The Stars of 1973~Brian May x Reader

9 / the stars of 1973

new year's eve is my favorite time of the year. i get to reflect on the decisions i made, good and bad, and hope for the best of the year to come. i usually don't spend new year's eve with anyone special, maybe a one night stand at best. but now that Brian's in my life, it'll make this new year's eve so special. as i sit on my windowsill, eyeing the clock on the wall, Brian sits cross legged on the carpeted floor, tinkering with his guitar.
"what are you looking at?" he asks softly as i stare out the window.
"nothing in particular. the view is just really nice" i say. he hums in agreement, playing some chords.  i close my eyes and think back to the night at the observatory when Brian wrote me a song. i stare at the setting sun, the clock chiming quietly as the small hand struck 6. Brian puts his guitar down and gets his mug of tea from the table, i turn around and look at him. he smiles sweetly and comes over, pecking me softly on the cheek. his hand rests on the top forearm, and his other on my thigh as he sits next to me and stares out the window. i play with his hair and he giggles as i kiss him softly on the shoulder. i sigh, savoring the moment.
"is it cold out today?" Brian asks breaking the silence. i look at him.
"not really, why?" i ask. he shrugs, his hair bouncing as he does so.
"nothing important.. it was uh i just wanted to know whether you wanted to go out or not" he says. i put my hand on his.
"of course i'd love to go out! it's new year's eve after all!" he smiles and jumps up, nearly hitting his head on the wall.
"great! let's go then!" i follow him and put my coat on, a heavy breeze hits me causing me to shiver. he wraps his arm around my shoulder and shelters me from the cold wind as we walk. a man on the radio speaks.
"1974 is only 6 hours away! what will you do with that time?" his voice fades away as we continue walking. lights  left over from Christmas decorations shine brightly making the streets give off an aura of calm and happiness. Brian's hand links with mine, my cheeks start to turn numb from the cold. his long curly hair sways in the wind and a big cloud of his breath escapes his mouth as he inhales and exhales the chilly winter air. i stare at him, his cheeks rosy and skin soft and pale. i grip his hand tighter and pull him towards me and his arm wraps around my waist. his left hand reaching in his bag for his camera. he holds it up to his face and snaps a few pictures of the scenery. he then turns it to me and takes some pictures of me. i smile and make some funny faces. i push the camera away and kiss him quickly. he smiles and takes more pictures. he then turns the camera around and pulls me close. i peck him on the cheek as he snaps a photo. i hope it looks good.
"excuse me ma'am, can you take a picture of us please?" he stops a woman and hands her his camera. she smiles and nods. he pulls me close, his arm around my shoulders. we smile into the camera, our vision blinded temporarily by the flash. the woman hands the camera back to Brian. he thanks her and we continue walking, still having a lot of time to pass.
"i have an idea" i say. he looks at me, curiosity filling his eyes.
"wait let me guess. the square? the park? a café?" Brian guesses, throwing suggestions at me. i giggle.
"the square sounds nice" i say. he smiles in content. we continue walking, my feet starting to ache but i ignore it. we eventually reach the brightly lit square. people surround the massive Christmas tree in the middle. Brian tugs my arm towards the tree, forcing me to follow him. he whips his camera out and snaps a ton of pictures of the people, the tree, himself, and of course me. i smile admiring his childlike nature. he looks so happy to be able to go outside, he would have been miserable if he was still in the hospital. i wrap my arms around his chest and hug him, enveloping myself in his warmth. the large analog clock in the square reads 9:42 pm. we still have nearly 3 hours to pass. i shiver as the wind hits me again.
"do you want to go back?" Brian asks. i nod rubbing my arms. he puts a hand on my cheek and stares into my eyes cause my heart to flutter. "you look gorgeous" he says, his words rolling off his tongue. my legs feel weak.
"t-thank you" i reply. my cheeks burn and warmth fills my limbs as my heart beats faster. he grabs my hand and we walk back home, buying 2 cups of hot chocolate to drink. the door shuts quietly and Brian rushes to his guitar, dropping his coat on the floor. he picks it up and kisses the instrument. he holds it close to him.
