Bliss

Henry and Quinn were both on the bed, in her room upstairs.

"I'm fucking tired." Quinn groaned as she sat up.

"So I'm I... I don't think I can take a shower." Henry turned tiredly on the bed.

"Then don't dream of sleeping on my bed. It seems you would like to sleep on the couch downstairs." Quinn glared at him.

"You should know that I was joking. I'm a neat freak, and you know that." Henry shook his head.

"I know that too well. Let me take a shower then." Quinn sauntered towards the bathroom.

"Wait for me." Henry threw off the duvet and made his way towards her.

"No way!!! Go back, and wait. When I'm done, you can take your own bath." Quinn shook her head.

How could she allow him take a bath with her? They would of course end up doing something else. She couldn't allow that.. She was already tired as it was...

"But that would be time consuming. I'm tired, and I badly want to sleep." Henry grumbled.

"Well, do you want to take your bath first?" Quinn glared at him.

"Me? No, don't worry.