Anything For Love[Roger Taylor fan fiction]

Can I Dress You?

When you get to the room you jump in bed. 

You lay next to each other kissing. 

Eventually, both of your shirts end up on the ground.

You hear the door unclick and you don't realize what's happening 

"Dear, we have a show in 30 minutes, and you're in here popping a quickie?" You hear Freddie's distant voice say, 

"Holy shit Fred! Knock much?"Roger says, his sweet lips leaving yours. 

"Well don't just stare get up!" Freddie says taking a seat "Uhm Fred?" Roger says, pointing to you. 

"Oh I don't give a fuck, love," he says staring at you 

"Well, she might?" Roger says getting up. 

He threw on his shirt and jumped into his pants. You get up, honestly not caring that Freddie sees you with no shirt or bra, 

"Doesn't seem like she does,'' Freddie says. 

Roger turns around to see you putting your arms in your bra. 

His jaw drops. 

"What?" You say 

"Uh, nothing," Roger says, starting to thread his belt through his pant loops. 

You put on your shirt. "Love, did you make this outfit?" Freddie asked, walking over to you. 

He runs his finger down your arm over the shirt. 

"I bought the clothing, Roger put them together," you say looking at Roger who is smiling, ear to ear. 

"Why would you let him dress you when you have me?"

"Because it was sweet and he offered. Also, I don't live with you." You say. 

Roger frowns. 

"Can I dress you, love?" Freddie asks "Another time."

"You are lucky you're beautiful," he says turning around 

"Are you hitting on my girlfriend?" Roger asks 

"I don't even like girls-" Freddie says and stops. 

"What does that mean?" Roger asks 

"It means I love Mary."

"Right," Roger says and you all leave the room. 

Roger calls the elevator and after a couple of minutes of standing there, holding Roger's hand it dings and the doors slid open. 

You go first, followed by Roger then Freddie. 

You press the lobby button. 

A minute later you're in the lobby where you're meet with Chrissie, Brian, Veronica, and John. 

"Hi Y/N." Brian says "Hi Brian. Hello everyone." you say and everyone says hi to the three of you. 

There's a white limo-like car out front. 

Brian reaches it first with his long and stalky legs. 

He opens the door as Chrisse gets in. Then John and Veronica, You and Roger, and lastly Freddie. 

You wonder if he was lonely in his hotel rooms at night, all by himself. He seemed pretty happy most of the time, but what if Roger said at the beach was true? Is he putting on an act? 

"You ok love?" You heard Roger ask you, you looked in the mirror and realized you had a very concerned look on your face. 

Everyone was starring.

"Earth to Y/N?" Brian said, 

"Oh, I'm sorry. I was just getting worried about how much college work I have to catch up on when I get home," you say trying to make up a good enough excuse. 

"You worry too much," Freddie said. 

You laugh and lean your head on Roger's shoulder. He leaned his head on top of yours, his hair flowing down near your face, tickling you. 

Brian was smiling at you 

"What?" Roger said probably noticing Brian's stares 

"I'm just happy you're finally happy again"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Roger said picking up his head. 

"Oh, just you were so happy with Jo. After her, you were so depressed, I'm glad you found another one." You watched Brian's face scrunch up in a grimace "Not another one like that, just-"

"I think you should shut up before you say any more crap." Freddie piped in 

"Sorry." brian said looking down. 

You knew Roger had another girlfriend before you but you liked to forget.

"I'm sorry, I can treat you to something extra special if that makes you feel any better," Roger said whispering in your ear 

"It's ok. But that does sound intriguing." You say whispering as well 

"God not in the car!" John said 

"I-uhm" you laugh nervously. 

"Oh, we have all heard Roger doing it," Freddie says. 

You tense up. 

"Wow, you are the most oblivious men I've ever met sometimes."

"To what? Have you heard my music darling? It's pretty fucking good so I can't be that dumb." Freddie responded crossing his arms. 

"I have my girl sitting right next to me and you're talking about me having sex with another woman?" After the last word escapes rogers lips everyone is quiet. 

You look around to see everyone looking at him. 

You prefer to look down. 

It's pretty awkward till you reach the hall. 

"Sir you must leave all beverages in the car." the driver said noticing Freddie still holding his champagne glass 

"I'm Freddie fuckin Mercury," Freddie says and walks through the entrance. 

"I'm sorry, he will return it," Brian says handing the driver a tip. The driver shakes his head and gets back in the car. 

"Are you giving me the silent treatment?" Roger asks you 

"No? I mean I knew you had other girlfriends, I've had other boyfriends? Just a little weird to hear about it."

"You've had other boyfriends?" He asks you taking your hand 

"Well yeah? What are you gonna call me a slut or some shit?"

"No, no, no. I-I guess I just never thought of it." He says 

"Well, I prefer not to think about your past girls."

"Sorry right. Can we just forget the past couple of minutes please?" He asks politely

"Fine with me." you say "You weren't thinking of college work were you?"

"I'll tell you away tonight." You say nodding your head towards Freddie, grabbing his iconic microphone stand. 

"Ok?"

"I love you," you say and turn to kiss him. His lips meet with yours. It felt so nice. Your arms came around his neck and his around your waist. You wish you could capture this feeling in a bottle. 

"I love you too."

"Ok lovebirds, as much as we all love watching you making out, we have a time limit," John says 

"Mind if we borrow him?" John asks grabbing Roger's arm" 

"I guess not," you say giving him one last kiss. 

"Well you won't see anything here, you must wait for tonight. All three of you out." Freddie said pointing at the door you just walked through. 

"Love you Y/N!" you hear Roger yell from his position behind his drums. 

"Love you," you say and walk through the doors after Chrissie.