The Fantastic Drowse (Maylor)

Brian's A Big Disgrace! (but we still love him)

A/N:
Title is from the video, video is to make y'all less sad 😔

⚠️WARNING ⚠️
Mentions of
non-consensual sexual activities
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She knew he was hurting and it tore her apart. Watching him stare off into space with a blank expression, cry hysterically in his sleep, and the look he gave her last night. It was more than she could take.

The small blond teen wiped his cheeks, collapsed in his mother's hold. She held him all night and most of the morning.

"Do you need me to call in sick to work?" She asked softly, running a hand through his hair.

"N-No, I'm okay." He sniffled, shifting out of her arms and sitting up.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Winifred looked at him, worry lines creasing her face.

"Me and Bri got into a small fight. It's fine." Roger shrugged, clenching his jaw to try not to cry again.

The things he said... That wasn't the Brian he knew. The one he loved. He was a drunk idiot.

He was so absorbed in his own thoughts, we hardly heard the doorbell ring.

"I'll get it." Winifred said quietly, standing up from the couch and going to the door.

Roger could hear bits and pieces of the conversation and sighed when he heard his mother say, "Yes, he's right in the lounge!"

"If it's Brian, tell him to fuck off!" He shouted from the couch.

"Language, Roggie!" His mother yelled back.

"It's definitely not Brian, darling." He heard Freddie from behind him and before he could turn around, the flamboyant boy as already curled up on the couch comforting him.

"Hey, Freddie..." Roger said monotonously.

"You sound happy. What did he do?" Freddie frowned.

"You first, what're you doing here?" Roger asked, sitting up.

"Well, if you must know... Our darling Deaky told me he loves me! Last night! And then again this morning! Granted, he did throw up in the middle of saying it, but that's fine!" Freddie was grinning widely.

Roger smiled softly at him. "That's great, Freddie. I'm really happy for you."

"Alright, Roggie. I'm off to work. Clare's staying at a friends again tonight." Winifred said, going and kissing his forehead. "Bye, Freddie, dear. You're welcome to stay as long as you'd like." She smiled, kissing his forehead as well before walking out the door.

"Bye, mum!"

"Bye, Miss Winnie!" Freddie called out before turning to Roger. "Alright, enough about me. What about you?"

"Never thought I'd ever hear you say those words." Roger joked weakly.

"No time for funnies, darling. I need to know if I'm slapping Brian or castrating him." Freddie crossed his arm, waiting for the blond to start talking.

Roger gave a weak chuckle. "Well... He got pretty drunk last night and I had to get a girl off him-"

"He cheated?!" Freddie gasped.

"No, no. This girl was all over him and he was too drunk to push her off and he just kept telling her no. So I told her that her mum called because her grandma was in the hospital." Roger shrugged.