Anything For Love[Roger Taylor fan fiction]

Grassy Picnic

TW of vomit throughout the story 

It was four months later and you were done with the tour and you were done with your first trimester of the pregnancy.

The first trimester was actually a breeze surprisingly but the second trimester was kicking you down. 

The baby was a bloody prick. It was causing you so much pain at all times of the day, the only thing that feels good is when Roger draws you a nice bath. 

That's all you wanted to do was sit in your little bathtub and enjoy it. Roger would light a few candles of course scentless you couldn't do a whole lotta smells at the moment, flick off the lights and let you just enjoy the calm peace.

You knew once the baby came, you'd get none of it for a very long time.

Freddie and Mary were officially over for although she still came around once in a while, Freddie was still heartbroken. But they tried to remain friends and they did. They were great friends. You think that's works best for them. They were a nice couple but there was always something and that thing finally came out.

Freddie was gay. Whatever gay meant to him.

Roger was very caring for you all these months although sometimes he's all over you a bit too much, he only does it out of the niceness of his heart and you appreciate that from the bottom of your heart.

He'd get you whatever you craved and was always by your side no matter what. You had a feeling already he was gonna make an excellent dad.

"Love are you ready?" Roger yelled as you wiped your mouth up after vomiting into the toilet. 

What a prick this child already was.

"Mhm." You said and stood up carefully. You walked out of the loo as Roger stood there near the door with your purse and his car keys.

"You ok, love?" He said as you stood there gripping to the door frame for support.

"Yeah," You said with a smile and walked towards him to drive to your ultrasound.

After the ultrasounds, Roger would take you out for lunch. Today it was your comfort cafe. Your favorite cafe

The Green Room had by far the best delicacies you've ever had in your whole life, nothing has even closed matched it. 

Croissants, muffins, scones, biscuits, everything was to die for. Oh, and it's crepes? They were so fucking incredible.

The only thing was at the moment all food made you want to completely vomit up your guts.

"Your favorite!" Roger said parking his car in front of The Green Room. 

You nodded at him with a fake smile. You felt bad, he wanted you to enjoy it so bad and you couldn't. 

You walked into the restaurant, the smell was nauseating. You held it in the best you could. 

You waited in line and watched all the food, you just couldn't do it. You ran out of the door as quickly as you could.

You caught your breath and threw up into the bushes. There was hardly anything you could throw up, you had barely eaten. You felt bad for the poor people around you just trying to enjoy their lunch and here you were throwing up in the bushes.

Roger came out. "Hey, hey, it's ok." He said and rubbed your back as you wiped your mouth. Your body was consumed with heat, as it usually is. The heat would hit you like an oven even if it was a cold day.

"Can we go back to the van." You said already walking to it. Roger ran a bit to catch up with you, he sorta stood in shock for a second taking in what just happened.

"What's going on?" He said as he started up the car, blasting the air conditioning for you. 

"I just want to stop feeling like this Rog." You started crying.

"I know my love." He said and opened his arms. You came into them as he hugged you. 

"I have an idea that'll cheer you up." He said after a few minutes.

He drove out of the cafe parking lot and onto the open road.

You pulled up to the park after a few.

The park where you had your first date with your husband. Who would've known it'd come to this. Pregnant, married, and with so many memories, made and to make. 

He ran around to open your door and you stepped out. You walked straight ahead right to where the path was where you then turn right, then a left at the large group of trees. You walked through the hollowed-out tree with Roger, hand in hand Northbound until you made it to the grassy hill where you had your grassy picnic all the years ago. 

You laid there with Roger, your arm in the pocket of his arm and chest. You could feel him breath deeply as he did. His arm wrapped around you hugging your elbow and forearm. 

You looked at the sky smiling. 

"I love you." He whispered and kissed the top of your head.

You closed your eyes in bliss. You blocked out the pains in your stomach and just focused on being here with the love of your life.