Quinn nodded and then he managed a smile that was much more like himself. "Thank you." He nodded. "Mal, I'm sorry they were dickheads." He kissed Flynn's cheek. "I think you're pretty darn special. And I'm proud of you. And I love you."

Flynn blushed and he bit his lip. "See? And that's all I need." He leaned forward, nuzzling Quinn's face with his. "Augh, stubble!" He said, pulling away with a laugh.

"It's my manly stubble, don't mock." Quinn said, poking him.

"Alright then, Manly." Flynn said fondly. "Hey. I'm sorry you...I..I didn't know you went to my house. After you went back to Whitehead again."

"I was just looking for you." Quinn said quietly. "It was silly. But I just...hoped or whatever. Hoped you'd show up."