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FEW DAYS OF LOVE (Roger Taylor X Reader)
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Ongoing, First published Mar 31, 2022
Mature
"It all felt like a dream, but you have to always wake up from a dream, right?" She looked at me, her lips formed into a sad smile, and those eyes, oh those eyes I loved so much, were trying to hold back tears.

The way they meet, the way they are both so different but also so similar. Maybe it's the magical atmosphere of Paris, the wine they drink, or just the way they can talk about everything for hours and still don't get bored. They fall for one another in a few days and they both feel like somehow it will all have some future. But will it? What if they wake up from that dream? And if they do, what will happen after that?

fluff with a bit smut, nothing too serious i guess :) and you may get a bit emotional
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