Freddie Mercury imagines

You're my best friend

This. That picture right there. That is literally what true perfection is. If you don't agree, you can fuck off now because he's the most beautiful person to ever grace this earth and that is a fact any intellectual knows 🥰🥺😌

Suggested by -Somebody_to_Love-

1973

"So it's done? Completely?" You asked eagerly, bouncing on your heels a bit. 

"It took us two fucking years, but we've finally finished it!" Freddie beamed brightly, looking happier than you had ever seen him.

He had been recording with his band for their first album, and after hard work from all four of them and many sleepless nights, they had finally finished the process and put their album out.

"Freddie this is wonderful, I'm so proud of you!" You squealed, throwing your arms around him to bring him into a hug.

He hugged you back tightly with a giggle, taking you by surprise and swinging you around.

"What the fuck are you doing, put me down!" You shrieked, tightening your grip on him instinctively from shock.

"Oh, you should've seen your face! That was absolutely priceless!" Freddie cackled, though he complied and set you back down on the ground, making you feel relieved as you felt your feet touched the floor.

"Apart from the fact you nearly gave me a heart attack, I'm so happy for you! I know you guys are going to do such great things." You smiled, squeezing his hand.

"I couldn't have done it without you darling, you're the most loyal and kind person I know." He said sincerely, kissing your cheek.

You reddened at his words and kissed his head lightly.

"We should celebrate now that you're gonna be a rock star." You giggled.

Freddie just shook his head in response, looking at you seriously.

"No, dear. I will not be a rock star, I will be a legend." He declared, and you couldn't help but let out a soft laugh.

You believed him and the band would succeed without a single doubt, you had heard them play countless times and they got better with each performance. But for him to have not even released his first album and to state he would be a legend? Surely he must be letting the excitement go to his head! But, you knew that Freddie could hide his true shy and quiet persona and replace it with a flamboyant and extroverted one whenever he wished.

"That's presumptuous of you." You commented, raising an eyebrow at him.

"What, you don't believe it?" He pouted, batting his eyelashes at you dramatically.

"I believe you're a drama queen, but I know that you have the potential to be even bigger than a legend too." You replied, sending a flush up to Freddie's prominent cheeks.

"Well even if I have yet to convince the world of that, at least it's worked with you." He joked, making you roll your eyes playfully.

"Yeah yeah, don't gloat. But like I said, why don't we just have fun today? We'll do whatever you want and have a good time." You suggested, draping your arm over his shoulders.

"I like what I'm hearing, let's do it!" He grinned, capturing your lips into a passionate but gentle kiss.

You kissed back and carded your fingers through his hair, twirling strands of his long and dark locks around with your fingers.

"What would you like to do first?" You quizzed once you broke the kiss, admiring all his beautiful features.

"Let's play scrabble!" He smirked, looking at you with a mischievous glint to his eye.