One-Shots

Grave Digger (Maylor)

"Oh, come on! Don't be such a scaredy cat." Freddie mused.

"I'm not scared... I just think it's a little... childish." Brian crossed his arms in front of his chest, arguing with Freddie.

"Come on Bri. It's not childish!" Freddie stepped closer towards the obviously skeptical guitarist. "You are just too scared to do it. That's all!"

"No! I'm not doing your stupid little dare!" Brian stood his ground.

"Look, all you have to do is spend a few hours walking through a graveyard. It's not that hard!" Freddie shot his hands up in the air, trying to convince Brian into going through with the dare.

"Just let him be, Fred. He said he doesn't want to do it." Roger piped up from across the room.

Both Freddie and Brian turned thier heads towards the the younger man. Roger stared back at them, quickly looking at Brian before locking eyes with Freddie.

Freddie scoffed with a glint in his eye and a smile playing on his lips. "Well then, how about you darling?"

"What? Oh no, no I'm not playing your silly game." Roger began walking out the room, but Brian's gaze made him want to stay. It's always Brian's gaze, it grabs a hold of him and makes it impossible to break away.

"Oh, don't tell me you're scared too? Roger Taylor: a scaredy cat?" Freddie knew just what buttons to press with Roger to get him to do something.

"Me a scaredy cat?! You're mad Fred, I'm not scared.." Roger was beginning tho fall into his trap.

"Okay then, prove it." That's all Freddie had to say. He knew he had won this.

Brian shook his head and Roger stepped closer to the two older men. "I'll show you. I'm not scared."

Freddie smirked at the gulible drummer, "We'll see about that."

"Come on Bri, we'll show him we aren't scared!" Roger grabbed Brian arm and he widened his eyes.

"What do you mean we?!?! I'm not going!" Brian backed away, shaking his head.

"No, no. You ARE going with him. No buts." Freddie smirked back, gloating in his masterous plan. He was trying to play a little matchmaker here. He's been noticing for quite some time now that Roger and Brian clearly hold a special spark, he just needs to get them to admit it to each other.

Brian signed, "Fine... whatever."

"Oh boy! This is going to be fun, you boys will have a wonderful time." With that, Freddie skipped out of the room.

"A wonderful time?" Brian scoffed, "I don't see how walking around a cemetery at midnight is considered fun."

"Relax Bri, at least you'll have me." Roger shrugged and left as well.

At least he'll have Roger. Roger- the one who makes his heart skip a beat. Roger- who can take his breath away in a blink of an eye. Roger- the guy he's fallen hopelessly in love with. Yeah... at least he'll have Roger.

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"C'mon Bri, wakey wakey." Freddie gently shook a sleeping Brian's shoulder, eliciting a moan from the stubborn guitarist.

Roger shuddered at the noise as he stood behind Freddie, gazing down at the sleeping angel in the bed.

"Brian. Wake up. Now." Freddie tried again, but the guitarist just waved the singer away, mumbling incoherently. "Ugh, Roger, YOU get him up."

Roger sighed and cleared his throat, leaning towards Brian. "Brian... Briiian... come on, get up."

Brian groaned again but a small smile crept upon his lips. "Mhmm, Roggie, 5 more minutes... just 5... more."