John Deacon imagines

Studio

I hear a ear peircing ring shake through my ears. After a second of inspecting the room, still half asleep, i realise that it was just my phone. I pick it up to find that it was the studio phone.

"Hey y/n" a familiar voice greets me. "Hello?" I reply, slightly confused. "Its Bri" he says in a shy voice. "Oh right, hi mate!" I beam. "

"I was wondering if you could come down to the studio, Deacys having a bit of a stressful day so maybe you could come down to see him" Brian offered.

 I cant turn it down if Johns stressed, so i slip my shoes on and make the 10 minute journey down to the studio.Brian stands there, stiff as a board entering the cold to greet me.

 I give him a gentle hug as he leads me to the room where they were recording. John was in the booth playing the riff he wrote that he had only ever played to me up until now.

"Bloody hell, today is just not my day" he sighs with his head in his hands. He comes out of the booth and sees that im there.

He gives me a really tight hug like we hadnt seen eachother in a while when in reality we hadnt seen eachother for a few hours. "Im so glad your here todays been awful" John says to me before a kiss.

I pull him out of the room to ask him what happened. "Its just a stressful day, nothings been going right. Freddie and Roger keep arguing, I keep get-" Johns stopped by me putting my hand on his shoulder.

"You just need a breather love, take it easy for a bit and then carry on working, Im here for most of the day if you need me, alright?" I say pulling his chin up with my index finger. 

"What on earth would i do without you" John says to me before i hug him once more, feeling quite sympathetic. We sat on the sofa behind the soundboard for a little while before Brian gets a call from the BBC about the music video for killer queen,

He mentioned that they wouldnt be able to play live in the video. After the call was finished Brian did an impression of the BBC manager which made me laugh but John wasnt. He had his head in his hands clearly stressed again after just calming down.

I rub his back to try and comfort him and he soon leans back in ease. "Everything will ne sorted John, just let go for now" I say to him. He smiles and slips his arm around me.