Tea Boy: A Deacury Fic

Chapter 23: First Gig

Tonight is the night for the band, at their very first gig as a new band entering the music industry. They were all in their shared dressing rooms together finishing up makeup, getting dressed. Freddie was on the vanity putting the finishing touches to his eyeliner, he turned to John who was sitting on the couch just anxiously waiting to go out on stage. "Well dearie, how I look?", he asked the brun. "You look like an owl!", John joked. "John how dare you, I look like an elegant Egyptian honesty!", Freddie was a bit appalled and turned back pouting. "I was joking, doll. You look as elegant as ever.", John urged. "You mean it?", Fred asked giving Deaky a puppy eyed look. "Yes, Freddie. I mean it.", Deaks reassures. He then perched himself next to Freddie admiring Freddie's beauty, watching as he finished up.

Meanwhile in the other shared room, Brian was helping Roger into his costume. "This feels awkward, Bri. I don't know why Fred picked such ridiculousness.", Rog huffed. "Oh shush, Fred's style is...unique. Now stop complaining.", Brian urged. The blonde pouted and allowed his curly love to continue to help. "Brian, I wish we wouldn't argue as much as we are now.", he confessed. "I agree baby, it's just that I'm not ready to tell my parents right now. Maybe when I am comfortable, I'll tell them....just not now, okay?", Bri uttered. Rog nodded in full agreement. "Let's get this shit over with so that I can go home.", he hummed.

Eventually, the band had gotten on stage, yes all were nervous, but rocked on without hesitation. Freddie flourished around as if he knew what he was doing, wooing and swooning the crowd below. Many were indeed impressed, acknowledging that the band had high potential of being one of the best bands around, despite what critics say. After the final songs, the crowd gave them a standing ovation, cheering and clapping loudly.

-Freddie's POV-

"They loved us, baby! They absolutely loved us! I'm so proud!", I cheered hugging John tightly. "Yeah, I'm glad! We had them swooning over us! We've gained fans!", he chuckled. "Of course we have fans! We have such high potential, sweetheart. Imagine what we can do with all that future rock star money!", I beamed. John opened his mouth to say something but it shut immediately since I had a feeling he'd realize he had to become sober. I pressed my lips against his. "Don't worry, hun. You're gonna be fine there. Let's get you home, okay?", I cooed rubbing his forearm gently. We got out of our costumes and into some comfortable clothes and we began packing up our equipment in the van we rented.

Brian was able to give us a ride home. We thanked him and went inside. John looked drastically exhausted as much as I was, to help him relax and ease his mind, I made him some of his favorite tea and we cuddled up, watching another film that had aired within the hour we came home. The film got into advertisement time and then John's mood slowly melted, as there was an ad about the retreat he was going to within a week from today. I rubbed his hand gently to ease him. "I'm here, Deak, don't worry." He felt so uneasy by the advertising that he wanted me to shut the telly off, but it was too late to do so since it only ran for 30 seconds.

"I don't want to go there next week!", he shuttered fearfully. "John, easy baby, you'll be okay there, I promise. Trust me, you're gonna come back better than before.", I reassured. "But...but Freddie!", John blabbered tears slowly filling in his eyes. I kissed him gently. "You'll be fine. You're getting quite nerved up about it. I know it's frightening to you, but my Dearest, I promise you....you will be okay, and you're gonna do great."

Deaky took some deep breaths and eventually soothed himself. "I need to rest. I'll go in the bedroom to take a nap." He handed me his empty tea cup with saucer and rushed to the bedroom. I sighed quite worried about him as I returned the dishes into the kitchen, I'm so sure he'll do great.