Freddie Mercury imagines

Switched

Requested by Mikeswigglue

THIS MAN IS SO PERFECT AHHHHH HIS SHIRT HIS HAIR HIS EYES HIS SMILEEEEE YEP UNACHIEVABLE PERFECTION THAT ONLY HE HAS ACHIEVED CONFIRMED-

1978

"Bastard!" You glared, making Freddie turn around at you with a similar glare that was quick to form.

"What the fuck is your problem?" Freddie scoffed at you as if you were a petulant child.

"You know what my problem is! You know what you did and I am not forgiving you!" You scowled, giving him a death glare.

"Oh come on, it was just a joke! I can't really expect you to get that though with your non existent sense of humor." He rolled his eyes.

"Oh I have a sense of humor, I just don't find how you embarrassed me like that on stage in front of so many people to be that humorous!" You crossed your arms.

"They didn't mind it." He snickered.

"Just do me a favor and leave me alone for once." You fumed, pushing past him to your room.

You were a member of the band Queen and needless to say, you and Freddie didn't get along whatsoever. You were always finding something to argue about and it was a miracle you two hadn't broken up the band with your constant quarrels. You were really only a bitch to him because of how he was treating you, but he still always got on your nerves.

"What's got you so upset?" A sudden voice took you by surprise as you were heading to bed.

"ROGER!" You shrieked, sighing heavily as you started to calm down.

"Don't scare me like that!" You playfully hit his shoulder, making him snort.

"You just can't catch a break tonight can you?" He chuckled, instantly making your mood sour again.

"Don't remind me." You groaned.

"You two at it again?" He asked simply.

"Are we ever not at it? His fault of course." You said bitterly.

"Well you don't help the situation either you know." The drummer pointed out to your annoyance.

"I wouldn't have an issue with him if he weren't mocking me and making everything hard for me all the time. Sometimes I wish I knew why he did it...why he hates me so much, what he has against me...I've done absolutely nothing to him and yet for some reason he's obsessed with bothering me all the time. To get in his head and see why he can't stand me, that'd help..." You ranted a bit, sighing heavily. 

"I got nothin...Well, good night Y/N." Roger shrugged as he headed off to his room. 

You sighed, going to your room and getting into pajamas. 

Why did Freddie hate you so much? You didn't want to admit it, but you knew he was actually a good person. He could be sweet and kind as ever to anyone, but never to you. You just didn't get it...

You got into bed and turned the light off, yawning quietly and falling asleep,  unaware what the morning would bring.

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You slowly woke up, stretching as you started to adjust. Was it just you or did the room seem different? Probably just you...

"Fucks sakes." You grumbled, freezing at the sound of your voice.

 That wasn't your voice...You didn't sound like that, that sounded more like Freddie's voice if anything...

"What the fuck?" You breathed, staring down at the ground only to freeze.