Queen oneshots

Tongue tied: Frian

Brian's POV:

I felt so lonely, as I looked up at the grey London sky as the Beatles played in the background. I wanted to see Freddie so much. His smile, his laugh, just him. We had admitted our feelings towards each other a few weeks ago, we hadn't fallen in love and dated straight away though, because that's just not how relationships work. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if I went over to see him, maybe he would even like it.

I should just go? Yeah I'll go! I need to learn to be more brave and spontaneous, like Fred, he won't want to be with someone boring, he likes fun! I checked myself in the mirror before slipping on my white clogs and rushing out the door. When I got to Freddie's it was about 7am, it wasn't dark but not exactly very light either. I hesitated before knocking on his door, what if he didn't wan to see me? What if he was with someone else? What if he told me to leave? The thoughts spun around my head as I extended my arm out to the door, curling my hand into a fist and knocking lightly. I waited for a few moments every second that went by, regretting my decisions to come over- uninvited to see my....  well, Freddie. My thoughts where unable to spiral anymore than they already where, because the door swung open revealing a slightly confused looking Freddie.

"Brian? What are you doing here?" he asked me, a slight smile visible on his soft lips.

"oh.. I um, well it's stupid really- I just thought maybe you would like to see me. Oh no, that sounds awfully cocky; what I meant was I wanted to see you." I stumbled over my words, a blush becoming visible on my cheeks which I tried to cover up with an embarrassed smile.

Freddie just chuckled at me, "you are so cute, of course I would like to see you."

"r-really? well that's good because, I wanted to see you." I mentally face palmed myself, I had literally just said that! God, he made so tongue tied.

"yes darling, as you have mentioned. Do you want to come in?" he offered stepping aside to allow me into his cosy home, which was littered with cat hair.

"actually, I was wondering if you would like to come on a walk with me?" I asked nervously, it still wasn't too late for him to decline and shut the door in my face.

"a walk?" he echoed, smiling slightly and raising an interested eyebrow.

"yes, its just that since we've had the day off I've really just been cooped up inside all day. It would be nice to get some fresh air... and also enjoy it with some wonderful company."

"well that sounds wonderful, let me grab my jacket." he turned back inside, leaving me alone with y thoughts once again.

I let out a deep sigh, just happy he had agreed to come along with me. A few seconds later he came back to the door threshold, this is when I took a look at his outfit. He wore tight fitting jeans that flared out at the ankles, paired with some platform boots, He also had on a long sleeved, white, cotton shirt that had four brown buttons at the top, three of which he had left undone; exposing the top of his chest. He obviously wasn't expecting any company, as to me and probably everyone else he looked wonderful, but I imagine to himself he looked horrendous. He held a black bomber jacket in his arms, I assume the one he went back inside to retrieve. He turned his back to me, locking his front door before hopping down the steps that led up to it and looking at me with a cheesy grin.

"Ready?" he asked me.

"as I'll ever be." I replied instantly cringing at my own words, but Freddie just laughed.

We began to walk down the pavement, making light cheery conversation, our hands repeatedly brushed against each others, every time making me blush. I had one lingering question that kept nearly spilling from my lips before I caught myself, 'what are we?'.

I wanted to ask him, I wanted to so much. I was sick of this faze, of just flirting, knowing we licked each other and still not really doing much about it. Freddie must have noticed my mind was troubled as he pulled me out of my silent state by nudging me slightly on the shoulder.

"you okay Bri?" he said, a concerned look preset on his face.

"Oh, yeah, jut lost in thought that's all." I brushed him off, before starting a new conversation on John and Roger's current situation.

"Roger just needs to stop being a little bitch. He knows he likes John and he's only keeping this argument going because he doesn't know how to feel about it." Freddie sighed, shaking his head at the thought of his best friends stupidity.

"yes, but John isn't too much better. He's obviously madly in love with the boy, but he's so stubborn he doesn't want to be the first to apologise!" I through my hands up in frustration at how they where both handling it, "I'm just glad we aren't like that." I finished, smiling down at Freddie who had been listening intently to my rant.

He wasn't smiling ack though, rather looking down, appearing to be in deep thought. his browns where furrowed together and his lips pursed together. "Fred?"

he looked up at me, "what are we like then Bri?"

"what?" I asked not due to the fact that I didn't hear, because I certainly did, but out of pure shock at what he had asked me.

"what ar-" he started, but was cut off with a sudden down pour of rain.

We looked at each other in shock before he grabbed my hand and we started to run for shelter. We stumbled into a half covered ally way, laughing like mad, soaked to the bone, hand in hand. Our giggles subsided, and soon we where just looking at each other, heavily breathing.

I took hold of Freddie's free hand and slightly backed up to the covered side of the ally way. His back was pressed against the wall, his eyes looking up into mine. Rain continuously poured around us, the drumming of raindrops on the makeshift corrugated metal cover was slightly soothing.

"what where you saying again?" I asked with newfound confidence that the adrenaline rush from the run had given me.

"what are we?" he asked, water dripping from his hair onto his beautifully carved face.  

"well, I like you. I assume you like me too?"i questioned briefly, just to make sure. He didn't speak but nodded his head hurriedly, whilst stroking my thumbs with his own.  "so, I think that means we ae right about... here".

I leant forward and kissed him, he pushed back, but not to stop the kiss, more to put himself in control of it. He stepped forwards pushing me against the wall on the uncovered side of the ally. The rain poured down on us as our lips joined together in a heated fashion.

He pulled back after what felt like a lifetime of snogging, "so.. be my boyfriend?" he asked, running his hand though my drenched hair, before moving it round to the front of my face and moving the wet strands from my face and tucking them behind my ear.

"only if you will be mine." I smiled, tugging him back onto me to reconnect our lips.

"of course" he spoke in between kisses, before devoting all his attentions to our kissing, and our kissing alone.

The following week we both had colds, but we also both had each other to keep warm, and it was perfect, even if it still made me blush whenever our hands touched.

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A/N:

your bitch is back sgcghcdsgcghgsh!! I hated writing this on my laptop but I missed writing so muchhhh and I was bored so you got this shit you are welcomeee. Sorry for grammar and spelling mistakes but my laptop doesn't have auto correct soo not my fault. My birthday is in a few days and I am hopefully getting a new phone so will be updating a lot more regularly, I am so sad I couldn't update on Brian and Rogers birthdays but ukno that's how it be. Ok hopefully be back soon ily xoxo