Darkness
"Power outage, it looks bad." Huck entered Quinn's office. OPA was pitch black and from the looks of things outside they weren't the only one who got their electricity knocked out during this bad storm. Quinn was sitting in her chair at her desk, she hadn't moved and he wondered if something was wrong with her. "Are you OK?"
"Fine." Her voice cracked.
"You don't sound fine."
"I … uh… have a confession." Huck leaned against her desk and listened. "I'm not afraid of the dark, but when it's dark dark like this it makes me nervous and now I'm really scared and I have to pee."
"I'll walk you to the restroom." Quinn slipped her hand in his and he followed her into the dark restroom, she came out of the restroom a few minutes later and they walked back to her office.
"Thanks…"
"For what?"
"Not saying anything about me being afraid to go to the restroom by myself, and now since I guess we can't work with the lights off. We might as well sit here." Quinn sat next to Huck on the couch.
"You're weird."
"Quit saying that, I am not." She said, there was a slight catch in her voice. He had heard women do this before when men flirted with them. Was this flirting? Was he doing it right and should he be doing it at all? It felt right, none of the words felt forced and it felt natural.
"You are, but it's not a bad thing." She couldn't see him blush in the darkness.
