Queen oneshots

Hate or love : Maylor

Brian's POV:
Roger and I had had a massive fight. We weren't even on speaking terms and he wasn't sleeping in my room anymore but had ventured back to his own. The original fight wasn't even that big but it lead onto other things and now things had gone icy. Not just our relationship either, it was freezing outside, we where well into January and it just so happened out heating had broken.

So all four of us where positively freezing our dicks off, but all the roads where shut from the snow so we couldn't get anyone in to fix it. I was laying in my bed, wearing jogging bottoms paired with a large blue hoodie. I also had some fluffy socks on that Freddie had gifted me, along with some very expensive Whisky for Christmas. I wouldn't usually sleep with socks on, because that's just weird, but my toes would've literally fallen off by now if I didn't.

I was just reading one of the new books I got for Christmas, when I heard a soft knock on my door.

"Come in." I called to who ever was on the other side.

The door slowly swimming open and a small blond figure came shuffling in, he was wearing read pyjama bottoms and a white t-shirt. His big, blue, tired eyes looked up at me as he slowly walked over to my bed.

"Hi." He whispered, his voice soft and husky.

"Hello Roger." I briefly nodded at him before turning back to my book, I wasn't too pleased with him at the moment.

"Bri, please." He slightly whimpered as he lightly touched my hand.

I turned to face him, with those eyes looking at me, filled with sorrow. His lips slightly pouted in a sad way, his cheeks missing their usual rosy tint.

"What?" I asked trying not to fall into his trap of puppy dog eyes.

"I want to talk." He pleaded stroking a thumb over my hand, I wanted to pull away a but I just couldn't.

"What's there to talk about?" I asked playing dumb as I pretended to read, to avoid eye contact with him.

"Brian! Stop being so childish, please." Roger sighed, taking his hand off mine and placing it in his own, he looked down sadly and sniffled a little.

"Rog, are you crying?" I asked, concern now filled my tone.

"Oh um.. no.. well.. I don't know Bri.." he spoke, his lip trembling as tears escaped his eyes. He dropped his head down onto my bed and softly shook as he let out quiet sobs.

"Oh. Oh Rog, come here. I'm sorry, look we can talk, okay?" I reached out pulling him into a embrace, it felt so good- not just to have another body close to mine to warm me up in this cold weather, but the fact that it was Roger made it all that better.

"Look Bri, I came in here for two reasons. One I wanted to apologise and be good again, you know- sort things out. And two.... I'm really cold.. an-and was wondering if you wanted to cuddle.. to keep warm?" He looked up with hopeful eyes, and a small smile.

"Of course, you look freezing. Come, get warm." I smiled lifting my covers up for him to slip into, I realised he had successfully broken down my walls, but just overlooked it. I didn't really want to stay mad at him forever.

Once we where both comfortable we began to discuss our fight, breaking it down and explaining how each of us felt.

"I just, wanted to be able to cuddle and kiss you again. I know it sounds gross and cheesy but even being away from you for a few satisfying made me feel so crushed inside. So empty. I love you, I really do, and it hurts when I know you don't want to speak to me." He admitted a blush crept onto his once pale cheeks.

"It's not gross, or cheesy, it's the truth. And I feel the same, I didn't want to admit it but I hate being away from you. You make me happy, and I just want to be with you and I hate to fight because then I don't get to hold you anymore. I love you too Rog." I smiled kissing the top of his head.

"Now that was gross and cheesy." Roger giggled.

"Oh shut up." I laughed as I pushed him slightly.

"But I liked it." He grinned back kissing me softly.

We pulled away and he shivered, I noticed his skin had returned to the ghostly pale it was when he first entered my room and his lips slightly blue.

"Aw Rog your cold, here have my jumper." I offered taking my hoodie off.

"But then you will be cold!" Roger protested, pushing the bundle of fabric back into my chest.

"I'll be fine, if I have you." I winked, making us both laugh at the intended cringe of my sentence.

"Thank you Bri." He kissed my cheek after putting on my hoodie, it was too big for him which made it so much cuter. He had to hood up and it hung down almost bast his eyes, the fabric was bagging around his body and he looked adorable and small.

"Ugh your too cute looking like that!" I gushed grabbing ahold of his face softly and kissing his lips.

He giggled into the kiss, the rosy colour of his cheeks coming back. "Bri stop!! Your making me blush, see!" He pointed at his cheeks.

"God I can't stop looking at you! Your just so adorable! Come here." I took him into my arms, spooning him as he breathed softly.

I rested my head in the crook of his neck occasionally planting small kisses around that area.

Even though I was now laying. With my top half only covered by a white vest, I felt so warm. The temperature outside was probably around -2 degrees celsius, but what I was feeling right now was like a cosy log fire.

After some time of laying in almost silence with the exception of me whispering sweet nothings into my boyfriends ear now and then, I heard his breathing slow and soft snoring fill the room.

I smiled to myself, jut thinking about how adorable the angle that I got to call mine was, and how so much had changed in such a short amount of time. One moment I wasn't even looking at him and the next I couldn't take my eyes off him.

It was a beautiful thing we had going, our love for each other so strong that even the worst of fights could be solved by one conversation. The feeling of true love, that's how I knew that it was real. So real that we couldn't stay away from each other, even if we thought we hated each other. There is a thin line between hate and love, and with Roger's poor eyesight and me being so far from the ground, we often couldn't make it out.

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A/N:
This isn't how this story was meant to go but whatever. Some of the stuff in this I literally pulled right from my ass I'm sorry but I'm tired.
Also picture at the top is so sexy like omg please fuck me sidewayz, ok ily and also next chapter will be Frian because this fandom doesn't appreciate it enough nd that's the tea 💖💖💖💖