this time it’s love, my foolish heart
by decideophobia
ao3:19095940 · 2,496 words
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Summary
He shouldn’t be teasing. Quentin getting up at ass o’clock so he could bake him a surprise birthday cake when he usually painstakingly avoids all kitchen things that don’t involve him being slathered up in something for Eliot to lick off of him is such an achingly sweet sentiment, it actually gives Eliot cavities. If he’s being honest, he wouldn’t even give two shits if the cake was inedible; he still feels like someone shot him up with actual bottled up lovey-dovey emotions so concentrated they gave him honest to god heart eyes.
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