Roger Taylor Imagines and One-shots - Request open

My Superhero

March 9th 1985
Your POV

Being married to a famous drummer wasn't easy. Especially when you were a retired model who gave up their career to focus on family life with Roger and your Son and your newborn daughter.

Everywhere you go there would be cameras and you were starting to get sick of it. You knew you couldn't do anything about it but all you wanted to do was protect your children.

Sitting here, next to Roger along with your son next to him and you holding your daughter constantly worrying about the cameras waiting outside to snap a photo of your family.

Freddie invited everyone out for dinner, so you were in a restaurant with the boys and their families sharing a few laughs while watching all our children draw on the placemats.

You felt Roger's eyes gaze at you every now and then as you snuggled up close to him eating your chocolate ice cream in silence. He had his arm wrapped around your shoulders and with his other hand, he was rocking the pram making sure that your Daughter Rory would stay asleep.

"How's the ice cream?" Roger asks leaning down to whisper in your ear.

"Wanna try a bit?" You held up the spoon and he gladly took some off it before you could go in for another mouthful "it's good isn't it?"

You took the napkin on the table and you wiped the corner of his lip. It's a maternal instinct and you couldn't help yourself.

"Should we go before Felix gets cranky?" Roger suggests. You turn your head just a tiny bit and you could clearly see people with cameras waiting to take a photo "don't worry about them"

"I'm tired anyway" Roger smiled and stood up announcing to everyone that we were leaving he then picked up Felix who looked half asleep.

We said our goodbyes to everyone and began to make our way out of the restaurant. As soon as one of them caught the glimpse of us at the door the cameras started flashing.

Roger made sure Felix wasn't being blinded by all the flashes in our face. Everything was going perfectly normal. Walking away as fast as we could until you felt a hand that was definitely not Roger's, grab your ass making you gasp in surprise "what's wrong?" Roger asks

"That man over there just grabbed me," you said through gritted teeth.

"Which one?" He asks.

"I don't know, I didn't see" he didn't say anything. We walked up the car and told me to put the kids in the car and then he left. I could tell he was angry.

"Mummy where's daddy going?" Felix asked as you strapped him in his car seat.

"I don't sweetheart, I don't know" you kissed his forehead "don't worry about it ok?" He nodded his head and then as you were going to put Rory in her car seat you could head arguing. You turn around and saw Roger pointing towards us but you just ignored it.

You strapped Rory in and then shut the door. You were just about to get into the front seat until you so Roger trying to punch some Random man and you knew you had to intervene. This was not the first time he fought for you.

You ran up to Roger and pulled his arm attempting to pull him back "go away y/n!"

He kept trying to swing punches towards the Man but then he got one big shot right in the face sending him right back. He held onto his nose and winced as blood dribbled onto his hand "oh, Rog," you said softly as you stroked his cheek. You suddenly felt a sudden outburst so you turned around and began to yell "Listen hear you bastards. You need to learn to respect women. We're not your bloody play toys! And especially if their children is around. Have  some fucking respect"

"Y/n-" Roger grabbed onto your hand with his none bloody hand, now attempting to pull you away.

"Give me and my family some fucking privacy!" Roger had now pulled you completely away and pulled you towards the car "give me the keys I'll drive"

Roger threw you the keys from his pocket and you easily caught it with one hand before getting into the driver's seat.
***
When you had gotten home you had managed to quickly put both Felix and Rory to bed before attending on Roger.

He sat on the couch definitely not quietly. He was continuously whining and groaning in pain. You were kneeling between his legs on the floor with your whole first aid kit.

"Let me see the damage" he removed his hand and it was very clear he was in pain. Blood still coming out of his nose, his lip was cut, bruised skin "you tell me if I hurt you ok?" He nodded as you dipped a hand towel in a bowl of warm water.

You slowly started to clean up his nose. Every time he made a sound which sounded like he was in pain you would go lighter "be a bit gentle will ya love?"

"Sorry, just try not to move" you cupped his the side of his face that wasn't hurt and tried to hold him still "I don't understand why you had started a fight with them?"

"Because I love you... and someone put their hands on you. How can I not defend you?" You let out a loud sigh and finished cleaning up the blood of his face.

"They're a bunch of assholes, but thank you" you handed Roger and Ice pack for his eye and then you got up to clean everything else "do you want anything? Water?"

"Water would be nice. Can you put some ice in it?" You nodded and walk over to the kitchen to clean up.

After you had finished cleaning you got Roger's glass of water with ice and walked back to the living room only too find the man snoring.

You put the glass down on the coffee table and took a blanket which was on the arm of the couch and threw it over him "Goodnight my superhero," You whispered as you kissed his cheek purposely avoiding his lips trying not to hurt him.

You made sure he was complete tucked in before going upstairs so you could finally close your eyes and rest.