Welcome home asshole!

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The next day you rushed to the hospital. Roger was going to be kept there for a few days. He needed surgery on his leg, the glass cut very deep. You called Fred first to see if he wanted to go with you. He said he couldn't and he had other things going on. Brian and John both agreed to come with you. Roger was feeling a bit better. His hand was wrapped and they taped his leg. "Roger," you say looking at him. He gave you a sad expression with his eyes. "Hey," he said quietly. "Mate what were you thinking?" Brian said to him. "I was thinking about how my girlfriend thought I was cheating on her you bastard," Roger said. He winced in pain. "How do you feel?" Deaky asked. "A little better, but now I have to be stuck in this hellhole for 2 days," he said. You were standing behind bri and deaky. You had so many questions, and you wanted even more answers. Every time he looked at you it sent shivers up your spine. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't. "Why?," you whisper to him through your tears. He made eye contact with you. "She came up to me, and we were having a friendly conversation. I told her I was seeing someone, when she saw you walking over, she started to flirt with me. I didn't even notice you until you said something to me," he said. The way he talked with anger made you feel better. He was always passionate. But passion comes with consequences, like anger and fear. The band was like elements. Roger was fire, burning with a strong hate and love for things. Brian was like the ground, sturdy and well rooted. Deaky was like water, going with the flow and usually staying calm. Freddie was like the wind, dramatic and fierce, but also soft and cooling. And you were like space. You were a mystery to many people, and things can change very quickly for you. You cupped Rogers cheek with your hand and gave him a soft smile. A grin approached his face as you kissed his forehead. You could tell it was going to be a long day.

You stayed with Roger the whole day. There wasn't really a lot to talk about or do. It was rather boring to be honest. There was something that being in the hospital did for Rog. He seemed more calm, more relaxed. It was nice but also made you sad. You missed his passion. It's only been a day, but a day with Roger as his usual self is a lot more fun. You missed him passionately banging the drums, you missed him and Fred arguing, but you also missed you and Roger laying in his bed cuddling. It was crazy to see how much you could miss someone. You just got so used to seeing to seeing the two sides of Roger, his passionate and aggressive side and his soft and warm side. He was like a Rubik's cube, but you've only figured out two sides. (A/N: Sorry im kinda like a broken record writing this lol). You were so ready to go home with him, and finally finish the album. Freddie called you saying John had a part of a song written, and you of course were excited. One more day. Just one more.

The next that Roger was in the hospital was the most nerve racking. You always got anxiety with things like this. Just the thought that anything could go wrong and he would have to be in there for longer. You went to the studio today with the boys for a while. Roger was going to call you when he needed to be picked up. You all played scrabble, and of course Brian being the smartest one, won every round. You kind of wished you studied astrophysics or something with the planets, and stars. You always found it interesting. "How are you feeling?" Brian asked you. You went outside for a quick smoke. You were trying to relax, but you were too nervous at the moment. "I'm smoking. That should tell you a lot," you say, taking a drag of your cigarette. "It does," Brian said, smiling. "What about you? I don't think I've never seen you worried about anything," you say, looking up at him. "Well of course I am, I'm only human, but I know everything is going to be ok," he said looking back at you. You just shrugged your shoulders, stepping on the butt of your cigarette.

You got a call from Roger. Bri drives you all to the hospital and you go in. "Glad you came," Roger said with his signature smirk on his face. "How could I forget you Meddows," you say, holding his hand. You helped Roger get into the car. "And you brought the rest of the bastards with you I see," Roger said. You couldn't help but giggle. Freddie smiled too. "I wish you punched that a little bit harder, then maybe we wouldn't have to deal with you darling," Freddie said. You started laughing harder now. "Cmon, I couldn't live without him," you say, giving Roger a sweet look. His smiled widely at you. "The sexual tension is insane," Freddie yelled to break the silence. "I can feel the sexual energy in the air," Brian said. Roger looked at you and winked. Brian and you were the only ones who saw it. You blushed a little. You arrive at Rogers house. "Thanks bri," you say to him, waving goodbye.

"Welcome home asshole," you say, opening the
door for him. Sometimes its hard for you to believe you've only dated Roger for a two weeks. Times flies when you're recording an album. Rog immediately feel onto the couch. "Please can you cook me some real food, I've been eating jello for the past two damn days," he said. "Yeah," you say. You cook up some eggs for him. "Here you go," you say, practically waking him up. "Thanks love," he said, kissing your cheek. "Wanna watch a movie?" you say to him. He nods at you slightly and you both find a movie. Roger fell asleep on your lap and you quickly fell asleep too, messing with his hair.

Sorry this one took a long time to finish. I'll be working harder to get these out sooner I promise! Love you all so much
-ace

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