Roger Taylor Imagines and One-shots - Request open

Jailhouse Rock

Summary: Roger and you are in Monaco for the car races but things turn upside down when Roger gets arrested.
May 14th 1983
Your POV

This was definitely a romantic getaway with Roger. Every night is wine or maybe champagne as we watch the sunset from our balcony which is then followed some good sex and old romantic 50s songs playing in the background.

I loved being here with Roger. We've only been together for a few months now but he treats me like his princess. He's almost very protective over me and I'm definitely not complaining.

The morning light was already shining through the windows and lace curtains. Roger was fast asleep next to me and his left arm around me holding me close to his body. I couldn't help but admire all his features of his face and his hair that was almost glowing from the rays of sunlight.

"It's not nice to stare love," he said in his morning voice and without opening his eyes.

"I'm not staring, I'm admiring" a small smile tugged in his lips as his brush a small piece of his hair to the side. He eyes soon started to flutter open and when they did he immediately held onto my neck as he brought me into a kiss.

"Morning," he said just after he pulled away from my lips leaving an urge for me to go in for another.

"Good morning" I smile and then go in for another kiss to help fight the urges, "sleep well?"

"Very well, I was knackered last night" He let out a yawn as he rubbed his face to try and wake himself up.

"I'm meeting rick today, we're going to see the drivers get ready for tomorrow's race"

"And I'm not invited" I pouted my lips and looked up at him.

"Don't give me that face"

"Well, you're leaving me alone..... in a hotel room, all by myself. How am I meant to cope without you?"

He pushed a strand of my hair behind my ear and then kissed my forehead.

"Ric only told them that the two of us were going this afternoon. But you know if I could I would take you"

"I'm just joking around. You have fun alright? Just don't get into any trouble," I said making him scoff in response.

"Me? Getting in trouble? Never," He grinned.

"I'll bet you that you'll end up drunk by the end of the day"

"Fine and I bet you that you won't go the whole day without thinking of me," he mocked as he wrapped his arms around my waist holding me down onto him. But I took my pillow and I threw it at him making him laugh.

"Just be safe. That's all that matters to me"

He connects his lips against mine for a second and then removes them, "I love you," he mumbles against my lips.

"I love you too," I smiled.
***
"Hello?" I had the hotel phone to my ear as I sat on the bed in a robe smoking one of Roger's cigarettes.

"Y/n? Is that you?" It was from Roger. I was worried about where he was? It's past the time he said he would be back and all I could was think about him.

"Roger! Are you alright? Where are you?" I dabbed the cigarette out on the ashtray putting out completely.

"Um, Ric and I got arrested"

"You what!? What the fuck did you do!?"

"We did nothing! It was a mistake alright. We're just a little bit tipsy and they thought we did something to a group of girls," he said calmly. I don't understand how he could be so calm when he is locked up in a foreign country. 

"So you were hanging out with a group of girls?"

"No no no no! We were walking past them and the went all crazy- can you please come to bail me out?"

"Alright, I'm coming just tell me where this place is"

Roger told me where the place was and I left as soon as possible. I don't care what he did I'm going to get him out.
***
I watched as the security guards removed his handcuffs from his wrist finally letting him go from behind the bars.

"Make sure he doesn't end up drunk again or he'll be in even more trouble," a police guard said pushing Roger towards me.

"Don't worry. He's not going to leave my sight- Have a good night" I grabbed onto Rogers upper arm and dragged him out of the police station, "what the hell did you do!?" I yelled once we got outside, "do you have any idea how much it hurt to see you handcuffed!?"

"Listen, I did nothing. It was a big misunderstanding. I didn't want you to be hurt, I love-" I cut off his constant mumbling by giving him a kiss.

I pulled away and he looked at me confused, "I'm just glad you're ok. So just shut up a kiss me" He smirked as he moved in closer for another kiss.

And now we could tell people that I made out in front of a police station. What a story.