Title: Contentment
Pairing: Bert/Quinn
Summary: Bert loves Quinn. Oh, well.
Author's Notes: Just a bit of a drabble, I suppose.
Disclaimer: Nope, not mine.
Bert only realized he was in love with Quinn when he found himself writing songs about him. It was sometime after midnight-Mr. and Mrs. Allman asleep upstairs while Bert fucked around on the piano downstairs.
Quinn. He lived with Quinn. Quinn was his best friend, and he'd saved Bert's life. Of course he loved Quinn. Not to be gay about it, Bert thought. He loved Quinn. Big deal. Quinn loved him, too. If Bert was a woman, Quinn would be the first guy Bert would fuck. Bert had told him this, and Quinn had said, "don't give me a boner, we're in church."
But Bert is not a woman, and never will be. So, for now, he is content being Quinn's best friend/roomate. Bert turns quickly as he hears papers shuffling behind him.
"These are good lyrics," Quinn smiles, looking up at Bert from behind his blonde bangs.
"Thanks. It's about you, you know."
"Oh, cool."
Bert follows him up to their bedroom.