Quinn's parents are obviously away for the weekend during this fic. I apologise for trying to get convert you to convert to shipping Ruinn.
When Quinn walked through the door of her house and took of her coat, she was surprised to see the fireplace was lit. She paused and observed the setting, jumping when she noticed something on the couch moved. It was the one person she wanted to see after a long day. Rory Flanagan. She dropped her bag at the door, and sat down next to him on the couch. He smiled at her, and gave her a peck on the cheek. "Someone told me you had a rough day" Rory said, in his adorable irish accent. Quinn smiled. "I though I'd come and make it better". With those words, Quinn adjusted herself so that she was lying down, her head resting on Rory's shoulder. It was Rory's turn to smile. The sound of the crackling fireplace just about made Quinn fall into the land of sleep, but Rory spoke and awoke her from her state. "There's some hot chocolate on the table. I knew you'd like some." Rory whispered, passing her a mug of the steaming drink. Quinn sipped on the drink, and smirked. "Nutella" she uttered, to which Rory laughed. "Your favourite" he replied. Quinn snuggled into his chest, as Rory tried not to wince in pain as she elbowed his thighs. She stopped once she realised what she was doing, and kissed his thighs better. She knew he liked that. Rory chuckled. Quinn responded by snuggling into him, letting the heat of the fireplace overtake the couple, driving them both into a sleepy state. "I love you" Quinn smiled. "I love you too.