Queen Imagines and Preferences

Wrong / Roger

A/N- Back at it again with some Roger Meddows Taylor. Sorry this took so long to write BendersDimondEarring I hope you like it! It's also 4 a.m. while I'm editing this so sorry for mistakes.

"Fuck me." You mumbled to yourself as you scratched out the messed up writing with a pen.

"I would if you'd let me." Roger said with a smirk. You looked up and rolled your eyes at the blonde. "Stop talking to me, Roger." You hissed with obvious attitude.

"Darling, you need a break." Freddie put his hand on your shoulder. "You've been working nonstop." You sighed heavily.

"I wish I could, Fred. I have to get this stuff done or you guys can't release the latest album."

You were Queen's manager. You'd been friends with Freddie years before and when Queen started to take off, he insisted that you managed them. It was a tough job. It was almost like there was always work that needed to be done.

Even though it was constant work, you still loved your job. You loved getting everything in order for the band. You were also really close with all of them. They had easily become your best friends and you loved spending time with them. But one band member was different.

You had an odd relationship with Roger. It was sort of a back and forth kind of thing. It was constant teasing and joking with each other. Even though you both pretended like you couldn't stand each other, it was quite the opposite.

You loved Roger. It had taken a while but you fell for him. Somehow, the constant banter brought you closer to him and feelings grew. Everybody thought your relationship with Roger was funny. Anybody who watched close enough could see the obvious feelings that you both displayed for each other.

But things got complicated. People started to point out to you and Roger that you were perfect for one another. That changed your dynamic. All of a sudden your quick jokes became real arguments. Your small talks became yelling matches. All because you loved each other but were too afraid to admit it.

That's why work was piling up. You were constantly thinking about Roger and you couldn't finish anything. With him also sitting in the same room, it made it worse. He was throwing jokes at you as you tried to work through it. Anything you said, he'd have something snarky to reply to it.

"Lunch, anybody?" Brian asked. Freddie and John both stood up. "I could eat." John said quietly. Freddie looked over to you and Roger and smirked to himself. He saw everything that was going on between you both.

"You guys want anything?"

"I'm fine for now. I'll take a break later and get something." You answered without looking up. Roger didn't say anything as Freddie practically pushed John and Brian out of the room. "Miracles are happening, boys. They'll be together by the time we get back." Freddie whispered as they rushed away.

You didn't acknowledge Roger's presence as you worked. He had nothing to do so he stared at you. You could almost feel his gaze. You looked up slowly to see his eyes trained on you. "Can I do something for you?" You asked sarcastically.

"Well, I'll tell you a few things you could do for me." Roger's smirk only grew.

You faked a gag. "You're disgusting."

"Thanks."

You couldn't help but to roll your eyes. You tried ignoring his existence completely. It was going pretty well until he started tapping his foot. At first you thought it was just a habit or something but then you realized he was just doing it to get on your nerves. You took deep breaths while working. Finally, you couldn't take it anymore.

"Roger Meddows Taylor. Stop." You said with a glare.

He raised his eyebrows but kept tapping his foot. He tapped to some of Queen's own songs. At first it was the beginning drum part to Liar. Then it moved on to Stone Cold Crazy. And he kept going on and on. All to get on your nerves.

"Just let me finish this in peace!" You were so close to being done. Just two more things to fill out and you'd be done. Roger stayed silent but kept moving closer and closer to you. As you finally finished, you dropped the pen you'd been gripping so tightly and sat back against your chair.

"Have you finally finished?" Roger asked, with sass dripping from every word.

You scoffed. "If you would've shut up then I would've been done a long time ago." Roger rolled his eyes at your response.

"Not my fault that you can't focus with me in the room."

"You are so self absorbed, Roger." You laughed. He kept moving closer and closer to you until he was right up next to you. "Am I?" He asked with a fake pout.

You groaned. "I hate you so much."

"You love me."

"I wish you were wrong." You sighed to yourself. It took you almost five seconds to realize what you said. Your hand flew to cover your mouth. "Oh my god! I mean that um..." You were panicking and trying to come up with some kind of excuse.

Roger sat still. He was completely stunned. He stared at your desk as you rambled on about whatever you came up with to fill the silence.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it." Roger heard that part.

His head shot up and he looked at your standing form right by the desk. He stood very slowly and took your hands in his.

"Don't," he whispered brokenly, "Don't take it back."

You felt completely confused now. You didn't know what to tell him. Roger squeezed your hands. "Say it, Y/N. Tell me how you feel." He pleaded.

You couldn't look into his eyes. You could only stare at the floor as you tried to stutter out a response. "I um... I just.. uh..."

Roger took one of his hands from yours and put it against your cheek. A blush immediately broke out on your face. He brushed a few strands of hair behind your ear and pulled you slightly closer. "Take your time." He whispered as he leaned forward and kissed your cheek slowly.

"I... love y-you." You mumbled. Roger couldn't stop the small smile that formed on his face. He kissed your cheek again and pulled you into a hug. He gripped you tightly and buried his face in your neck.

"I love you more." The blush now took over your whole face. Your eyes widened as Roger placed small kisses against your neck. You pulled away slightly.

"You don't mean that."

Roger pulled you back. "But I do. I love you so much. So much more than you could ever fathom."

You smiled slightly. "I can't believe this is finally happening." You whispered to yourself.

"Oh it's happening, love." Roger smashed his lips to yours. You kissed back without any hesitation. Your eyes closed slowly and your arms wrapped around his neck while he held onto you tightly.

"I have to let you know that I won't be letting go of you any time soon." Roger whispered against your neck.

"That's ok. I think I could get comfortable here," you laughed. Roger pressed his lips against yours and you couldn't help but to smile.

A/N- more chapters soon