Brian came home in a very bad mood.

" I Cant Believe It. " grumped Brian on the couch, sipping away at his tea while Roger was nearby writing a song. " I Try To Love You, And He Just Splits Us Up EVERY TIME! " 

Roger smiled smally at his desk. " We Were Doing It In The Recording Studio, Love.. " 

" AND? " 

Roger put a full stop next to the last words of the song and went to sit with his lover. 

" And Maybe We Should Only Do It Privately. " he said calmly, putting his arm around Brian. He shooed his arm off Roger to his suprise. " I Dont Care - Freddie Shouldnt Tell Us What And What Not To Do! " Roger frowned, attempting to calm down an infuriated Brian.

" Bri, Darling, Maybe Hes Just Jealous That We're Getting Married Before Him And John... " Brian laughed coldly. " Good. " that upset Roger to see Brian so angry.

" Surely This Isnt The Brian I Know.. " he smiled, holding his chin and wrapping his other arm around his neck. Brian scoffed and slammed his tea down. " Your'e Right. " he snarled, getting up. " Im Not Thanks To That Excuse Of A Lead Singer. " 

Roger did that adorable concerned face again.

" Brian... " calmly sighed Roger. 

" BRIAN WHAT!?! "

 suddenly shouted Brian. Roger felt his heart start to melt in sadness, but kept it in. The house fell silent, and Roger kept blinking to stop a tear fall from his face.

" N..Never..Nevermind.. " he sighed, finally stoppimg himself from feeling so upset. He heard a quick yawn from the kitchen. " A - Are You Tired, Dear? " he said politely, getting up to straighten his lyric sheet together. 

Brian grunted, as if to say ' Yes. ' from the other room. Roger felt sad that he didnt even answer properly. His heart fell into his stomach. " In Fact, I Am. " he huffed. " Im Heading Up To Bed. " he watched Brian storm upstairs before he ran up with him to stop him.

" Wait! " called Roger. Bri stood at the top of the stairs, and waited for his lover to meet him there. Roger looked at him for a second with those bursting puppy eyes, and pulled in for a hug. Brian smiled weakly in relief and hugged him back, but pulling away almost as soon as Roger had touched him. 

" Would You Like To Hear The Song I Wrote...Especially For You...? " 

" Too Tired. " scowled Brian.

This hurt Roger, but he kept it inside.

" Goodnight, Sweet Love. "  Roger said, swiddling his fingers, his eyes sparkling like the stars glued to the deep sky.

" Night. " quickly said Brian as it seemed without a care, and walked into his bedroom withoyt even acknowledging Roger. It hurt him deep inside. He waited to hear the bedroom lights click off, and slowly walked downstairs, looking at his feet.

Brian had never said just ' Night. ' He must have been in a pretty bad mood, as he had been acting. 

Roger decided to put his mind off the drama for a while, and wrote the title of the song on the top of the sheet. He said the words as he wrote. " Its...A...Kiii....Nd..Ooof..Mag..ic... " he smirked. He put in bracets at the bottom of the title,

' Dedicated To My Beautiful Boyfriend, Brian. '