☆𝐁𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐲 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬☆

The BBC

I haven't done a Roger one in a while :)

"Hello everyone" I greeted with a grin as I walking to the recording studio. They greeted me with a 'Hey' and Roger came up to me happily. "Y/N. We just got the gig of our dreams" he smiled and held my hand. "Really? Where?"

"The BBC" Brian said. My mouth drops and I look at them. "Shut up! Oh my god I'm so happy for you!!" I jump and give Roger a hug. I was always excited to see the band get a gig that they've always wanted. They were growing and now lots of people get to hear their music.

"What song do you plan on doing?" I look at them as they had a blank look on their face. "You guys do know what you're doing right?"

"No, because usually you make the decisions" John stated. I roll my eyes at them. "I'm not your...person thingy" I say not know what it was called but I'm sure they knew what I was talking about.

"Yeah you're not but your ideas are just better than ours...sometimes" Roger told me. I sigh and thought about it. "Killer Queen" I made a pop noise with my mouth and pointed. They chatted about it before agreeing. "Sound good" Roger looked at me with a smile.

Today was the day the band performed on The BBC. We walk in the building and take a look around the set up they had. "Nice" I mumble. Roger drags me over to the drum set and grabs the drum sticks hitting one of the drums.

"Plastic" he mumbles looking at me. I purse my lips together as I see Brian examining his 'guitar'. 

"Jeez, is Freddie going to lip sing too" I joke as they begin to start. I watch from behind the camera. Roger's face was in a bored one. He looks at me and I smile making him smile in return.

They finish for today, and Roger comes over to me. "Aww you're so sweaty" I pretend to wipe the sweat off his forehead that was completely dry. He rolls his eyes and laughs sarcastically. "That was the most boring thing I've ever done" he complained on the way out of the building. "How is having plastic instruments a thing? What mad person would even invent those"

"Roger. From the looks of it, they're not the type to have rock and rollers to be on their set. Maybe they're scared they'll crash the place or something by smashing their guitars and drums"

He stops abruptly and looks at me, "Are you defending them?"

"No roger"

"Ok, like I was saying.." he continues his little talk session. I look at Brian and mouthed 'drama queen' at him as he starts to laugh quietly. "So am I right y/n?" Roger ask me. I didn't hear a single word he said. The whole car ride back to the bands house I looked out the window. So to make him stop talking I just replied with,

"Yes"  i look at him with serious face. "Thank you, and also-" I grab his face giving him a kiss to shut him up. "How about when we get back, you can play the drums for me as long at you want, hmn?" I raise my eyebrows at him.

"You're just trying to shut me up are you?"

"Yes" I laugh. "Ok" I sighed, "I have this new beat in my head. I'll play it for you" I sit back smiling that he finally stopped talking about it.

"I still think—"

I groan at him and he laughs at me. "I love you" he grabs my hand. "I love you too"