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The day has been long and even though he had gotten chased out of his office by the staff, damn that standing order of his dad’s, Quinn still had s**t to get done so rather than fight a losing battle he headed out. As far as anyone at the office knew he had headed home but instead the young businessman decamped to the university campus library where it was quiet and he wouldn't be bugged. Or babysat.

Two hours after he was chased from the office Quinn finally got home. With arms over filled with paperwork, groceries, and takeout he fumbled to get the door open finally nudging it open as he greeted his cat, “hey baby, I’m home. Smells like the neighbor is cooking something good. Think we could weasel our way into-” he cut off abruptly as he got the door fully open and spotted his rather unexpected guest. “Seung? ********!” That exclamation was because his cat apparently gave up trying to get the crab and went to beg food from Quinn… by knocking his armful of stuff across the floor.

“ISIS NO!” Quinn ignored the groceries, it was frozen stuff anyway, and his papers in favor of scrambling to grab the fried chicken that the large cat had caused to spill onto the floor. Fast reflexes and luck had him get all of it up with only a large chunk taken out of a drumstick. “If you get sick I’m not cleaning up after it,” he scolded his cat as he dealt with the chicken. Awww who was he kidding… if his cat so much as sneezed he was more than willing take her to the vets for a check up. With the chicken debacle dealt with and his door shut the young man focused on the other mess currently gracing his loft. “So um… Seung. Why? Who? Damn, that smells good.” His stomach rumbled and reminded Quinn that he was pretty late when it came to food.

“I got it. You wouldn't be able to feed her anyway. She figured out how to get into her food so I've have to literally lock it up.” Quinn waved away any concern his friend had. Isis was his cat, it was up to him to feed her or atleast make sure she got fed if he wasn't going to make it home on time. “Besides she isn't starving. Just being a pain.” He gave the meowing mooch a fond nudge with his leg as he maneuvered into the ‘kitchen’. Since he lived in a loft really the only room that was a room by definition was the bathroom. He quickly dealt with the floor chicken and dished up his cat’s meal.

As his friend explained how he got in all Quinn could do was sigh. He loved his landlady but sometimes… sometimes he wished he had a actual house and not a apartment. “Yeah just let me clean up first.” He eyed the prediction his friend was in the middle off and silently wondered the last time he had cooked and not just microwaved food. It wasn't that he couldn't cook, he had actually made a few meals for his ex, but that he had been too busy to actually do so. Or at least that's what he told himself as he gathered up the Isis created mess, the papers stacked on his drafting table by the door and the frozen dinners into the freezer. But since Seung was here, and he couldn't very well be tossed out, it looked like Quinn would have to make the time to cook. Or at least help out.

“So what can I do?”

“Short of playing with her or feeding her there is no real way to distract her if she feels like getting under your feet.” Quinn shook his head with a smile full of fondness on his face. He adored his cat but she was sometimes like a hyper child who needed constant supervision. But still he loved her, just as she loved him. Silly kitty.

Watching what Seung was doing Quinn did his best to stay out of his way in the small kitchen. “Oh. Oh, of course.” It took a moment of fumbling before he passed the requested bowl to his friend. “Hey while you're here I wanted to talk to you about the Olympics. You're going back for the Lunar New Year right?” If Seung was going back for the holiday they could explain away staying for the Olympics as part of the job but it would be best if they found an extended place to stay. Honestly Quinn had been thinking about it for a while now.

As a individual company they were still small but as a representative of his father’s company he really should get somewhere to actually call ‘his’. Not some hotel room although it was so much easier to stay at one. It could also double as a place for guests and the like to stay. He just needed to find a place that would work and was affordable, all in a country he was unfamiliar with. Fun.

“Makes sense. It’s like Thanksgiving or Christmas or New Years or…. Hell, any of the major holidays here in the states. Travel is insane and you really become grateful for the family that lives in the same city so you don’t have to spend an hours driving to see them.” Quinn wasn’t surprised that Seung had already got the tickets, that guy always seemed to be two steps ahead of him. “That's great, I was going to see about getting the hotel and everything soon. You just beat me too it.” As his friend continued to work on the food Quinn set the ‘table’ with plates and silverware. Since the space was small the kitchen had a build in counter space to eat at, technically he could have cleared off his work table and use that to eat on but since it was covered in documents and paper and various detris it wasn’t the easiest thing to do.

“Anyway, I wanted to talk to you about everything while we eat. I’ve got a stack of questions, ideas, and plans to go over and you being here just means we can get through it that much faster.” Even after spending all day working and even some extra time at the library there was still so much more to do. No matter how much it surprised Quinn to see Seung in his place it turned out to be a great thing.

Quinn mentally agreed with everything Seung was saying, even nodding along. He couldn’t blame the other guy, the country was going to be inundated with people so traveling to see family that was even further away wasn’t exactly practical. But working on the adoption totally was! “Thats great man. Really hope it won’t take too much longer, you two really would make great dads.” He tossed a smile at the younger man before going to gather, and organize, the papers that he had shoved on his work table after picking them up off the floor. Seung had the cooking well in hand and with the counter set and just waiting for the food there was no time like the present.

Grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge and with his stack of papers at hand the young businessman settled down on the barstool at the counter and started to flip through the information he had in front of him. “Ok, so first thing's first. When you are able to get me the hotel and flight info and I’ll see if I can put it in for reimbursement.” He made a note and silently wondered if he could actually save even more money by using the company jet… he would likely get turned down but if they proved it was for the job. It probably would be cheaper the a commercial flight and hell of a lot more comfortable.

His questions and observations kept coming even as the food was dished up and continued well into the meal as the duo enjoyed Seung’s stew. The night really had turned out highly productive, even if anyone found out they would both likely be scolded since Quinn shouldn’t be dealing with work after hours. But what they don’t know won’t hurt them… or him.