Classic Rock One-Shots

Jimercury: Darling You're Perfect⭐

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It was a nice dinner date between the two. With their jobs, even if Jim didn't need to work, he refused to be a mooch. Their jobs have been hetic and they haven't had alone time together.

 This was the perfect night to do that. It was a Friday night and they both had the day off tomorrow. Jim was going to wow Freddie with his cooking. Everything had to be perfect. And it seemed to be going smoothly too which was a nice bonus.

Jim places a plate of steak and potatoes with gravy. Jim's already wolfing down his food and enjoying his wine. While Freddie pokes and prods at his meal. He eats a few bites and takes a few sips of wine. It tastes too good.

Jim watches as Freddie eats a little on his plate. Freddie always did eat like a bird but the boy has hardly even put any food to his lips, "I'm full, Jim." 

"Are you sure?" Jim raised a brow this was a nice dinner between the two of them and Freddie was acting like Jim was trying to poison him.

Freddie glares at him, "Of course." he shoves his plate away,

.

"You didn't eat breakfast, only had an apple for lunch, and now only two bites of food for dinner-" Jim watches as Freddie storms off to the bathroom. Jim can only hope it's to cry but he knows better.

Jim knew something was up. He's gotten this feeling for a while. And now it was time to confront Freddie. Jim had to get to the bottom of it.

Jim presses his ear against the door he can hear soft weeping, "Fre-"

There's the sound of throwing up. Forceful throwing up the kind that knocks you over. It was followed by dry heaving and sobs. Freddie cursed himself for being too big for Jim to love. He cursed at his body for being imperfect.

And that broke Jim's heart to pieces. He opens the door slowly and sees Freddie checking out his body in the full length mirror. He was squeezing and pushing down on it sucking in his gut.  There's bruises on his stomach from how hard he's pressed on it.

Freddie bends down and picks up his corset off the floor and begins to put it on,

 "Freddie no!" Jim shouts grabbing his arm, "You're beautiful the way you are." 

Freddie screams and jumps face turning red from being caught. Jim can see Freddie looks so ashamed. The corset was the reason why Freddie didn't want cuddles anymore or even a hug. He didn't want Jim to know his dirty little secret.

He eyes Jim slowly. Freddie steps back trying to further distance himself away from Jim. Like he's a caged animal. Almost like he thinks Jim will hurt him like past lovers did.

"I can get you help." Jim whispers, hand reaches out to him just to hold him close, "We can get through this together." 

Freddie begins to cry, his body shakes. He slides down the wall and sobs. Jim sits next to him and pulls him into his arms, 

"Suantraí sí, a linbhín

Luasc go mall sa chliabhán

Lú lá luí, a linbhín

Dún do shúil, a naíonáin." 

Jim sings softly running his fingers through Freddie's hair. This reminds him of when they first started dating way back when. 

"Seoithín seoithín seoithín seó

Seoithín seoithín seoithín seó

Seoithín seoithín seoithín seó

Suantraí sí, a linbhín,

A thaiscidh, a stór."

Freddie snuggles into Jim's chest slowly calming down. Jim kisses Freddie's ring,

"Luí go socair, luí go ciúin

Codladh sámh, a ghrághil

Fan id' shuan, a thaiscidh buan

Go n-éirí tú ar maidin."

Jim kisses his head and pulls him closer, "Are you ready to get help, my little autumn flower?" 

Freddie nods face rubbing into Jim's chest. This is his safety and comfort now, Jim will never make fun of him or tease him. 

So the journey began. The slow path to recovery. Jim helped Freddie eat, made sure to have his favorite foods about and complimented him a lot. Calling him a natural beauty was one of his favorites. He even made Freddie some of his childhood favourites.

Freddie was laying in bed shirtless one night. And Jim scuttles into their room and flops down next to him. Freddie giggles and snuggles into his chest, 

"I love you." Jim whispers, rubbing his side.

Freddie purrs and nuzzles him, "I love you too."

"Look how handsome you are." Jim growls burying his face into Freddie's plush belly.

"Oh I'm not." Freddie whimpers looking away. The room felt much too heated now.

Jim kisses his stomach and chest, kissing each pec. He nips at him, "I got the hottest husband in the whole wide world." he presses into Freddie's groin, "He turns me on so much." 

Freddie blushes darkly as Jim worships his body. Kissing all over, he marks Freddie, claims him. He plants soft kisses all over him and makes sure he knows he's loved. It makes Freddie tremble with pleasure.

Freddie's left panting and gasping for more once Jim is done with him. Jim still has pinned and he hasn't stopped kissing Freddie's belly and chest. Jim snuggles keeping a protective arm around his waist. Jim rubs his belly, 

"Soon you'll be filled with my babies." 

Freddie blushes and kisses him, "I hope it will be sooner." That led to another passionate love making session and Jim worshipping his body even more.

 "Look at you." Jim whispers, kissing his shoulder nipping at the tattoo there, "My handsome husband." they were laying tangled in each other's limbs.

And for once Freddie believes him. He was handsome the way he was. There was no need to change how he looked. After all Jim would never lie to him. And so Freddie started to heal. He got better. Jim loved to pamper Freddie and feed him exotic meals. 

Jim loved to plump up Freddie and the lad was loving it. Jim made sure Freddie never felt insecure about his weight ever again.