roger taylor imagines

i just wanted a reason to be with you is all

i had went to bed at 11pm, tossed and turned for two hours, gave up sleeping and started to read a book.

my book came to an end and i still wasn't sleepy at all. i look over to the clock on the bedside table with a sigh.

4am

i groan and get out of bed, make my way to the telephone downstairs in the living room and dial the number that i wanted.

please be home please be home was all i was thinking.

"hello?" a voice finally comes from the other end of the line.

"i didn't wake you did i?" i ask before anything else.

"no not at all. i've been up all night writing a song and i still haven't come up with anything but that doesn't matter. what's the matter anyway love?"

"can you, uh come over?" i ask. i didn't want to stop him from working but i suppose it is 4am and he should be sleeping and taking a well earned break.

"of course. are you okay?" worry ran through his voice suddenly.
"yeah yeah i'm fine" i say.
"okay good. i'll be there in five okay?"
"okay" i nod even though i knew he couldn't see me. i smile and put the phone down, making my way to the kitchen.

i get two bowls out of the cupboard and a box of cereal, making two bowls of it and setting them down on the little table.

soon enough the doorbell rings and i smile, knowing who it is and opening it to see my roger taylor.

"alright love" he says, stepping towards me to plant a respectful kiss on my lips.
"yeah, you?" i ask shutting the door smiling.

"not too bad. this whole song writing isn't going too well though." he says, following me into the kitchen.

"cereal?" he asks seeing the two bowls on the table and pointing at them, eyebrows furrowed and a little smile plastered on his face.

"your favourite, honey puffs." i smile, sitting down.

"oh you are a gem" he says, soon digging in. i chuckle and start to eat mine too.

"why did you invite me over to eat cereal by the way?" he asks curiously. "i mean i'm not complaining at all but still."

"i just wanted a reason to be with you is all" i smile. i see a smile creep up on rogers face and his cheeks grow a light pink colour. aw he was blushing.

"you're cute" he smiles.
"as are you" i reply back.

"anyway, why don't you write about something or someone you love?" i ask. roger looks up at me, his mouth full of cereal.

"hm?" he asks, confused with what i mean.

"your song writing. write about something or someone you love" i simply repeat.

"so you?" he says and his eyes widen as soon as he realises what he said.
"wait what?" i ask just as shocked as he was.

"i- uh" he mumbles, cereal still in his mouth. i give him time to swallow it and ask the question.
"you love me?" i slowly put my spoon in my bowl.

"this isn't how i wanted you to find out.." he says, his eyes wandering all over the kitchen apart from me.
"oh it doesn't matter how you tell me. it's just as special. i need you to say it for me." i tell him.

his eyes eventually land on me and he builds up courage.

"i've loved you ever since i first met you y/n." he says.
"wow that was a long time ago." i chuckle and roger chuckles too.

"yeah, yeah it was. i've waited for years to tell you and now you know.. i actually feel better." i smile and he smiles back.

"i love you roger meddows taylor" i say kissing him. i feel him smile during the kiss and when we pull back he says, "and i love you y/n y/l/n"

-

one week later we decided to move in together and i was so happy to finally share a home and a bed with the man that i love the most in the world.

i had moved into his house and i could see why he said he got so lonely at night all the time, i mean the place wasn't massive but it wasn't exactly small either.

"i'm so happy we're finally moving in together" i beam. i couldn't keep the massive grin off of my face all day and earlier roger made the old parent joke, 'careful the wind doesn't change or your face will be stuck like that forever.'

"i know and don't worry love, when i'm richer and we're married i'll buy us a mansion." roger says, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and burying his face in my neck.

"married huh?" i say raising an eyebrow.

"yeah" he smirks against my neck. he had a lot more confidence now from when he told me he loved me just last week.

"well we'll just see where life takes us shall we?" i say, holding his arms which were still wrapped around my curvy waist that i was so self conscious about.

"i can't wait for that love" he says.
"neither can i"