Blinded by the Light: Drabbles

Drabble Ten: Truth or Dare

'Is that really the wildest thing you've ever done on a first date?'

'Why, yes! I couldn't think of anything more daring than that.'

One look at the disappointed expression on Freddie's face and the perfectly neutral one on John's face after he had given a honest answer to the frontman's question, was all it took for Brian to let out a snort of laughter. During an afternoon visits to their friends, Freddie had proposed to play truth or dare, probably in the hope of extracting some interesting stories from the rest of the band – and mainly from his boyfriend, of course. This was exactly why hearing that kissing a girl's cheek in the middle of a darkened cinema was the most unrestrained thing John had ever done during a first date, was somewhat of a disappointment to their ever-flirty frontman, to put it lightly.

'Not good?' John asked when Freddie remained awkwardly silent.

'That's just... not what I was hoping for,' Freddie sighed. 'I mean, don't get me wrong. It's adorably lame, of course, but not exactly very spectacular,' he said, to which John started blushing. He was awkwardly toying around with the bottle they were all sitting around on the floor, obviously ready to get going again before his answer to the question he had been asked would turn into even more of an embarrassing situation for him.

'What were you expecting to hear, Freddie? It's John you're asking the question, after all,' Brian interfered, laughing at the still more than slightly disappointed look on the face of their frontman.

'I don't know, but I surely expected more than giving a girl a kiss on the cheek at the end of a movie! Certainly when taken into account what he's like under the sheets nowadays,' Freddie added, flashing his partner, whose cheeks had turned crimson red by then, a saucy wink.

Roger, not seeing but obviously sensing John's uneasiness simply by the way he remained quiet after Freddie's comments, decided to reach him a helping hand. 'Why don't you just spin the bottle again, Deaky?'

'Yes, let's just spin the bottle again,' John quickly jumped in on the suggestion, glad to have found a way to escape from any more of Freddie's questionably compliments. The bottle twirled around on the wooden floor a couple of times, before it eventually halted its movements, its neck unmistakably pointing at Brian.

'It's pointing at Brian,' Freddie said to their blind drummer, whose eyes were fixed on the floor but who couldn't make out where it was, let aside its position. 'What's it gonna be, dear? Truth or dare?' Freddie asked.

'I'll also go with truth,' Brian said while leaning back on his elbows, not exactly like the mood to get up for whatever task his fellow bandmates were going to come up with – certainly not after Roger had just been made to take a bite out of a bar of soap only a few turns ago. Brian was hoping for a somewhat decent question, preferably not invented by Freddie, whose assignments usually involved all the topics one prayed not to ever talk about – really, the frontman could smell their fears, it seemed at times. It seemed like he made use of this talent right at that moment; much to Brian's concernment, Freddie was the first to touch the bottle, meaning he had the right to ask the question.

'What is the cruellest way in which you take advantage of Roger not being able to see anything? What does he not know you secretly do right under his nose?' Freddie immediately jumped in before any of the others could take the change to ask their friend the question they had come up with – it seemed like he had prepared this question before the bottle had even announced that it was his turn in the first place. Brian turned around to first look at Roger, whose interest seemed to have been caught by this question that involved him, before he turned to look at Freddie.