Quinn did blush and squirm when he winked and offered to carry him. He tugged at the blanket that was offered and tried making himself look like he was just trying to get comfortable next to Roxy.

It was exhausting trying to figure Jack out. How could he not want anything in return for his hospitality? How could he just so casually offer things without it bothering him? Maybe one day Quinn would figure it out, but for now he was just grateful that he could sit in the same general space as Jack.

“Hashtag blessed,” he mumbled in response, even though he was pretty sure he wasn’t using it in the proper context. But it seemed to be one of those things that were important to Jack for Quinn to know, so he was trying to make a point to prove he was taking it seriously.

While also pretending to not be interested.

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Fin!