Queen/BoRhap Imagines

Drunk Words Are Sober Thoughts - Roger Taylor

"I demand...that...all of you dance!!" Freddie slurs drunkenly. "Cheers to that!" Roger says, getting up from his spot on the couch. "I'll need a few more of these to do that, mate." John says, signaling to his drink. "Well, I, on the other hand," I start. "need to stay sober so I can take you all home. Especially you, Roger, you're absolutely shitfaced!" 

Brian and John laugh, while Rog gives me an "ohmygodwhy" look. 

Roger and Freddie soon join the crowd of people while I stay back with the other two, who are a little tipsy. "Y/N, you look so beautiful tonight. Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?"John says. "I believe...earlier today you did." I tease. "Thank you, Deaky. And might I say, you both look quite dapper tonight as well." They blush. "Thank you." They say in unision.

I look down at my watch, 12:34. "John, could you take Freddie home, please? I'll get Roger." John nods his head as we both make our way to the (very drunk) hysterical queens. "Ok, Roger, I think you've had enough. What do you say we go home and go to bed, eh?" I say, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and carrying him out. "Yeah that...that sounds nice." He slurs. 

"So how many drinks did you have tonight?" I ask, knowing damn well that he has no idea how much he's had. "Uhhhh..." He starts counting on his fingers. 1... 2...3 ...4 ...5 ...6 ...7 ...8 ..9 ...10 ...

I watch his fingers. "I think just two..." He says. I chuckle as we turn the corner, getting closer to his flat. Your stomach filled with butterflies, thinking about the possibility of spending the night at his flat. With him. Alone.

You smiled to yourself at the thought. "Well what are you laughing about?" He asks, seeing my red cheeks. "Oh, nothing." I say, hiding my face. "Oooooooh does someone have a crush?" He teases. My cheeks turn bright red, I don't know what to say. 

I open the door to his flat and nudge the both of us through the doorway. I switch on the light and close the door behind me. "Actually..." He says. I take off my shoes before he says "I wanna take a bath. Could you help me?" I freeze. He must be kidding. "Please?" He pleads. "Oh alright. I'll go get it set up. Go sit on the couch I'll come get you when it's ready." He stumbles over to the couch and flops down, most likely falling asleep. 

I go upstairs and turn on the faucet, plugging the drain when the water warms up. I added bubbles and put candles around the bathroom. I flipped the lights off and put a change of clothes on the bathroom counter for him when he gets out. I also turned on a bit of music in the other room to play quietly while he relaxes. When it was all ready, I went down to get Roger. Only to find him completely unconscious on the couch. If he doesn't use it, I will. I thought. I went back upstairs, stripped, and got into the tub. It was warm and cozy. 

I sink down, making myself comfortable before closing my eyes and dozing off. 

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I was awakened by a knock on the bathroom door. "Y/n?" A groggy voice said. "Come in," I say, wiping my eyes with my raisin textured fingers. The door slowly opened, revealing Roger with his messy hair and tired eyes. "May I join?" He asks. I nod my head and begins to unbutton his shirt. Thank god its dark in here, or else he'd see my red cheeks. 

He slipped into the tub, maintaining eye contact with me as he does so. "Hey, y/n...can I ask you something." He says, getting settled. "Of course, Rog." I say, not knowing what was about to happen. "Do you like me?" I froze. 

"Uhm..." Fuck it. I'm just gonna tell him. "Yes. Well..no. I love you. I have for a while, actually. I feel so alive when you walk into a room. You make me feel like love maybe is real after all." I say, my words get ahead of my brain, and before I know it his lips are on mine. "I love you too, y/n." He says, after breaking away. I want more, so I go back in. This time my hands  find their way to the back his neck, and I straddle his hips. I felt his erection grow under me and I grind against his hips. 

I break away once more, "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this..."

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