We finally came home today. Touring with the band is great but coming home is even better. Freddie didn't want to be alone so I invited him over. Mary was on a holiday with her family.
Fred is on his way right now. I don't have much to say, I will write more later.
JD.'
It was 11.23 p.m. now, the doorbell rang loud through the quiet apartment. Deacon got up and rushed to the front door. He quickly unlocked the door, Freddie was standing there. John noticed he was cold.
"Come in, come in! Do you want some tea to warm up?" The male asked his friend.
Freddie nodded, "Yes please, darling!"
The singer called everyone 'Dear' or 'Darling' but John loved it so much when he called him that.
John took his friend's coat and hung it over his own on the coat rack. After that they walked to the kitchen together, filling the kettle with water and placing it on the stove. He turned back to Freddie, smiling brightly.
"How are the cats?"
The other man chuckled and nodded again, happily. "I missed them soooo much! Romeo gained so much weight, he's so chubby now!"
John and Fred laughed together, the water was boiling after a few minutes. The bassist got two cups and poured some water in them. Preparing the tea, he placed the cups on a tray and carried it to the livingroom.
"How's Mary?" Deacon asked carefully, he was so curious. He noticed something changed between the two of them.
Freddie sighed softly. "I miss her a lot but she's on a holiday now. So I hope she's enjoying it."
John sat down on the couch with his friend, looking into his eyes.
"How is your love life, dear?" Mercury asked John. He looked away, chuckled and shook his head. "Nothing special. I'm still single."
The two looked at each other, Freddie laughed and patted his mate's back. "You will be fine! A lot of ladies want you! But please, don't be like Roger!"
John chuckled, blushing a little.
After a few hours they went upstairs to John's bedroom, they drank a few beers and cocktails. John even had to carry Fred up the stairs. He laid him down on his bed, tucking him in. The bassist sighed softly and laid down next to his friend.
His gaze was focussed on his friend's face, he leaned in and kissed his lips gently. John didn't even know what he was doing but it felt great.
Deacury Fanfic:
hi ii guys, I've been trying out the fanfic challenge lately.. so I had this wheel and I put all 100 options in it and spinned it twice; I got Pain & Rejection. Then I spinned the one with the names and bOOMmM. Freddie and John aka Deacury. OHh yESSs, who doesn't ship this! So, well-.. here you go. Chapter one.Â
Well, since I’m still thirsty on main for Gwilym Lee but I don’t want the tumblr police to get me, I’m going to bring to you this Victorian-approved collection of saucy photographs, for our post-17th December enjoyment.
Fetch your smelling salts, the explicitness of these pictures may cause fainting and hysteria. Consider yourself warned.Â
This photo is ok. Saucy pose, but too little ankle. Just a tease. 5/10
This one may be a little too slutty for tumbler (and he is in public no less!). Great amount of ankle and some calf. 10/10 (I had to blur part of the photo because of female presenting knees, which it’s too close to female presenting nipples for my taste)
Some calf but not much ankle. Disappointing grey socks. Could be sluttier. 3/10
This is practically pornographic. Great shot of ankle and a bit of calf. 12/10
Just a glimpse of leg, seductively covered by sock. Stop being a tease, Gwilym! Show us the goods!. 7/10
Nice shot, but too much sock. 5/10
Optimal amount of ankle. A nice taste without making it vulgar. 9/10
Another great ankle shot. This is what I’m talking out! 10/10
This is too showy. We get it, you have nice calves and you are not afraid to show them, but a little goes a long way. Also, not enough ankle. 6/10
Saucy pose and good amount of ankle/calf proportion, but not enough skin. 7/10
Again, just a little glimpse of leg and covered with sock. Could be saucier. 5/10
I’m sorry but I just can’t allow this level of filth on my blog without censoring it. This is too saucy and I’m not running a NSFW blog. 250/10 Not rated.Â
This post came to you courtesy of Gwilym Lee not using trousers that are long enough for his long legs and my stress-induced insomnia. Â
As always, the young male was writing in his journal. Touring with the band was a great experience, especially because this was their first world tour.
He couldn't believe this was happening, the bassist was only with the band for the past four years. He heard them play live one evening and as soon as he found out they were looking for a bassist he auditioned immediately. There was great chemistry between him and the singer, Freddie Mercury.
'9.5.1974
Today Fred and I had a great day together in New York, we went shopping and went sightseeing. Just the two of us, it was very nice.
We took a few photos together, I am definitely keeping them in my wallet. He even kissed my cheek. Friends do that, right?
The show was also great. Roger drank too much beer, which got him vomiting right after the show. I think he is sleeping peacefully right now. I actually don't know where Brian went after the show, I heard Chrissie came so I think he's with her right now.
Freddie stayed with me tonight, we went to a nightclub and walked back to the hotel together. He told me he was cold so offered him my jacket but he didn't accept my offer. I don't understand why, Friends do that, right?
Well, it doesn't matter. We are back at the hotel, warm and cozy in our own suites. Alone.
JD.'
The male shut his journal and hid it underneath his pillow. He laid down and dimmed the lights. Shutting his eyes as he sighed one last time, goodnight world.
The next morning John woke up because he heard someone talk, that someone was Freddie. Of course. He was laughing at the television while having his morning coffee and cigarette. The brown haired male got up and joined his mate. Wearing his dark red robe.
"Good morning Fred." John mumbled.
Freddie looked up, smiling at his mate. "Good morning darling! How was your sleep?"
John nodded a 'yes' as he lit up a cigarette for himself. Pouring himself a cup of coffee as he leaned back.
"Are you ready for tonight's show?" The singer asked him before he took a sip from his coffee.
The bassist looked at his friend, "Yes. Yes! Of course!" he said as he smiled brightly.
Fred then wrapped his arms around the other, hugging him tightly. Deacon did the same and even kissed the other man's cheek;