Classic Rock Bands One-shots

Deacury: Just The Courthouse⭐

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Freddie is sprucing up his hair and messing with trying not to let his curls show, “You know a suit would look better on you.” Bomi speaks up,

“A nice Zoroastrian wedding is what you need.” Jer says softly.

“Mother, father, it’s mine and John’s wedding. We’re doing it our way.”

“Find it funny when you're marrying in a church since you’re a Devil worshipper.” Bomi informs him,

“That’s not-“ 

Jer nods her head, “Homosexuality is Devil worshipping, Farrokh.”

“Mom!” Freddie squawks, 

“And that dress makes you look like a fat cow.” Bomi jabs a finger into his chest.

“I’m pregnant with triplets!”

Freddie storms out of the room before he bursts into tears. He finds where John is, his father already drunk and berating him for not marrying Veronica. Freddie grabs John by the arm and pulls him into the closet.

“Fred?”

Freddie cries into his chest and clings to him. John holds him close, “Baby?”

“I-I hate it, Johnny!” Freddie bawls, 

“Hate what?” John questions kissing his tears away and rubbing soothing circles onto his back.

“Our parents.” Freddie grabs him by his vest and pulls him closer, “You’re dad’s an ass and my parents are religious nut-jobs!” his makeup was running down his face now.

“Well let’s run away then.” John grins a gapped tooth grin.

“This wedding was over 9k.” Freddie hisses, 

“Which our families paid for and ruined.” John reminds him grinning, “If they want to be bitches let them be bitches then.”

“So just the courthouse then?” Freddie asks a warm smile on his face that John’s missed so much.

John nods and the two sneak through the crowd of guests dressed in their best. The donut cake was towering up 20ft high. It was massive. The couple stole hunks off it and piled into John’s car. They sped off to the courthouse laughing and eating the stolen donut cake hunks.

“Yes!” Freddie cheered laughing his makeup is more smeared and donut crumbs stick to the corners of his mouth. 

It reminds John of their college days when they were young and free and exploring the world together. Now they’re in their 30s and have settled down, they're ready to be grown ups. They’ve seen it all and been to all.

John leans over and kisses him gingerly, “I can’t believe we’re free from our parents!”

Freddie nods grinning from ear to ear, “We don’t have to worry about the stress anymore!”

They made it to the courthouse just as the sun was at high noon making Freddie’s golden skin glisten in the light. John squeezes Freddie’s hand noting how nervous he looked, “As long as we got each other. We don’t need our parents.”

Freddie smiles and kisses him. John could taste the sugary sweetness and grabbed onto his bride’s waist, “I love you.”

“Mm, love you too.” Freddie nuzzles him, “Sorry we won’t have a proper cake anymore.”

John smacks and grabs Freddie’s ass, ”I got all the cake I need right here baby boy.”

Freddie blushes and swats his hands away, “Let’s get married.” he giggles.

They walk up the courthouse steps hand and hand, the couple walk through the doors giggling and laughing happily to get away from their parents. They got married in the courthouse, a random lawyer and a convict were their witnesses, it was all perfect for them.

John carries Freddie out of the courthouse wagging their marriage certificate for all to see. He’s grinning from ear to ear and so is Freddie. They both drive to John’s beach house, and unpack what they had for their honeymoon into the small home.

John’s just worried Freddie’s going to burst with their babies since he’s due at any time since he reached late seven months. Freddie starts nesting around the house fluffy up everything and checking on the nursery they added a few months ago.

John gets him to lay down, he gives Freddie a virgin Piña Colada. John beats on the tv and gets it working, “Damn DishTV.”

Freddie chuckles and they get Amazon Prime booted up, John lays behind Freddie resting his hands on Freddie’s massive baby bump, 

“Have you picked out any names?” Freddie asks, 

John chuckles, “Robert, Luke, and Micheal are three boy names I picked out and Laura is the only girl name I could think of.”

“I have Oscar, Thomas, Delilah, Tiffany, Dorothy, and Peter.”

“A lot of T’s and D’s.” John chuckles, “I like the name Delilah for a girl.”

“And I like the name Robert for a boy.” Freddie hums leaning back and kissing John’s chin.

John giggles when the babies start kicking at his hands Freddie’s not amused, “So they like Robert and Delilah.”

“Now we just need to wait and see for the genders before names are picked.” Freddie says softly, struggling to sit up and needs help from John.

John helps him into the bathroom recognizing that face. John waits outside the door, Freddie talks about the babies as he uses the bathroom. Then he comes out grabbing onto John, “Now let's focus on our honeymoon.”

John blushes and they rush into the bedroom. Freddie undresses and gets in his side as that’s the only comfortable position he can be in. They start fucking John being gentle as ever. They make it halfway through round two when John moans,

“Damn you’re so wet.”

Freddie furrows his brows in confusion, touching his belly he says, “John? I’m not a girl.”

John stops, “I think my water broke.” Fredide whisperss,

“Unless you piss out your ass.”

John drives him to hospital and they both are laughing and Freddie rubs over his belly, “Our babies are going to share our wedding anniversary then.”

John pats Freddie’s belly, “Well then.”

The newlyweds lock eyes both grinning, “They are the best wedding gifts ever.”John finishes kissing his belly before putting his eyes back on the road.

“Well,” Freddie winces his stomach cramping up, “This is the best day of my life.”

“I’m so happy.” John parks the car and they both kiss, this was the best wedding ever.