✨ Queen One Shots & Imagines ✨

I want to (not) ride my bicycle?

This one's a Freddie one shot about you teaching him how to ride a bike! (This will be eventful 😂)
Hope you guys enjoy!!! ❤️
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"Okay, you can open them now!" You exclaimed, anxiously waiting for Freddie's reaction. Freddie's mouth dropped open in shock as he gazed at the Raleigh Racer sitting in front of him.
"Darling! This is great! I can't believe this!" He cheered, hugging you as he jumped up and down with excitement.
"I wondered why you had brought me out here with it being so bloody cold!" He said as the harsh December wind blew against the two of you and the new bike, nearly knocking it over.
"You don't have to ride it today Fred, I know it's cold and windy-"
"No! I must ride it today, darling! You promised you would teach me. Now's the time!"
You let out a sigh and smiled softly.
"Alright then, let's start!"
Freddie let out a teethy grin and plopped onto the bicycle.
He always acted like the happiest kid in the world on Christmas, and you adored it.
It was nice to see him take a break from being a famous rockstar and just be "normal" for a bit.
"Have you done this without training wheels before?" You asked him.
Freddie let out a big laugh.
"Are you serious? No of course not darling, I would never be caught on a bicycle with training wheels! Can you imagine me cycling around the neighborhood on training wheels? What a vision that would be!" He tried to say through his laughter.
"I'm far too fabulous for that, dear!"
You giggled as you put your head in your palms.
"Alright Fred, well.. You'll have to be careful then if you've never even tried this before with training wheels."
"Oh, for fuck sakes! It can't be that hard, can it?"
"Let's just say it's not as easy as it looks," you said as you wrapped your arms around Freddie's waist and gave him a peck on the cheek.
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After an array of curse words, (which mainly consisted of fuck, shit, god damn it, fucking hell, fuck, fuck, and more fucks) and many failed attempts of Freddie trying to stay on the bicycle without falling, Freddie decided to give up.
He was pretty pissed at that point and ended up throwing the bicycle across the yard as he screamed even more curse words.
You tried your best to constrain your laughter while his over dramatic tantrum continued.
"Fuck this shit! Who the fuck even rides a bicycle now a days! Not only does it take a ridiculous amount of balance, riding it practically crushes the male anatomy!"
You finally let out your laughter after his last comment, which caused him to turn around and glare at you.
"What's so funny dear? I'm really not in the mood for your laughter right now."
You continued to laugh and eventually you laughed so hard that you snorted, which caused Freddie's glare to turn into laughing as well.
"Freddie Mercury, the man who sings about riding bicycles can't even ride a bicycle himself!" You managed to say between your fits of laughter.
"Oh, shut up you!" Freddie said as he slapped your bottom.
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After a short break, Freddie decided to give the new bicycle one more shot.
There were a few more curse words, and a couple of more times where Freddie struggled to get his feet on the pedals without tumbling over onto the concrete, but before too long he got the hang of it.
"Look at me, darling! I'm doing it!"
"And you're going pretty fast, too!" You yelled.
"Don't stop me noooowww!!! I'm havin' such a good time! I'm havin' a ball!" Freddie began to sing as he lifted one of his arms off of the handlebars and into the air dramatically, causing you to laugh.
"If you wanna have a good time.. Just come and ride a bike with meeeee!" Freddie sang, changing up the lyrics.
"Don't stop me now!" You sang back to him with a smile.
"'Cause I'm havin' a good time! I don't wanna stop at a-"
Freddie's words were cut off as he fell to the ground yet again.
You busted out laughing.
"Fred! Oh my goodness! Are you okay, dear?"
You waited for a response, but it never came.
"Freddie? Freddie!? Are you okay!?" You practically screamed as you ran over to his side and fell to the ground next to him.
You looked at his face, only to find that he had a big cut right on his forehead.
"Freddie! Baby, are you in a lot of pain? Please tell me!"
He rolled over to face you and smiled.
"I'm okay, dear.." He said to you softly.
"I just got the wind knocked out of me, that's all. Oh, and I got this nice thing on my forehead," he said as he touched the large cut with his hand.
You sighed with relief and reached for his hand, squeezing it tightly.
"Is the bike okay?" He asked jokingly.
"You know, I asked that same thing when you threw it across the yard earlier," you told him, giggling as you remembered that eventful moment.
He blushed and chuckled before he gave you a peck on the lips.
"You know, I don't know why I didn't consider hiring you for the music video of Bicycle Race. It would have been nice to see someone as gorgeous as you riding a bicycle in the nude," he said with a chuckle as he looked up at you.
You rolled your eyes and smiled back at him.
"I can imagine that's terribly uncomfortable and unsanitary," you said.
"And I'm sure it crushes the female anatomy too!" You said with a laugh, bringing up Freddie's comment he made earlier.
"Oh, hush you!" Freddie said between laughs as he punched you softly on the shoulder.