Freddie Mercury imagines

Seaside Rendezvous

HE'S SO ADORABLEEEEE IT CAN NOT BE NATURAL FOR A PERSON TO BE SO BEAUTIFUL IT JUST CAN'T BE 😫 WHAT ARE YOU DOING LOOKING SO GORGEOUS FREDDIEEEEEE 

I've received some requests about chapters, and don't worry those who requested I am working on them! This one just came to me randomly and my writer's block thankfully decided to be nice and let me work- I find requests easier to write since that makes the idea of the prompt easier to make but my mind's actually at work for once-

1978

"Good morning Y/N," The sexy, quiet morning voice of your lover murmured as you started to wake up, your back pressed against his chest as he spooned you like you loved.

"Good morning gorgeous." You grinned, kissing him gently as his cheeks flushed crimson. 

You found it funny how he could have all the confidence in the world when he was on stage and could hold the audience in the palm of his hand, yet he would always get flustered and shy whenever you gave him a compliment. 

"Oh fuck off, you're the gorgeous one." Freddie chuckled playfully, tightening his hold on you a bit as you nuzzled his cheek.

"How long until we need to leave?" You questioned, resting your head on his shoulder and stroking his long hair.

You were set to go with Freddie on tour, you hadn't accompanied him before and every time he'd went on tour in the past you had missed each other terribly, but relief filled you that you wouldn't have to  go without him for months this time. 

"A few hours. The fur babies will miss us terribly though." He pouted.

"My parents will look after them and besides, we'll make sure we talk to them on the phone every night." You giggled.

"We had better, we don't want them forgetting all about us." Freddie snorted.

"I wouldn't worry about that, you're physically impossible to forget about." You remarked, kissing his cheek that had reddened at your words.

"I love you so much." He whispered, brushing his fingers over your side affectionately. 

"I love you too Freddie. More than you could ever guess," You sighed contently, perfectly fine with staying in his arms and cuddling until you had to head to the airport.

When it came time to go, you had left home and soon enough landed in Stockholm, Sweden, the band's first destination for their 'Jazz' tour.

"Once you're done unpacking, I say we go exploring." Freddie suggested, sitting on the edge of the bed and twiddling his thumbs idly.

"How did you even finish so quickly?" You blinked.

"Because I'm just that incredible, dear. Are you really surprised?" He quipped, coaxing a laugh out of you.

"Of that, no. Not so much." You snickered, moving your suitcase over and sitting next to Freddie.

"Besides, you can just let all that wait. Let's go have some fun, yeah?" His eyes twinkled as he moved closer to you, ending up in your lap.

"Enlighten me, do I bare any resemblance to a chair in your eyes?" You deadpanned dryly.

"No, but you're comfortable so you'll do." He smirked, making you roll your eyes amusedly.

"Alright, let's go sight seeing. Can you bring yourself to get off of me?" You teased, earning a groan as he scooted off you and stood up.

"Ooo, I think I saw a beach earlier when we landed! Let's go swimming, shall we?" He smiled brightly.

You beamed at his excitement, he could act like such a child and while it did frustrate you sometimes, most of the time you found it quite adorable.

"What?" He raised a brow.

"You're cute when you're excited." You said fondly, failing to restrain a smile.

"How many times are you going to make me blush today?" He whined, making you laugh.

"You say that as if you don't always do the same to me." You retorted.

"Stoppp," He complained, making you laugh more.

You got ready and did spend a fair amount of time looking around and sight seeing, though it wasn't long before you had located the beach.

"It's beautiful here." You mused, taking off your covering and applying your sunscreen.

Freddie eagerly kicked his shoes off and removed his shirt, putting on sunscreen.

"Let's gooo!" He chirped, running towards the ocean with a wide smile that instantly made your heart feel full.

"My precious angel, what ever am I going to do with you?" You thought to yourself, following the singer and freezing at the feeling of the intense cold water.

"S-So c-cold!" You gasped out, subconsciously clinging to Freddie.

"It's not that bad," He shrugged, wrapping his arms around you.

"No, it's terrible." You huffed dramatically. 

Freddie was usually the one for theatrics, but sometimes you were known to pick up his attitude based on the situation.

"Whatever you say." He snickered, suddenly ducking under the water.

"Freddie?!" You called, nearly screaming as you felt icy cold water enveloping your back.

"What the fuck!?" You shrieked as he came back up, having taken a bad case of the giggles with him.

"C-Come now darling, I was only trying to help you cool down." He cackled, wheezing as if he had told the most hilarious joke.

"You're an asshole." You crossed your arms.

"At least it's sunny out so it doesn't feel like bloody Alaska." He shrugged.

You let out a petulant 'Hmph' and turned around, an evil sneer forming on your face as you then tackled him into the water.

"Ah!" He exclaimed, swimming back up as he frantically spat out salt water.

"Take that." You smirked maliciously.

"No, you take this." Freddie smirked as a massive wave engulfed the two of you, you edging closer to Freddie in shock.

"I-I'm starting to tolerate only splashes." You shivered.

"Well what do you expect, the bigger the better. In everything." He nudged you mischievously, managing to make you laugh.

"Don't be naughty." You snorted.

"I think that's asking too much, love." He chuckled, resting his head on your shoulder.

You couldn't help but smile at him, the sun shining on the both of you as you leaned your head over his, holding hands and standing there in a peaceful silence as you stared out at the scenery and waves.