Freddie Mercury imagines

The millionaire waltz

AGHHHHHHH THIS SWEET ANGEL 🥺 DON'T COVER YOUR SMILE BBY IT'S TOO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL TO BE HID YOU HAVE SUCH PERFECT TEETH 😭 (I can definitely say something different for mine LMAO)

Happy late new year's everybody, let's hope 2024 is a brilliant year!

 I didn't have the very best New Year's Eve unfortunately, for those who didn't see my announcement on my page I had to put my cat to sleep that day, it really fucking hurt me. I'm still upset but I'm trying to adjust to it and I would've updated on New Years but it just wasn't the right day. 

Anyways, here is the newest one shot that is New Years related soooo enjoy the late edition- 

1976 (Or 1977 considering it's New Years lol)

"What time is it?" Freddie whined impatiently, your cat Tom on the singer's lap as he stroked his fur.

"Ten thirty, two more hours." You answered as you looked down at your watch, checking the time.

"But that's so boring!" Freddie groaned, making you chuckle. 

Freddie had a tendency to act like a man child sometimes, the boys found it quite annoying especially when they were making music, but you found it inexpressibly adorable. You found him inexpressibly adorable too, he was everything you could ever want and you were always at your happiest when you were with him.

"The new year will come, just be patient." You snorted as you placed a kiss onto his nose.

"Tell me darling, do you think anyone uses the word 'patient' when they're asked to describe me?" He asked dryly, making the two of you giggle.

"Fair enough." You conceded, scratching underneath Tom's chin gently as the feline purred.

"What shall we do in the meantime?" Freddie questioned, looking at you with a smirk.

"Tell our New Years resolutions?" You suggested with a shrug.

"Alright, I resolve to fuck you more." The Persian smirked, making you choke on your own spit as you burst out into hysterics.

"Freddie!" You wheezed, laughing harder as he joined your uncontrollable laughter. 

"What? You asked for my resolution, I told you what it's gonna be." He cackled, lifting his hand up to his mouth to cover his teeth.

You frowned at his action, sitting next to him and taking his hand away.

"I know what one of your other resolutions should be, to stop hiding those gorgeous teeth of yours." You said softly, seeing him stiffen and look down at the ground at your words.

"Please Freddie...I love your teeth so very much. You have the most beautiful smile when you don't conceal it, I don't want anything or anyone making you think otherwise." You told him seriously, lifting his chin up with your finger.

Freddie whimpered quietly in uncertainty and self consciousness, biting his lip before slowly nodding.

"Thank you baby." You smiled, kissing his lips gently as you stroked his long hair.

He kissed back tenderly as Tom hopped off his lap, you taking the cat's place as you rested your head on Freddie's shoulder.

"I love you so much." He whispered, his arms tightening around you though not too tight as he didn't want to hurt you.

"I love you too." You told him sincerely, rubbing his tummy gently.

"That feels good," He murmured softly.

"I'll keep doing it then." You smiled into the crook of the vocalist's neck, continuing to massage his stomach as he sighed in relief.

"What are your resolutions then?" Freddie yawned a bit, smoothing some hair away from your face.

You thought carefully for a moment before you answered his query.

"To have more moments like this with you." You responded at last, lacing your fingers with his.

Freddie blushed brightly, bringing your hand up to his lips to kiss it.

"Dance with me." He said suddenly, making you stare at him in surprise.

"I'm sorry?" You raised an eyebrow, wanting to make sure you heard him right.

"Dance with me." He repeated nonchalantly, getting to his feet and looking down at you with a smirk.

"You know I can't dance for shit!" You huffed, earning a chuckle in response.

"I think I shall be the judge of that, lovey." The Persian grinned, offering you his hand.

"Let's see how confident you are when I inevitably end up stepping on your feet." You sighed, accepting his hand and getting off the couch as he snickered.

You put your hands on his shoulders as he put his hands on your hips, and you slowly began to sway in an experimental rhythm.

"Bring out the charge of the love brigade, there is spring in the air once again..." Freddie sang softly as he brought you a bit closer to him.

"Drink to the sound of the song parade, there is music and love everywhere...give a little love to me, take a little love from me, I want to share it with you..." 

You listened to his melodic voice in awe, loving whenever he sang for you. He would always do it whenever you asked him to, and now his future with Queen looked so incredibly bright, you knew things would go wonderfully for the band.

"I feel like a millionaire...Once we were mad, we were happy, we spent all our days holding hands together...do you remember, my love...how we danced, and played, in the rain, we laid, how we wish that we could stay there...forever and ever..." 

"I wish I could be with you forever and ever." You mumbled, earning a small but deeply beautiful smile as Freddie kissed your head.

"You will be." He purred before he continued singing.

"Now I am sad, you are so far away, I sit counting the hours day by day..." 

"Quite impatiently." You snickered, referring to his tantrum about New Years which made him pout before the two of you laughed.

"Come back to me... how I long for your love, come back to me...be happy like we used to be..." 

"I'm happy when I'm with you." You admitted sincerely, sending a scarlet flush up to his cheeks as he whispered a "Me too" and suddenly gasped.

"Y/N, look at your watch!" He exclaimed, pointing to your wrist where your watch read '11:59'.

"Twenty, nineteen, eighteen, seventeen, sixteen, fifteen, fourteen, thirteen, twelve, eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one..."

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!" The two of you bellowed, hugging each other victoriously.

"I wonder what this year will bring for us," Freddie mused, catching a yawn with his hand.

"Sleep, firstly." You snorted, ignoring his protests of 'I'm not tired' and dragging him to the bedroom.

"You yawned, it's midnight, the both of us are tired, we're going to sleep." You deadpanned, earning a hmph in reply.

"Fine, but I'm staying true to my first resolution first thing tomorrow." Freddie smirked, squeezing your ass and casually drifting off to sleep as if nothing happened.

"What am I going to do with you, Freddie Mercury?" You sighed to yourself in exasperation combined with amusement, draping an arm over him and falling asleep.

The end.