Anyway The Wind Blows

Chapter 8~ Im in Love with My Car (Brian)

THE MAYLOR THAT LIKE 5 PEOPLE ASKED FOR...I FEEL AWFUL LEAVING YOU GUYS SO LONG I CANT APOLOGIZE ENOUGH ( literally nobody is gonna read this anymore)
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Brian's POV

I was nearly done making John his tea when Roger came into the kitchen stomping like an angry child. "Oh my god I hate going to the store Bri, they're always out of everything, isn't it supposed to be, I don't know, a store?!" Roger huffed out. "Oh my- Rog stop being so over dramatic, it was just one measly thing," I said half-chuckling, half-serious. He just stood there pouting and watched me make John's tea. After an uncomfortable minute or two on my end, I asked him if he needed anything or if I was just that good- looking and a rosy pink dusted his cheeks while he walked out scoffing. As much as I hate some of Roger's ignorant commentary (AN: This is just for the story, Roger is an extremely smart and talented man) it's pretty fun to tease him sometimes. He gets all pink faced and huffy like a little baby.

Rogers POV

I didn't really realize I was staring at Brian til he commented "Do you need anything or am I just that good- looking?" I immediately felt heat rise to my cheeks and tried to play it off like I was angry, scoffing and storming out of the kitchen. I hated and loved it when Brian would tease me. He normally only did it with me, which made me feel special, like it was all just for me. I smiled to myself at the thought of that being the case.

Time to time, I do catch myself looking at him for a little too long or too much, but he is quite a handsome lad, i'm not sure why he hasn't got
a girlfriend. Every time I see Brian, especially when he wears these certain pants- black velvet bell bottoms- I look at him a second longer than maybe I should.

If i'm honest with myself, i'm confused, about me, and my sexuality....one minute i'm trying to pick up girls at a pub and the next I start looking at the men who are with them. It's confusing and i'm not sure where to place all this, I would talk to Fred about it, but I wouldn't know what to say, much less how I would get it out of my mouth without crying. I know Fred would never judge me since he's gay and all but, I'm just nervous, on how the band or our fans would take it. I mean I've always been know as the ladies man, but for most of the time, it's been a lie...

As I plopped down on the couch across from where Freddie was sitting I noticed he was staring dead at me. "What mate? Got an issue??" I challenged him. He just chuckled and said smugly "no dear I was just wondering who gave you those rosy cheeks." I just scoffed and tried to hide them from his line of sight cause I could tell I was starting to heat up even more. "None of your business Fred, now could you stop being nosy for a second, i'm just a little warm."

I began to fiddle with my fingers as Freddie meticulously studied me from across the room. Just a minute later I heard the unmistakable voice of Brian calling from the kitchen to see if I wanted anything. I was happy he asked, and began to grin uncontrollably while I responded back with "just some biscuits please!" I turned back to sit down with more pink on my face and I was worried Freddie would catch on or open his fat mouth so I scurried into the kitchen .2 seconds after I answered Brian.

"Well hello Rog, back for something else?" Brian questioned, almost seductively, although I knew he was just kidding. I bit my lip and looked at the ground as I started to shuffle my small feet.

Brian's POV

Roger came back into the kitchen quickly with a flushed face and nervous eyes so I asked if he was back for something else. He just sorta stood there shuffling his feet and looking at the ground. It was pretty cute if I do say so myself, I've never really seen Rog like this before, even back in our college days.

I wondered why his face was so pink but, nevertheless went back to preparing his food and John's tea, turning my back to him. "If you wanted your biscuits that badly you could've just told me Rog" I teased. "I- uh just wanted to come into the kitchen for a-uh a change of scenery?" Roger stuttered out unconvincingly. That was complete and utter bull but whatever, "Rog could you grab me some sugar for John's tea?" I asked politely deciding to ignore his dumb excuse. He shuffled towards me, finally looking up, and tried to reach for it......on the top shelf....

Shit, I forgot we kept it on the top shelf. I watched Roger struggle to get it for quite some time, marveled at how stubborn he was for not asking for any help. I came up behind him suddenly and leaned down to his ear to ask him if he wanted help. Roger yelped, caught off guard, causing himself to fall into my chest like a scared little bunny.

Roger was in my arms, holding onto me and startled, while I held him. We stood like this for about 30 seconds til he pushed himself off of me and sprinted out of the kitchen like his life depended on it. I just stood there confused as to why he was acting so odd right now and shook off the weird feeling so felt for a moment when he was in my arms, I probably just got the wind knocked out of me or something.

Rogers POV

Oh holy shit.
shit shit shit.
That was unexpected, I feel like I'm gonna throw up, my heart is racing so fast.

The moment I fell into Brian's arms I wanted to die, I was so embarrassed. At that moment in time I just wished I had asked for help earlier. I stayed in his arms so I could calm myself down because I did not need him to see what my face looked like then. I was just surprised he didn't push me easy at all, maybe he liked it too?

I might explode if that were a possibility, Brian, actually liking me, except.....he's not gay. Damn. I didn't stay long enough to catch a glimpse of his face after the incident anyway... I was too embarrassed.

God I wish that could happen again, but at the same time, not.
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OKAY SO THERE WILL BE MAYLOR SMUT IN THE NEXT CHAPTER FOR SURE I PROMISE