Is that Okay?

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[Sorry for not updating in a long time. There are some amazing Queen Slash on Wattpad and I gotta read 'em all]

John's P.o.V.

I woke up and found myself in an unfamiliar place. I didn't get up, but the wallpaper was certainly different, the bed was soft and comfortable, and there was something breathing beside me.

I looked beside me and saw Freddie sleeping peacefully. Freddie was sleeping beside me, must I mention that he's only in his boxer. This obviously turned me on, I mean who wouldn't be. Dirty thoughts raced through my mind at the possible things that happened for Freddie to be half naked in bed with me. I certainly was now hard.

Fuck.

I gulped and quickly stopped thinking about those dirty thoughts. I started to seriously think about what happened. Now I remember, I went all crazy yesterday. Ugh, I'm such a freak. Freddie probably thinks I'm weird.

I silently cried to myself, pulling my legs towards my body so I can hide myself from nothing.

"I hate myself." I whispered to myself, as I continued to cry. Ten minutes had passed and I was still crying to myself.

"John, I don't know why you're crying, but it's okay to cry. Cry as long as you want, if that helps you. But I promise that whatever is happening to you, will soon go away, things will get better." Said a drowsy voice. I quickly stopped crying and looked up to see Freddie staring at me with his tired eyes. We were staring at each other, and I made an awkward sniff.

"You're so cute, you know that? Everytime you cry it makes me want to cry," Freddie said, beginning to cry.

"Don't cry for me you idiot." I said as I smiled and cried.

"I can't stand seeing you sad, you idiot!" Freddie responded playfully as he hugged me. We were just hugging each other and crying. Anyone who didn't know what was going on would have thought we were crazy, but this was quite satisfying.

Freddie and I hugging and crying for awhile until we both stopped crying and we were both just sniffling.

"John, everything will be okay. I'll be there for you, the rest of the band will. Because we are your friends. All you need to do is talk." Freddie said.

"Freddie, thank you." I actually felt more comfortable talking about my problems, and I might just consider it.

"Anyways, Brian and Roger are in the guest room because I didn't want them to leave. You kinda went crazy yesterday, but I still love you the same." Freddie said. I'm glad he doesn't think I'm weird.

"I'm sorry about that, there is seriously something wrong with me, I think I should go to the doctors soon." I said.

"Whatever makes you happy Deaky, we can go together today." Freddie said. I nodded and got up from the bed. Freddie did the same, and stretched.

"We should get dressed now. You can borrow my clothes, I'll be in the shower if you need me." Freddie said as he walked in the bathroom.

I went into Freddie's drawer and grabbed a random outfit. I gathered a rag and towel and carried the outfit out the room to find another bathroom. I never been upstairs in Freddie's house, so I didn't know where to go. I opened a door and looked inside. It was a room, full of cat toys and food. I'm guessing this is where the cats slept. I exited the room and closed the door. I walked down the hall to another door and opened it slightly, peeking my head inside. I saw Brian and Roger sleeping together, cuddling. Their clothes were messily thrown on the floor and their hair was really messy. This was obviously not my business so I quickly but silently shut the door. I finally made it to the last door in the hall and sighed of relief when I discovered it was a bathroom. 

I entered the bathroom and locked it. I turned on the shower and started to strip. I was still hard from earlier, I hope Freddie didn't see it. I quickly jumped in the shower and started to wash up. The last thing I had to do was to put my "not so little fella" down. I blushed to myself and wrapped my hand around my shaft. I slowly pumped my hand back and forth, gasping and moaning as I did so. Memories of Freddie and I together crowded my mind, which made me want to go faster. I was a moaning mess by now and I thought of Freddie in his boxers from this morning. I moaned loudly as I reached my peak. I jolted caught myself from falling in the shower, and quickly washed myself off.

I just masturbated to my friend in his own house, wow. I couldn't help but blush madly when I realized what I did was wrong. But I couldn't help it. I combed through my long hair, trying to make it look half decent, and quickly got dressed. I cleaned up the bathroom and exited, finding Freddie waiting for me.

"You had fun in there, hmm?" Freddie smirked. I made a weird squeak noise and covered my face in embarrassment.

"Freddie, did you hear me?"

"Oh yes I did, I had to refrain myself from coming in there to watch." Freddie teased.

I groaned to myself,

"That's so embarrassing."

"It's fine dear, it's normal. Now let's go to the doctors." Freddie suggested.

I sighed when Freddie changed the subject and quickly followed him out the house to drive to the doctors.

"I wrote a note for Brian and Roger when they wake up, so they know where we went. After the doctor's appointment we can get ice cream together." Freddie said.

"Nice" I replied and smiled. I like ice cream.

We made it to the doctors and quickly checked in.

"The doctor should be arriving shortly, please have a seat in the meantime." The nurse said happily, as she left the room. I sat down on the patient bed thing, and Freddie sat in a chair.

"Deaky is gonna get a check uuuuuuup" Freddie cooed. I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"You are so weird," I said out loud, "And cute." I mumbled to myself silently.

Freddie laughed and patted my shoulder, "You are cute as well."

My eyes widened and I blushed, not saying anything back to him.

After a while, the doctor finally came in and introduced herself.

"Hello, I am Doctor Ray, and you must be John Deacon, correct?" She said, as she held out her hand for me. I firmly shook her hand and nodded.

"He's shy." Freddie commented. Thanks Fred.

"Oh, well there is no reason to be honey. It's safe here, and if you want your friend to leave, it's fine to." She said.

"It's fine." I said.

"Great, now what seems to be the problem?"