Biography | Quentin Beck

Wednesday, June 23rd, 1979

I tapped the pen on my head while trying to think about what I should finish this off with. Tony was sleeping in pretty late and I don't want him to see this yet. I'm currently in his closet, which, I know, I know, haha funny joke. Sadly it is true though. Hopefully not for long.

My eyes shot open due to an idea. I wrote something down and put the pen in my jacket. I carefully read over everything that I wrote.

Hey Tony.. I know you probably think this is from a random girl at school..but.. It's not. I just want to say.. I've had feelings for you for awhile.. I just didn't know it. I recently found out what being gay is and.. well.. I match all the symptoms.. I know you dated a girl but.. that could mean you're pan or bi.. right? Okay I'm dragging this on.. the point is.. When you danced with me in the parking lot.. in the rain.. I.. I felt something.. I'm still dragging this so let me get to the point..

Tony Stark.. do you want to go out with me?
Yes
Maybe
No

~Love, 
     Your Q-Tip

"It looks good." I thought to myself. I slid it in a nice pink colored envelope that I found on his shelf and licked the flip to close it. I wrote his name as nicely as I could before holding it shut with a heart sticker that I also found on his shelf. I took a breath and carefully opened the closet door. Tony was still asleep. 

I hovered my hand over his shoulder ready to shake him awake but I hesitated. What if he doesn't accept me? What if he stops being my friend? Thoughts clung to my head. I gulped and took a step back. I.. I can't do it.

"Quentin?" I flinched and turned towards him. I had dropped the letter. "You alright?" "Y-Yep!" I pushed it under his bed. "Alright.. Man, what time is it?" "It is 10:21AM, sire." "Thanks Jarvis." He stood up and stretched before rustling my hair. "Man, I slept in late huh?" "Y-Yup." He lifted an eyebrow. 

"You sure you're alright?" "Positive." He gave me a look as if he didn't believe me  but just gave a small nod and walked to his door. "I'm going to go make breakfast. If you're hungry come on down alright?" I nodded. He gave me one more glance before leaving the room. I exhaled and quickly got on my knees to grab it from under his bed. It was a bit dusty so I blew the dust off and looked at it. I sighed before hiding it in my backpack and going downstairs to meet Tony.

Maybe today isn't the day.