Oh, How I Wish|| Bohemian Rhapsody Imagines

j.d.

Edited: 01/02/21

a/n
the format of this imagine will be a bit different than the others, but i think i prefer it this way!

i sighed quietly as i held my jacket close to my body. somehow, y/f/n convinced me to go to the pub that was close to our uni. i'm not saying i don't like partying! i'm cool, hip, and TOTALLY with the times... who am i kidding. no i am not. but, i have to act like i am. anyway, that's beside the point. there was no reason for me to be out since i had exams tomorrow, but, alas, y/f/n got me to go.

"ok, look, y/n. you see the guitarist? is he soooo yummy!" y/f/n fangirled as we entered the rather sweaty pub. the band y/f/n so desperately wanted to see was actually playing. scanning the members on stage, i saw that there was a variety of boys up there. four individuals, completely different from one another, yet work together in unison.

the first boy i see is, obviously, the flamboyant singer. his energy on stage make me tired for him. hm. i wonder if he gets his energy from the audience?

the next one is the long, curly haired guitarist. that's the one y/f/n has this huge crush on. he has a... wise appeal to him. definitely her type!

blondie. that's who my eyes fell on next. he was HOT. not the type of hot that makes you want to be his girlfriend, but the type you know would show you a fun time. all in all, he was hot. and a drummer so extra brownie points.

as i looked at the last band member on stage, the bassist, my heart just absolutely raced at his looks. his stage presence was awkward, but no one could tell because of how much fun he was having. mine and the bassists eyes met only for a split second before we looked away, both becoming utter blushing messes.

the band ended their set, and, let me tell you,
y/f/n was going bonkers. "ok, ok, we NEED to meet the band!!" the girl shouted over the loud chatters of those around us. in no time at all, she gripped my sleeve and guided us through the trenches of people that were standing around the narrow hallway that led to the outside of the back of the pub. we successfully made it through and saw the bands beat up van. "i don't know, y/f/n... i'm going to say something stupid, and-" before i could continue, y/f/n smacked me on the arm and whispered, "you have no reason to worry. the bassist, who was delightfully delicious by the way, kept looking at you while biting his lip. now. let's. go." i wished to have the confidence my friend did.

i walked around the van with y/f/n to the back, seeing the entire band right in front of me. "well, hello." roger drew out as he looked myself and y/f/n up and down. this earned a smack to the arm by brian. "sorry about him. we haven't gotten him neutered yet." brian teased with a slight seriousness to his tone. roger sat there, offended, while everyone introduced themselves to the girls. "i'm brian." the curly head man said with a smile pulling at the corners of his lips as he looked at y/f/n. he liked her, and i could tell. the other boys gave us their names, but there was only one person i was interested in learning the name of. the one who, throughout the entirety of the conversation, had been eyeing me.

"i'm john deacon, but, uh, you can call me deacy." john spit out from his lips, hopping up to shake my hand. i naturally gave a small giggle and took his hand. "was that your sad way of flirting?" roger scrunched his nose slightly at the distasteful way john flirted. "piss off, roger. let me get her name before you start." john looked at me, still holding my hand, and raised his eyebrow. "what's your name, love?"

i froze slightly, overcome by my heart exploding at the sheer thought of being called, 'love,' by the cutie himself, john deacon. "i'm y/n." i finally got to say, john still not taking his hand away from mine. our eyes stayed connected with one another, and i wasn't mad about it.

"just ask her out, darling. we all know you want to!" freddie shouted at john with more of a teasing voice versus annoyed.

johns face lit up with a deep red tint the moment freddie talked, as well as i. "y/n, would you, uh, like to- uhm, like-"

before i let him continue his sentence of embarrassment, i rolled my feet up onto my tippy toes and placed a kiss on his check, steading myself by holding onto his right arm. john's eyes widened, and a blush quickly appeared on his face; after the peck, and dropped down flat on your feet and realized the dark sky did not hide john's flushed cheeks. thinking back to the confidence your friend had, you just sent it.

"i'd be honored to go on a date with you."

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