Anyway the wind blows (maylor) (deacury)

Introduction

(AN: I wrote this when I was in 8th grade so I apologise for any mistakes or cringey moments in here! Anyways enjoy ig 💀)

2 years ago

Brian's POV

"Come ooonnn!" Freddie whined as he pulled on Rogers arm. Freddie and John were Rog and my friends whom we hung out with when we weren't playing in our band "smile" with Tim staffel.

"I DONT WANT TO GO INTO THE FUCKING GRAVEYARD AT MIDNIGHT FRED!" Rog snatched his arm away.

"Oh so you're scared?" Deaky piped up. Sassy bitch.

"NO! OF COURSE NOT!" Roger snapped back, adjusting his belt.

"Prove it!" Freddie spun around him.

"FINE! I'LL GO!" He spat. I laughed.

"Wow you give in so easily Rog!" I couldn't stop giggling.

"Ok, you're coming with me then!" He sipped his water.

"Oh.." I didn't argue. Rog has enough problems and I didn't wanna be one of them. Roger had gotten a warning from his boss today that if he didn't shape up he would get fired. Rog hated that job anyway. Working at a market selling clothes. Bor-ring! Plus it was close to nothing in pay!

"WONDERFUL!" Freddie snapped me out of my thoughts. "Get dressed. We'll drop you guys off." He smirked as he put out his cigarette and walked out of the room. Deaky sassily waltzed our after him.
Roger walked out into the hall where the bedrooms were.

I collected everyone's dinner and put it into the sink, letting the warm water run over it for a bit before actually washing them. I knew that if I didn't no one would. I sighed. Why am I the only responsible person here?!

I dried my hands and went to my room. I opened the door and saw roger.

"Stealing my clothes because you won't do laundry are we?" I asked him, giggling at how lazy he was.

"Shut up Brian. I don't have any warm clothes! Besides, your clothes smell like you and that comforts me!" Wow I didn't realize roger was that deep.

"Um, ok? I hope I smell good?" I stared at him with a weirded out look in my eye but I secretly thought it was adorable.

"Trust me. You smell better than anything. Your smell is my favorite!" He then made a scared face and I laughed SO hard!

Roger's POV

I CANT BELIEVE I SAID THAT! WHAT THE FUCK HOW STUPID AM I?!?!?!?!

I looked at the ground and started to walk out when a warm hand grabbed my shoulder.

"Your smell is my favorite too" Brian looked in my eyes and told me.

I was so scared that I didn't say anything. I just looked into his eyes and then retracted my gaze and walked quickly out of the room.

I was in the doorway when I stopped so suddenly I almost fell over.

"Thanks Bri" I said so quietly it was almost a whisper.

Brian's POV

Almost and hour later we were pulling up to the graveyard in Freddie's car. Freddie couldn't drive, everyone knew that, so John drove while Freddie admired him. Fred was CLEARLY gay we just haven't had the talk yet. It was cute how he was always admiring Deaky. I swear he likes him.

I looked over at Rog who was drinking beer out of a red plastic cup.

"Alright Guys. We're here." John said, turning off the engine.

"GET OUT DARLINGS!" Freddie laughed in delight as I opened my door and Rog opened his door. We shut it at the same time. It was cold out tonight. I shivered as Freddie rolled down the window and said "HAVE FUUUUUNNNNN!" smirking, they drive away and left us in the middle of the cold graveyard. They had blindfolded us so that we couldn't see where we were going. Freddie told us they would pick us up at this spot in the morning.

"Well... lets explore!" Rog said, downing the last of his Alcohol.