Johns POV
I was still shaken up about Freddie's question, which was now answered.....I don't even know where he got the hint that I might've liked men. Like I said, he's got a crazy gaydar. It's been really rough the last few days because Freddie's been so pushy in the studio, but we all know he's a perfectionist when it comes to his music."Can we redo that please I felt like Roger was speeding up his tempo" Fred stated not even turning to acknowledge the fact that Roger was about to snap."ITS BEEN THE BLOODY SAME TEMPO FROM THE BEGINNING FRED"screeched out Roger who seemed ready to snap his drumsticks in half and walk out the studio door any moment now. Brian tried to resolve the issue as always "Guys I think we're all just a bit tired okay? Let's head out to get some lunch hm?" We all agreed to go out with Roger pouting the entire way there and Fred laughing at him because he's a "big dumb, blonde baby."
I've been trying really hard to ignore my feelings for Freddie the past few days but it's been getting harder to hide. Lately Ive been screwing up so badly in the studio that the band seems more than a bit peeved at me. I hate this gut feeling about Freddie, it's annoying and it gets worse when Fred gets closer to me. I can never stop staring at his butt, it's so nice, I mean I know I'm not the only one who thinks that, right? It never helps when he walks in wearing his leather pants, those really get to me, when he wears them I mean I feel like he's just teasing me on purpose at this point.
We decided to go back to the same cafe we went to the other day again, which i was, of course, happy about. What I wasn't happy about was that the same employee Freddie had previously flirted with was working this shift and I wasn't about to stand by and let them flirt again, normally I don't take initiative but I can't help it, at this point I get jealous even at the thought of Freddie looking at another man. It's because I know that they don't deserve him, they don't know him like I do. Fred is as genuine and kind as they get, I mean it's so cute how he had such a soft spot for all of his cats and the way he smiles even just talking about them, I honestly wish he would smile talking about me like that. Oh, and his smile, the most beautiful thing in the world, I wish he would show it more, I love it so much.
When we were directed to a booth, Freddie decided to sit with me and it made my heart swell a little bit, I wanted to tell him how happy just that made me but I don't want to come off as creepy, I suppose I really appreciate small matters like that. We sat and talked about the menu for a bit before deciding on what to eat and of course the same waiter had to serve us again except this time he had a different look in his eyes this time, he seemed ready for whatever Freddie would throw at him, like his shyness was gone and he somehow realized he was fine with fucking guys. As he took Freddie's order you could feel the sexual tension between the two, it made me nauseous, I hated every single second of it. It was the same feeling you get when you see your parents kiss, disgust. I wanted to tell the waiter to fuck off and tell him what was wrong with Freddie a few days ago that you couldn't talk to him. Man I was pissed and it showed, I could feel my cheeks heating up and I think Brian was starting to piece together what was happening here, and Roger well.......he's Roger.
Freddie's POV
I was frustrated; I knew that I had annoyed the boys a little in the studio, but it would all be worth it in the end. Brian suggested we went to lunch so we returned to the same cafe and I noticed the same worker I had previously flirted with was there, I was happy to say the least, mischievous plans began to form in my head. I wanted to test Deacon and confirm my suspicions of him being gay or not, so I decided to make him jealous. Luckily we had the same waiter from before but he looked ready for my flirting, he had lust in his eyes today and I wondered what on Earth had happened for him to have changed that much in a mere 3 days, but I was more using him to get at Deacon. I'm not stupid, I've seen him staring at my arse during recording sessions and rehearsals, he makes it so obvious that even Roger could see it. I thought it was cute though, the way he'd move his head down quick and hide his face with his long hair, I'm still not entirely sure what made him realize he was gay, I mean Roger is quite the looker but a bit too feminine for my taste, and I don't think I could deal with Brians hair, even if he is like a soft poodle.
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Anyway The Wind Blows
Fanfiction~A Deacury Fic about two killer queens, with a lil bit of smut and some romance.~