Queen oneshots

Perfect : Frian

request from Living_on_my_own
trigger: body issues

freddie's pov:
i starred at myself in the mirror, wallowing in self pity. i could see almost every bone poking out- it was awful.
i've noticed it more and more recently, i tried putting on weight but nothing seemed to be working.
i wrapped my skinny arms round my skinny torso, i looked like a skeleton! i was awfully pale as well, my cheekbones hollowed out. i sniffed and wiped away a stray tear. this wasn't healthy.
i turned away from the mirror and climbed into bed. brian would be back soon.

he was studying at the university most days, that's probably why i'm noticing by terrible body more, he's not here to distract me.
i continued to rub my hands up and down my far too thin body. i got and and put on the thickest jumper i could find, hoping it would act as an illusion to make myself seem fatter.

my legs as well, far too skinny, i through on some loose pyjama bottoms that hid the size of my legs. i got back into bed and pulled the covers tightly around me.

i heard the door go, brian was home. i groaned and prayed that he stayed downstairs with john and roger, he would want to touch me- and i didn't need him to see me like this.
much to my dismay i heard him come up the stairs. i wanted to pretend to be asleep but then i wouldn't be able to stop him from holding onto me.

i picked up a book from my bedside table and pretended to read it, maybe he wouldn't want to disturb me?
"i'm home." he smiled as he came through the door.

"i can see." i fake smiled, before looking back into the book.

"what you reading" he asked setting down his bag.

"oh just... this," i turned to see what i was 'reading' "pride and prejudice."

"one of my favourites," he smiled undressing.

"mmhm." i nodded looking away from him.

brian had always been slim, but it was the right amount. he was tall, so of course he would be skinny. but his bones didn't stick out in the wrong places, he was elegantly skinny. he didn't look like skin and bones like i did.

i held back my tears as i looked at his perfect body wishing i had the same.
"take a picture it will last longer." he joked pulling on a jumper.

i laughed nervously, "sorry,"

"you don't have to be sorry, i'm all yours." he grinned climbing into bed and leaning into me.

i didn't want to buy i turned away, so he couldn't kiss me. i didn't want it to escalate into anything, i just wanted to sleep.

i could tell he was a little shocked by my actions but chose to ignore it, instead he pulled himself around me, spooning me. i tensed up, he could probably feel all my boney parts, he was probably disgusted.

i moved positions to get him off, sitting upright now. he looked confused, and slightly hurt.
"are you okay?" he asked softly.

"yes, i'm fine." i nodded not looking at him.

"freddie, why won't you let me be romantic with you?" he said sitting up so he was in-line with me.

"i'm just.. tired." i brushed him off.

"you're tired so i'm not aloud to cuddle you? that doesn't make sense." he laughed slightly making my stomach turn.

"just- leave it brian." i said cooly.

he looked so taken aback "not until you tell me what's wrong." he said more sternly.

"brian i told you, it's nothing." i continued.