Q arrived at Bond's flat after a few more hours, furrowing his brows as he reached the door and heard someone shouting. At first, he wasn't sure that he was at the right door, but he checked his phone for the address again, confirming that it was Bond's. He knocked on the door, biting his lip. When there was no answer, he tried the knob, relieved to find it unlocked. He opened the door slowly, his hand reaching into his bag to grab the small taser on his key fob as he stepped inside.
"One text. One fucking text is all I would have needed. I was in Belize for two fucking weeks!" Trevelyan continued to shout at Bond as Q closed the door behind him, clearing his throat. Alec whirled around to face him. "Don't even!" He shouted at the Quartermaster before turning back to Bond. "I will deal with you later," he growled, pointing a finger at him.
The two watched as Alec went over to the window and unlocked it before pushing up on it. The window didn't budge. "It's stuck," Bond told him.
"Shut up!" 006 glared back at him over his shoulder before going back to jiggling the window.
"The door's open," Q suggested to him as he pointed back at the door over his shoulder.
"Fuck you!" He continued to struggle with the window until it finally gave in and pushed up. Alec gave Bond one final glare before leaping out onto the fire escape and out of view.
Bond blinked and stood up from his seat on the couch, rubbing a pot on his bare chest gently. "Tea?" He asked with a smile before walking past Q and into the kitchen, searching through the cupboards until he found a kettle.
Q followed with a quiet sigh, rubbing his eyes. "Honestly, I feel like I'm going to pass out."
Bond paused in fixing the tea. "Bedroom's down the hall." He nodded in it's direction, waiting patiently for the water to boil.
The Quartermaster nodded and went back to the bedroom. He stripped down to his boxers and undershirt before setting his glasses on the nightstand and laying down. He had planned on waiting for Bond to come in, but he was asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Bond poured the hot water into his cup before walking back to his bedroom, standing in the door for a moment as he looked over Q's sleeping form. With a small smile, he walked over and set his cup down next to Q's glasses before sitting back against the headboard. Bond gently ran his fingers through the dark curls next to him before taking his cup again and drinking his tea. When finished, he settled under the covers and turned on his side to face Q. He blinked once and fell asleep the next second, gun forgotten.
