roger taylor imagines

imagine 11 - engaged

"roger, are you read yet?" you groan, annoyed at your boyfriend.

"i'm nearly done, wait a minute." he tells you.

"i've actually waited for 30 minutes." he rolls his eyes. "come on, rog, we're in paris. tomorrow we're going to italy. i wanna spend at least a day with you before we carry on the tour."

"okay, i'm done." he comes out the bathroom and sees you sat on the bed. "you look nice."

"thanks." you smile and he grabs your hand and you both walk out the room.

freddie passes you.

"oh, hello, where're you two off?" he asks.

"we're going for a walk around paris." roger answers. freddie nods his head.

"well, have a good time, darlings." he grins.

you and roger walk down the street holding hands. it's a beautiful day today, the sun's out and everything.

"we should go to the park." roger suggests.

"good idea." you reply.

you get to the park and there is quite a few people here. you find a bench that nobody is sat on so you sit down.

with roger's arm around your shoulders and your head on his chest, you watch everyone around you with their families having a good time.

"y/n?" roger speaks up.

"hm?"

"i love you." he says. you look up at him and smile.

"i love you too."

"no, like.. i really love you." he gets up and you just stare at him. "i've loved you for three years now and.. honestly they've been the best three years of my life. so, uh.." he gets on one knee and gets a little black box out of his pocket.

your eyes widen when he opens it.

"..will you marry me?" he asks you.

"are you serious?" you shakily ask. "of course i'll marry you!"

you hug him tightly and he does the same to you. people around you start to clap and congratulate you in french.

he puts the diamond ring on your wedding finger and you start to freak out in happiness.

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i don't like this one but oh well
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