sorry."
once the music ceased, Quinnely released the guitar and reached back instead. he wrapped his arms loosely around Luka's neck, and cuddled the other's head on top his shoulder affectionately. the Grinch was busy stuffing toys and christmas-y things into bags and shoving them up the chimney.

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Luka
-----At Quinn’s suggestion, Luka nodded eagerly, his amber hues sparkling with joy and a happy smile stretching across his face. Tuesday sounded perfect. Luckily, there was no football practice, so he could just spend the rest of the day hanging out and relaxing with his favorite person in the whole world. Honestly, it sounded wonderful. “It’s a da-” the eighteen year old began to reply, quickly cutting himself off. Luka paused to think for a moment, but it was obvious what he had been about to say. “I mean... it’s a deal. I can give you a ride back from school, and we can even stop somewhere and pick up food? Do you still love KFC?” Yes, even in this small town, they had Kentucky Fried Chicken. “And I realize I’m always warm. The better to snuggle you with.” A little nudge towards little red riding hood and the grandma-impersonating wolf. After all, if Quinn spotted all his little Easter eggs and pieced together the puzzle himself, then, technically, he was still following the pack rules.
-----From that point on, there was very little conversation. Their time together was spent mostly strumming along to Grinchy songs. Though, Luka certainly hadn’t been wasting time as he watched his friend play. Instead of merely sitting around, the werewolf had been mentally noting the reactions he’d gotten out of Quinn. The uncontrollable, huge grins, the nuzzling of his head... He’d even begun to notice the other little things his pal had done earlier in the day. For instance, the hand holding and the flirting. It gave him hope. Maybe Quinn wasn’t entirely straight. Maybe he had a chance after all. And that slim chance, gave Luka a brief moment of courage. “Hey, can I see the guitar?” he requested with a sheepish grin, holding out a hand for the musical instrument.
-----Once the guitar was back in his arms, the werewolf had to gently (and reluctantly) push Quinn off his lap in order to play. Though, of course, he tugged the boy back to his side first. After all, he couldn’t just let Quinn go uncuddled and unloved for any length of time. With one last neck nuzzle, Luka began to pluck at the strings. Now, he wasn’t the best singer, but the message was what was most important, “If you were gay, that’d be okay. I mean ‘cause, hey, I’d like you anyway. Because you see, if it were me, I would feel free to say that I was gay. If you were queer, I’d still be here, year after year, because you’re dear to me, and I know that you would accept me too, if I told you today ‘Hey! Guess what? I’m gay!’ I’m happy just being with you, so what should it matter to me what you do? If you were gay, I’d shout, Hooray! and here I’d stay, but I wouldn’t get in your way. You can count on me to always be beside you every day, to tell you it’s okay,
you were just born that way, and, as they say, it’s in your DNA, You’re gay!”

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xxxxQuinn gasped as if he was offended. "who doesn't love KFC? it's a sin not to. where I moved to, the closest one was about two hours away. so I've been put on crap food rehab for a while now." of course, just his luck. no KFC, no Luka, no close relationships. a wonderful few years he'd had. Quinn snickered at Luka's excuse for always being toasty. a good reason, actually. unlike Quinn, who always had cold hands and feet and was usually chilly in general. it was great having a friend who you could always be happy to snuggle up with. Miles often thought about wriggling into Lu's shirt and just staying there for a while to warm up.
Quinn obediently passed the guitar when he was told, grabbing his mug to finish off the rest of his hot cocoa. he gave an unhappy huff when he was pushed ever so gently off of Luka's lap and replaced with the musical instrument. his brows furrowed in a fakely grumpy way as he raised the cup to his lips. soon enough, a light and happy tune was being coaxed from the strings. with a mouthful of cocoa Quinn heard the first line, and nearly choked. he gave a snort and covered his mouth, a smile threatening to make the drink airborne. Luka's singing and the whole idea of the song was honestly hilarious. if this was his way of getting him to come out of the closet he recently found himself in, that was great. full support, right? soon enough Quinn's shoulders were bouncing as he tried to silence his laughs and keep the chocolate milk in his face. after the silly little song ended, he managed to swallow his drink and look up at Luka with those bright green eyes. "is...i-is it that obvious?" Miles chortled. he wiped a tear or two away and tried to chill his red face. "well that's one way of getting your friend to tell you they're gay, isn't it? through song?" he shook his head and rubbed his temples, debating if he should say it or let Luka figure it out on his own. hell, he'd think of a decision himself. he didn't need a solid yes from Quinn. maybe a hint? a sly way of agreeing? Quinnely's gaze flickered down to Lulu's lips. that would, honestly, be rushing it. he couldn't be sure if Luka felt the same way. so he simply bit his own bottom lip and sat back with raised brows, smiling a bit at the other male. "I guess I'm not a very convincing liar." he said, referring to their chat back on the beach.

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((Ugh these two ;u; They’re just precious.))

