Tea Boy: A Deacury Fic

Chapter 12: Deakling, Lambkin, & More Cute Nicknames, plus Deep Thoughts

(A/N: I get it, long title, but c'mon, isn't it adorable like them? But also, deep thinking...)

-Freddie's POV-

"Good morning, my little Deakling.", I cooed, stroking his hair to wake him. I could've sworn I heard a cute giggle from him, he woke up seconds later. "Deakling?", he drowsily asked me. "What? I think it's really adorable on you, and yeah, it sounds like duckling, I know.", I replied, pinching his cheeks that had a slight blush on them. He rolled his eyes as he sat up. "Oh c'mon, we're boyfriends now, and we can basically start calling each other cutesy nicknames.", I said kissing his cheek. "Do you have any other nicknames for me besides Deakling?", he asked twirling his hair, while laying on my shoulder. "Well, your hair's as soft as lamb's wool, and no lie, you have a natural apple scent. So I'll also call you apple pie lambkin.", I simply said. That's when he actually made a lamby sheep sound, and yes, it sounded as adorable as he is. "I actually love that. Call me whatever you want, Freddie-kins.", he cutely said. "Is that your ideal nickname for me?", I questioned. "Yeah, pretty much for now.", he shrugged.

I lifted his chin and kissed his rose petal lips. "You're such a cutie...I love you.", I complimented, making him blush. "....I love you too.", he shyly replied. "Come along, my sweet lambkin, we must get ready to go to today's rehearsal for that local gig I talked about lately.", I stated, "You aren't nervous, are you?" He hid his face on my back. "A-a little bit...", he uttered. I understood how anxiety must be treating him, and it must hurt him like hell. I stroked his hair in comfort, only to avoid him possibly crying. "Deaky, don't worry, I'm gonna be with you the entire time, I promise. I understand that it's your first gig with us as our new bassist, but believe me, I'll be with you every step of the way throughout the show.", I explained. He looked back up at me and nodded. "I understand that everyone gets nervous sometimes, it's natural...but my anxiety makes it worse than ever.", he muttered, tears slowly forming in his gray-green eyes. "My darling dear, I advise you take deep breaths before and after the show, it'll help ease your anxiety a little.", I told him. He crept a small smile and nuzzled into my chest. "I love you, Freddie, very very much.", he gushed. Awww, he's so...baby. Why's he so baby?

"I love you more, Deaky Bear.", I cooed, cradling him in my arms. "Nuh-uh, I love you more than anything, Freddie Froo!", he teased, slightly giggling within the sentence. "Not true, Deaky Doo, I love you to the moon and back!", I asserted back. He looked up at me with the cutest pout I've ever seen. He's so adorable, why's he so adorable? "You probably want another kiss from me, huh, baby boy?", I asked raising an eyebrow. "Yes....please?", he politely replied, still slightly pouting. I did as he asked and kissed his petal soft lips again, only this time, sneaking in a bit of tongue action when he kissed me back. We continued this, and just like that, we snogged each other, procrastination at its finest. We made out for five more minutes, I was first to pull away. He stared into my eyes, smiling like the angel he is. "Hey, do you think those other two would find out about us?", he asked. "Probably, but they won't tell. If they did, they wouldn't tell a soul. That's just how much I actually trust them.", I said. His little smiled started fading. "Darling, don't worry, it's our little secret...", I replied, stroking his hair. "What if...what if press finds out years later?", he shyly questioned. "The press is just money hungry, they starve the attention of celebrities, they like making fake stories just to keep food on their own tables. They literally have nothing else to do.", I explained, "You have nothing to worry about right now, we haven't been in public enough for them to start talking shit about us."

John then laid on my chest where my heart was. "It's okay, baby...I know how worried you are about the word getting out there, but they just don't know yet. Don't worry what the future holds, worry about now.", I reassured him stroking his long hair. He sighed sadly, but simply replied, "I love you." I held him close, it felt like eternity. "I'm pretty sure that either Brian or Roger will call us about rehearsal, but I just want you to feel alright enough before we leave, okay?", I told him. He nodded and I felt a tiny kiss on my chest. So cute of him. Eventually, we fell back asleep because of our bodily warmth colliding together. I'm sure that my little Deakling will be just fine...