"i missed you!" he exclaims to the wood and strings. i laugh.
"it seems you love that guitar more than me" i say, my arms crossed in front of my chest, a smile forming on my face. he looks back at me and rolls his eyes. he opens his arms and he hugs me.
"you know that guitar means a lot to me, love. you do too of course" he says. i giggle.
"suure" i reply. he gasps.
"are you jealous of the red special?" he asks tsking and plucks a few strings on the instrument. i shake my head.
"boys will be boys" i reply and walk away into the bedroom. he rolls his eyes and continues playing his treasured instrument. i laugh to myself as i pick out a dress to wear. it hugs my curves and goes down to the tops of my knees. i put on socks and some lipstick and leave the bedroom. i lean against the doorframe waiting for Brian to notice me, his back turnt to me.
"hey Briiiaaaannn" i say walking behind him, running my hands down his shoulders. he stops playing and turns around. his eyes lock with my body and eyes and his face turns red. he gulps nervously.
"uh uh i- i'm- you uh" he stutters not sure how to speak. i giggle not realizing i could make him so speechless.
"don't talk" i say and sit down next to him. he stares at me in awe clearly fighting the urge to touch me. he shifts uncomfortably and stands up. he runs into the bedroom and i can hear him rummaging and throwing things around. i smile to myself, knowing he's dressing up. i stare at the clock, the time reading 11:23. after 15 or so minutes later, he exits wearing a suit and tie with jeans, his hair fluffed up and eyes shining. i smile at him. his jeans make him look adorable but at least his upper half looks fancy. i grab his tie and kiss him.
"you look cute and fancy" i say. he smiles.
"like you" he replies. i blush. we sit on the sofa and turn on the radio, flipping to a channel where a man was talking about this year's current events. we sit and chat, half of the time Brian just sitting and looking at me. my legs draped across his and his arm around my shoulders. the guitar sitting against the windowsill like we did this morning. i hurry to the storage closet in the hallway and grab the hats and noisemakers from past new year's celebrations. i toss him a paper fedora and he puts it on his big hair. it falls off but eventually he gets it on there. he runs and gets his camera, nearly tripping. he snaps several photos of us and places it down. i think back to our first date at the observatory and how special Brian made me feel. just us looking at the stars. the stars that stay the same for so many years, they survive eons and millennium. those stars will always be the stars that helped me realize that Brian is really the one. the stars of 1973. as the man on the radio counts down, Brian grips my hand tight.
"thank you for everything. i love you so much. you made this year so worthwhile." i nod and look into his eyes.
"thank you for showing me what love is" i say and as the man on the radio screams "HAPPY NEW YEAR" Brian grabs the back of my neck and pulls me in for a long heartfelt kiss. i smile into it and he doesn't pull away until a few seconds later. i pull away and we just smile at each other.
"happy new year, y/n" Brian says.
"happy new year, Brian."
after a few minutes of sitting there, the phone rings. Brian picks up.
"hello?"
"HAPPY NEW YEAR, YOU LOVELIES" Freddie yells into the phone. i giggle.
"happy new year!" Brian and i say in unison.
"are you gonna have new year's sex? it's customary in the Taylor family" Roger says.
"shut up, will ya?" John yells further away. we laugh. Brian's cheeks turns bright red. i shove his shoulder.
"how did you spend New Years?" Brian asks trying to change the subject.
"ah we just had the most glorious party. we drank too much, Roger has a few gals on his arms at the moment, and John is well you know, himself" Freddie says. i smile.
"oh boy am i glad i didn't go" Brian says. Freddie laughs.
"no party is a party without you, Brian. anyways have a good night with your girl. best of luck to you" Freddie says and several laughs are heard in the background.
"bye, Fred" Brian says and hangs up the phone. he wiggles his eyebrows at me and i roll my eyes at him. i turn my head and stare out the window, the stars shining brightly. i curl up next to Brian and kiss his cheek. he turns down the radio and we fall asleep.