Luka
-----Throughout Luka’s little song, Quinn wasn’t the only one struggling not to laugh. Every little chortle that slipped from Quinn’s lips made the eighteen year old grin wider. His voice would even break occasionally, as he fought to suppress a laugh. Yes, it was a pretty goofy gesture, but he was a goofy kid. The smiley pancakes, the pizza sauce kitty face, this song... Why was Quinn even surprised anymore?
-----As he concluded the strumming, listening happily to his pal, Luka finally doubled over laughing. “Is there a better way to get your friend to come out?” he questioned through bursts of chuckles. Only after a minute or two did he pull himself together, managing a semi-serious face just in time for Quinn’s subtle admittance. Let’s just say, that serious countenance didn’t last long. All of two seconds. The moment those words were out in the open, a huge, toothy grin dominated Luka’s expression. His eyes were wide, lit with pure joy, and he looked happier than he’d ever been. Quinn was gay! This was the best day of his life.
-----Without a another thought, Luka set the guitar aside once more, wrapping an arm around his friend’s waist and tugging him back into his lap. Then, as soon as the smaller male was there, he engulfed him in a tight bear hug, warm, strong arms wrapping around Quinn’s torso. “Dude, you suck at lying,” he murmured, re-burying his head into the other boy’s shoulder. “I had my suspicions, but I just wanted to hear you say it. I mean, I’m just glad I’m not the only one anymore. I’m thrilled you joined club homosexual. We eat KFC and cuddle.” Seriously, this was the best day of his life. And it meant so much more to Luka than knowing someone else that liked their own gender. It gave him renewed hope. He had a shot with his imprintee, his soul mate. And unless Quinn became a werewolf himself, he just wouldn’t understand how important this was to Luka. “Thank you for coming out, man,” he whispered, simply enjoying their moment, the close proximity, the warmth, everything. He’d never forget this. “Do you want me to turn on the Nightmare before Christmas now? Or do you want to sleep? I think the end credits are rolling for the Grinch.” Though, he wouldn’t bother to check himself. Instead, he remained right up against Quinn, arms around him, one hand gently fiddling with the boy’s soft, brunette locks as the other traced patterns on his back. “You make me happy,” he murmured quietly, hesitantly.

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xxxxQuinn had been certain that Luka would laugh and get judgy, maybe spit a few things about how his sexuality couldn't be determined because he'd never dated a guy. and that terrified him. his breath was stuck in his chest for only a few moments, because soon he was being wrapped up into a huge hug. strong arms snaked around his torso and pulled him tight, a warm face was buried in his neck. a genuine feeling of secureness came with the kind action of being in close proximity to Luka. he let out a slow breath that shook a bit as it slid past his timidly grinning lips. Quinnely had just dumped a thousand pounds off of his chest. and though he was laughing along with his friend, clammy fingers had a death grip on the fabric of Lu's shirt. he'd needed this, but it took a lot of guts and courage that he didn't really have. this was a giant step. the great thing about it was that his buddy was so supportive, chirping encouraging things into his ear. the rumble of Luka's chest as he spoke felt so natural against his own.
The Grinch had just ended, and his friend was asking about changing the movie or sleeping. at first Miles' words stuck in his throat like glue, and he had to wait a few seconds to gather himself before responding. "we...we should watch the Nightmare before Christmas, I-I'll probably fall asleep a quarter of the way through." getting over his sickness and a long day had taken it's toll on him. his eyes felt heavy and his mind was light, thoughts getting harder to snatch out of the air. probably a mix of his lack of rest and what he'd just confessed to his best friend. Quinn snuggled his face into Luka's shoulder, taking a few quiet and deep breaths. at Luka's shy words, a wider grin painted the other boy's face. why so hesitant? "you make me happier." he said gingerly, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the warm moments. his own arms had wrapped around Luka's neck, one hand reaching up to fiddle with his black coffee-colored locks while the other played with his. small patterns traced his back, slowly and steadily calming his nerves. engulfed in the smell of nature with a hint of sweets, Quinn never wanted to leave. he tilted his head to the right, just enough to see the window through his half-lidded eyes. the snowflakes were now fatter and fluffier, working their way down the glass and towards the roof. utter perfection. why couldn't he just stay here forever?

(oh yes i forgot to ask, what's Yuri's opinion on her brother and Quinn being a thing? would she be supportive or jealous that her big brother is getting attention?)

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((I figured a timeskip was in order. Plus, I totally can’t wait for that kiss *quiet squealing* ;u;))

Luka
-----By this point in time, Luka’s cheeks were beginning to ache from smiling so much. He couldn’t get over it. He had a shot... He actually had a shot. And just like that, his chest felt lighter and his mind was put to ease as he melted into the embrace, arms tightening ever so slightly around his pal. Each of the boys now had a death grip on the other and Luka hated to be the one to end the happy hug, but he needed to start the next movie. So, the hand that was fiddling with Quinn’s soft locks moved to the teen’s own hands, gently prying the boy’s fingers from his shirt. “You know... I’m going to need to be able to move to play the Nightmare before Christmas,” the werewolf teased, smile only faltering a brief moment as he pulled away. After all, he simply wouldn’t allow Quinn to go long without cuddles. As soon as the narrator’s voice was flowing from the speakers, Lu lay back, resting his head on his pillow and almost immediately tugging his pal down against his chest. “Much better,” he murmured softly, beginning to tuck the dork into the sheets. “I got a lot of time to make up for.” And he was going to make the most of every second.
-----The pair had fallen asleep like that, wrapped in each other’s arms and snuggled close. In fact, Luka was so comfortable that he didn’t flail about as usually did nor did he wake to the sound of his blaring alarm. Instead, he continued to snore quietly until Scott strutted into the room. The older were was used to this morning routine. Luka slept like a rock, and he probably wouldn’t even budge if a tornado blew through the room. So, it was always his responsibility to get the eighteen year old up for school in one way or another. “Hey, Quinn,” Scott whispered softly, gently shaking the smaller teen’s shoulders. “Time to get outta bed. I need you to get off Luka,” he requested. And, once that priority was out of the way and Miles had moved, Scott grabbed the blankets underneath Luka, ripping them out from under him and sending the boy toppling over the edge of the bed and onto the ground with a loud thud. That sure did it. Lu woke with a jolt. “What the hell, Scott!” “Only way you get up. Now, Celine wants you two downstairs for breakfast.”

((Since Yuri and Luka’s parents don’t care much, I see them as the type of siblings that comfort and support one another. She’ll still probably make gagging noises if she sees any signs of affection, but she’ll be cool with the relationship and will treat Quinn like another brother.))