Give me a pairing. Give me an AU setting. I will write you a three-sentence fic.
His voice is off-key, unhinged and detached from the piano playing of his closest companion, but the audience fails to notice and claps along when the star of the evening closes the show on one last, shaky note. Bertholdt bows, visibly shaking underneath the spotlight and entertains the pianist with a conversation or two while the guests file out of the room. It is only when the smoke from countless cigars dissipates and cellar grows silent that he approaches the bar, a shy smile settled on his lips as his eyes rest upon the blonde barista waiting for him with two servings of moonshine.