Body Language. Queen

Positively Positive.

Freddie's P.O.V.

"And you, Brian?" I asked shyly, interrupting his interested stare.

How silly of me. How very silly of me for almost not coming tonight. It had only just begun but I was delighted with how it was going. All this pretending we haven't known each other for years thing...I knew it would work but I didn't know it would work this well.

I truly did feel like I hardly knew him at all. Like this was the first time meeting. A blind date of sorts. All this time we had merely been band mates...friends. All right, we have been close all these years but not intimately. Not like this.

We were finding things out about each other that we'd never bothered to say before simply because we thought the other wouldn't be interested. But we are. I'd never told him I like Japanese art, never thought about letting him know...it just wasn't one of those things I felt like talking about...and by the look on Brian's face he was shocked about this. He probably thought I was only interested in music and...alcohol and...sex...because that's the only side I've let him see so far. And the other side of me was slowly appearing...but not all of it. Not yet.

"M-me? Well, umm...astrology. I love...I love astrology, looking at the stars and studying the planets and such...and umm, photography, I like playing about with cameras and taking photos...nerdy stuff really." He bowed his head, blushing.

Of course, astrology I already knew about but photography? I knew he took the odd picture but I didn't realise he was so in to it. I loved that.

I smiled, swilling the champagne around in the glass, "Photography?"

He nodded, still blushing.

"What kind?" I leant forward.

He shrugged, "Nature...portraiture..."

My questions got halted by a waiter returning to our little candle lit table, "Good evening, Gentlemen. Are you ready for me to take your order or would you like a little more time?" He asked, graciously.

I exchanged a little glance with Brian when we both realised we had been far too busy to even remember to take a look at the menu that lay in front of us.

"A few more minutes will be great, thank you." Brian smiled and the waiter nodded, leaving us alone again.

"I almost forgot that we were in a restaurant." He smiled, quietly.

I opened up the menu and began to read, "Fuckinghell..." I suddenly hissed, gasping and covering my foul mouth right away, "Sorry..." I whispered, giggling.

Brian looked at me wide eyed with an amused grin on his face, "What?" He chuckled.

"It's umm...expensive." I exclaimed.

Brian nodded, "It is The Ritz..."

"Yes I know...but still."

He smiled warmly at me, "Don't worry about it. I'm a guitarist remember. I can just about afford this." He winked at me making me shiver a little.

"Oh Brian, are you sure, darling?" I cringed thinking about how much this would cost.

"Positive. I wouldn't have brought you here if I didn't know what I was getting myself in for." He put his hand across the table as if he was about to reach for mine but he hesitated a few inches away from my finger tips.

"Well, I'm paying for the next one." I ordered.

"There's a next one?" He side glanced at me sarcastically, smiling.

I could feel my cheeks going red and I hid my smile, "Well, if you're lucky."

This was the first time that we had kind of broken out of our little role playing scenario we had going on, I liked it, but I liked getting to know the real Brian more.