Freddie Mercury Imagines

Freddie Mercury imagines #3

//a short story in the 70s//

One night, you go to a bar/gay bar. You just had the biggest break up ever. You want to relax, and find someone else.
You always go to the bar, and the guard knows you. 'Your 3rd break up huh? Unlucky are you.' The guard teases you.
'Just fucking stop Pedro' You push him.

He chuckles. You had a little crush on Pedro. But you really wished you could be with Freddie Mercury. His long pure black hair. People say that this is the bar that Freddie Mercury goes to.

But you've never seen him there. Going through the boys kissing boys/girls kissing boys, was painful since you are single now. You saw two people kissing, it was a boy and a boy. One of them looks like Freddie. That caught your eye. You stopped walking to the counter.

They stopped kissing, and one of them approached you. It was Freddie Mercury. You didn't know if Freddie was actually gay, but either way, this might go well. 'Hello darling, I've seen you before.' Freddie looks at your body.
'Did you ever have a relationship with Y/EB/N?' Freddie says. (Y/EB/N - Your Ex- Boyfriends Name) 'yes..' You blush. 'Are you still together?' Freddie smirks. 'No' You say.

'Follow me in this room' Freddie says. 'Ok' You blush.

//I'm so fucking sorry this is soooo short but this is all I could think of. But please take it easy//