**R.T.**
As the other group was heading to the confessional room, the blond made his way to the cute curly haired boy who was sitting on the couch.
Okay you shit, don't mess this up, you've got one chance and don't make it obvious that you're not as straight as a clown fish.
As he was thinking that, he tripped on the carpet that was near the couch, then slide then fell right on his ass. Coincidentally, in front of the curly boy.
The fall made a loud thump so everyone's attention is on the clumsy blond now then quickly turned their attention back to what they were doing. But Brian crouched down to the same level as the boy on the floor and offer him a hand to help him up.
And not to mention his sore ass that was, thankfully, caused by his hard fall and not something else.
"Ya like jazz?"
Great! Just fucking great! You need stop watching the Bee Movie. Your first words to your future husband is a fucking meme. Could you not be anymore awkward around him. Who the fuck says that anymore? The blond thought, trying not to scream or cry on what he just said. He now regrets everything in life.
As Roger was practically panicking in his mind, he thanked all the gods that Brian just replied smoothly.
"Well I actually do, smooth jazz is great."
"OH.....umm....I'm Roger." The blond stated with a small smile, not really expecting the latter to answer the question seriously. Maybe because he doesn't understand memes?
"I'm Brian. Brian May. Are you fine?"
More like Brian may fuck me...I should stop
"Yeah, yeah. I'm doing alright, thanks."
"Wait, are you the guy who sang the final countdown last night?" The curly haired boy finally recognized the singing voice from last night.
"Oh....um....yeah, I sang that. Sorry if I kept you awake, I was really drunk last night."
"Oh no, I didn't minded though, it's fine. You have a really beautiful voice by the way."
"Thanks..." the blond said bashfully yet awkwardly with a chuckle and the redness in his cheeks intensifying.
"Hey, uhh....do you want to sit down and you know...talk, because I want to get to know you. If you want too of course." The curly head said the last part rapidly. Quite embarrassed of himself why is the shorter blond has this weird type of effect on him.
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After an hour of talking to Brian, the shorter man don't know how or why is he suddenly attached to him like a fucking magnet even though they just met an hour ago. It was really weird feeling but the blond just brushed it off. And he knows that it's only that 'love at first sight crush then soon it will be gone' type of crush, so he tried his best ignoring those damn butterflies in his stomach for the past hour."So you must really like classical music then, I'm guessing?" The taller said with a chuckle, continuing on with their conversation about classical music.
Which Roger knows nothing about but he responds and hoping for the best. But in his surprise, he really is good at pretending to be interested in classical music.
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