(I'm sorry this is quite short, but please enjoy)
„Thank you, Fred" the ocean eyes searched the chocolate ones, that were currently resting on his now bandaged left arm.
„Darling, it's absolutely no problem!" he smiled and checked both bandages again to see if he had done a good job.„Alright, you're all cleaned up!" Freddie grinned and cupped Rogers face in his hands, a loving expression on his face. Obviously enjoying it, the drummer started to blush.
„Oh you like that, huh?"
Roger looked away immediately, not knowing how to respond, even though this was something typical for Freddie to do and say. ‚He is not flirting with you!' he assured himself in his head, over and over again. The thought almost made him laugh. Someone like Freddie could never fall for him. The singer deserved much better than him. He was clumsy, felt like he annoyed the others a lot, got drunk way too often and was just a mess. A feeling of intense sadness came over him, Freddie would never like him back.
„Hey Roggie, you okay?"
A concerned looking Freddie ripped him out of his thoughts by gently stroking his cheek. Soft fingers against pale skin. An action which made him feel fuzzy and warm inside. God, Freddie really was perfect.
„You look so sad, is something wrong?"
„I'm fine, it just still hurts a little" he pointed at his arms and pouted, looking up at Freddie. The other male picked him up in response, carried him to his room and laid him down on the bed gently.
„You should rest then darling" Freddie suggested and tucked his friend into bed. Roger looked adorable as he snuggled the blanket and yawned tiredly and Freddie had to try his hardest not to squeal and hug him instantly.
„Only if you stay" Roger whined and lifted the blanket for Freddie. „Pleeeease..." The crystal eyes grew wider, defeating the chocolate ones.
„Ugh fine, blondie." he climbed in next to the drummer, who immediately cuddled up to him. Both of his bandaged arms were wrapped around Freddie.
„Don't hurt yourself now, be careful." All he got as an answer was incoherent mumbling, because Roger was already dozing off. „Sleep well, you wanker" Freddie whispered and pulled the blonde closer.
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I'm in love with my...Freddie? (Froger)
FanfictionI don't even know what this is, but it's bound to be gay so enjoy. But basically Roger thinks he might be gay, because I mean...Freddie Mercury is Freddie Mercury so... ;)