Love Me Like There's No Tomorrow | Freddie Mercury fanfiction

7~ "You're a cat person too?!"

I hesitated at first but I sat next to him to show respect and appreciation for him being nice... Well, maybe trying to be.

Just like that... we just stared at each other like there was something on our faces. As we were holding each other's gaze, I notice his pupil dilating. Or was it just me?

As far as I know, and on my studies, when you look at something you are interested in or you are staring at something you love, your pupils dilate.

Maybe he just likes my cat earrings..? Or maybe my brows? Most compliments are about the earrings I wear and brows. Necklace sometimes.

"How beautiful you are" he broke the comfortable silence with his breathy, raspy voice.

I gasp quietly and blush a bit, well not a bit. Maybe a lot or am I red as a tomato right now? Cause I do feel my cheeks burning. It's a habit I have grown, blushing every time which is getting annoying..

"C-can I hear the piece you were playing earlier now, Freddie?" I smile feeling a bit comfortable and waving the scenarios that happened earlier today. he genuinely smiled at me.

My eyes instantly roamed from his eyes to his teeth.

"I know they're big, stop staring. It's making me more and more insecure, darling" he says and purse his lips again.

I just breathe out a little giggle as I vision his cute smile on my mind. He has a very very VERY cute overbite, it suits him perfectly.

In fact, his smile is the most beautiful smile I have ever seen.

My eyes were blessed just by his smile, teeth showing and his eyes were smiling too.

"Laughing because of insecurities now?" He raised his left eyebrow and laugh loudly which made me laugh loudly too.

"They're beautiful, Freddie. I don't know how why you call it as one of your insecurities. Don't bring yourself down. If you don't like 'em, well I do so don't throw insults at yourself cause you are perfect...ly imperfect. I don't wanna hear you bringing yourself down, okay?" I say with a smile feeling my heart warm up because of my words.

"That means a whole fucking lot coming from you, dear" he replies and mumbles something inaudible for me to understand.

"You know, I like your earrings and your gold necklace. It compliments your skin and face." He threw a simple compliment back which made me blush even more.

"Oh, these- my cat earrings?" I ask and he nodded.

"My mom gave me these when I was young"

"Then why is the other pair rag doll cat and the other is Birman?"

How did he know the breeds of my cats? Is he some kind of cat expert or just another cat lover like me?

"Yeah, they're my cats. I have them since I was a little kid. Their names are Milo and Lucy. They are still in Greece, they're staying at my auntie's house for now while I'm here.. Working" I sigh while smiling, missing my cats back home.

"You're a cat person too?!" He squeals like a teenage girl getting a text from her crush.

"Yes, I am" I reply simply.

"That's how I know that we are meant to be!" He says getting excited and pumped up. He groped my shoulders tightly and shook me a bit.

"Hehe, now play that piece, I'm getting impatient." I ignored what he said and got his big hands off my shoulders.

He was literally mean to me earlier now here we are mushing compliment to one another and being comfortable.

"Patience, princess. Patience"