ROCKSTAR // roger taylor

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Hyacinth woke up in the morning, placing a kiss on a sleepy Roger's lips as she got up.

She dragged herself, and then her boyfriend, out of bed and began getting ready.

Of course, Roger had been adamant about staying in bed in the morning.. though was suddenly unbelievably motivated to get ready when Hyacinth got in the shower, leaving the door open..

Soon enough Roger was stood by the front door, shouting up the stairs to hurry up his girlfriend as she spent an extra half hour on just her eyeliner.

He found himself getting annoyed by it, but then stopped to think.

This is how it'd be every single day for the rest of his life - that is, if he were to propose today.

And he smiled to himself. He couldn't wait to stand by the door for ages every day.

Just as long as it meant it was Hyacinth that he was waiting for.

Only her.

No one else.

The five of them sat in the trailer, preparing for the show.

The boys all sat down on the seats inside, while Hyacinth changed into her outfit at the back of the trailer, hidden behind a blanket held up by Roger.

Just as she finished reapplying her lipliner, she heard their band being announced.

The group rushed out to the stage and began their set, starting with the ever so iconic song, bohemian rhapsody.

As the song started she shared a glance with her boyfriend, earning a wink from him as he began to bang on his drums.

She sat atop of the piano as she sang along with Freddie, starting from the line "Too late, my time has come."

Her sitting on top of the piano was a repeated image in their shows, specifically the early ones during the tour of their first album.

She'd always sit on the piano as Freddie played.

It took them back to the more simple years.

That was until they started playing Radio gaga, the two of them standing centre stage as they sang along to the song, hyacinth picking up a tambourine to tap on her hip as the song continued.

By the end of their final song, Freddie and Roger had switched places.

Fred played the drums (horribly) whilst Roger stood upfront in the centre of the stage.

Just as the song faded out to silence, and Hyacinth looked away from the crowd, she glanced towards Roger.

He stood staring at her.

"What?" She mouthed with a smile.

Instead of replying he simply got a small box out of his pocket.

She didn't see it yet, but she did see him getting onto one knee.

Hyacinth turned away, a hand over her agape mouth as tears welled up in her eyes.

By the time she looked back, the ring was out and the crowd was screaming.

Freddie had stood next to her by now, he put an arm around her and led her closer to Roger, up until she was only an inch away from him.

"Hyacinth Isobella Iris Morse, would you do me the honour of being my wife?"

"Oh Rog.."

"Will you marry me Cynth?"

She paused to catch her breath, by now tears were streaming down her face at an uncontrollable rate.

"Of course."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." She laughed, pulling him up to his feet. "Yeah, of course Rog."

They kissed and he put the ring in her finger.

By now the crowd was deafening and they could barely even hear the congratulations coming from their friends as they walked off stage hand in hand.