Queen Oneshots (Slash)

Xmas Oneshot (Deacury)

this. is. hot. garbage.

"Well...you know, I think that's a sign we should head back in," John muttered as he stomped out his cigarette on the wet concrete.

"Wait, darling," I grabbed his leather jacket clad bicep and slowly guided him away from the door.

He was annoyed but allowed himself to be dragged regardless. I stopped once we were directly under the sky without any of the roof there to shield us from the light snow of early December.

"What the hell?" My crush glanced up at the clouds then back at me with a frazzled yet adorable look on his face before turning to walk back inside, but I didn't let go of his toned arm. He tried once more to pull away but I tightened my grip. He gave up as he was already covered in snow, and there was no point escaping back indoors now. There were white specks starting to land all over his brunette hair. With his porcelain skin and pink cheeks, he was absolutely delectable.

"It should snow more, you look handsome," I cooed, my hand getting cold from clutching onto the wet leather.

He let me admire him for a few seconds before he cleared his throat, "I'm not gay."

"I never said you were," I stepped in closer to the bassist until we were almost chest to chest yet he didn't protest.

"You know you can't have me, Freddie," he tried to say assertively but the tone in his voice revealed that he was treading around my emotions cautiously. I felt stupid for even trying.

I frowned before slipping away and taking a few steps back. John tried to console me.

"I'm sorry-"

"Stop. I get it, dear. You don't want me because you're straight," Another fucking rejection, I never asked Santa for this shit. I stared intensely at the ground as I ranted.

"Jared broke up with me because I'm too feminine. And all my hookups don't actually want me for anything more than a quick fuck since I'm not good enough relationship material," I could feel the icey slush trickling down my back as hot tears fell down my numbed face, "N-no one ever wants me and I guess...I guess I'll have to continue to deal with that until the day I die."

I felt a strong pair of arms wrap themselves around me and I let myself fall into his embrace and cry into his chest.

The younger man rubbed my back soothingly as he led me until we were under the roof again, "Don't talk about yourself like that."

"Stop fucking caring so much," I snarled into his shirt.

He continued to hold me though since we both knew I wasn't ready to go back in.

"You're my friend. Why would I do that?"

"Why do you think I love you?!?" I snapped my head up and made eye contact with him. "It's because you're disgustingly sweet to me unlike everyone else."

I threw his arms off of me and went for the door but he slid in front of it before I got the chance to open it.

"I'm not going to treat you like shit because you think you need it. You don't deserve that. What you deserve is someone who'll love you and appreciate you...I can't provide that for you and I'm sorry. I wish I could."

"Just let me inside," I couldn't handle what he was telling me. It was too embarrassing.

"Not until you apologize."

"For what? Fancying you?!!?"

"No. For saying all that awful shit about yourself."

"Why? So you won't feel guilty about hurting me?!" I pushed him harder against the door.

"Because I love you. And no, not like that. But I love you like an older brother," he informed me shyly.

I was taken aback for a second before I eventually cracked into a smile. He probably thought I was a lunatic as I still had tears on my cheeks.

"Must be god awful finding out your brother wants to date you," I giggled, "What're you gonna tell mum and dad?" I gestured to the door where our bandmates were probably wondering what the hell was going on.

"I won't tell them anything as long as my brother finds someone else to obsess over by Christmas."

"Deal."

I awkwardly fumbled with my thumbs, "Sorry for hating myself?"

He pulled me in for a hug once more and wiped away my tears before reaching for the doorknob and turning it. It would take awhile to get over him, but he'd given me confidence I needed to find somebody to love.

im gonna barf at how awful that was. i guess i just have writers block today? anyways sorry if you read that shit.