|| My Fairy King || Maylor Fanfiction Story ||

" I Don't Wanna Go. "

After about an hour, it was time to go to the meet-up for Queen. I was exited, but my Fairy King had other ideas.

" Are You Ready To Go, Darling? " I said softly, noticing Rogers blank face looking sorrowly at me. He gave me those puppy eyes..those adorable, big, puppy eyes.

His breath hitched in his throat, and I watched him lower himself.

" B - B - But I - Don't W - Wanna - G - Go! " he whimpered gently, tugging the sleeves of my jumper. I saw small tears start to well up in his eyes.

" I W - Want To S - Stay Here - W - With You! " 

I gave him a gentle smile. 

" But We Have To Go To Practice! If We Dont, You Won't Become A Famous Drummer, Do You Wanna Be A Drummer? "

He nodded, his face sad and fearful like a child. 

" I Just Don't Think I'm Good Enough.. " he sighed, dropping into my arms. One tear streaked slowly down his cheek. I wiped it with my thumb gently, kissing his forehead to comfort him. 

" You Are Perfect, Roger. " I started, grinning sweetly at him. " You're My Fairy King! " 

He blushed softly, and pulled me closer for a loving cuddle. I held him close, and put my head on his shoulder. " I Guess. " he said sadly. I could still see in his eyes, and hear in his voice that he was in fear.

On the way to the studio, Roger was very blank. He was obviously not exited.

Luckily, Freddie Bulsara welcomed us with open arms when we arrived. 

" Hello, Darlings! " he smirked toothily. Roger grunted, And I replied, my arm around my boyfriend. " Hello, Fred. " I sighed. Freddie looked confused at Roger. " You Both Good? " he said, honestly I knew he meant Roger, he just didn't want to make Roger look childish.

" I'm Good, Thank You. " I said formally. Roger nodded, looking at his feet. " Yeah. " he sighed grumpily. 

Deaky then came in, and as I could see, he was blushing at the sight of Freddie. I grinned a bit as I watched John stand next to Freddie, putting his arm around him.

" Is Something Wrong, Roger? " Freddie kindly asked.

" No. " Roger strictly replied.

Freddie gave me ' That Concerned Look ', but my face remained bland. I decided to make conversation before they started to ask more questions.

" Uh - Um, Freddie, Uh - Well, Who...Are You - "

He finished off the words proudly for me, taking his attention off Roger. Roger looked sternly at the ground, tapping his foot lightly but angrily.

" Dating? Well, If You Must Know, It's John! " he gave John and exited shake. John smirked sweetly.

" It's True. " grinned John. " We Were Dating Before I Even Joined! " I smiled in appreciation. " That's Great! " I said excitedly. " Talking Of Dates...Have You Two Got..Anyone? " 

Our faces went white as a sheet. Roger looked at me through the corner of his eye, and I did the same. I felt myself starting to sweat. John looked at me and Roger knowingly, in a way I found eerie. 

" Uh - Freddie, Darling! I - I Think..I Heard..A Knock At..The Door! " he splurted out.

" Oh, Yes? Better See Who That Is. "

As he walked off, without thought, me and Roger gasped out in relief, but when we looked up, John was there smirking at us. 

We blushed in embarrassment.

" I Knew It All Along. " he smiled gently. " If You Dont Wanna Tell Freddie, Dont. I Understand. "

My eyes widened in shock, and Roger gasped again, his pupils shortened quickly.  " Y - Y - Yeah... " I sighed. I reached for Rogers hand, and clenched it tightly, smirking gently.

" It's..True. Yep. You Got It. " said Roger in embarrassment. He looked over at me in sadness, almost. His baby blue eyes twinkled gently as he gazed into mine. Inside, I wanted to give him a small peck, but we were in a fucking recording studio - how could we?

As Freddie walked back, John gave us a wink, and we acted normal again. Roger stared at the ceiling in shame - shame that hurt me to feel.

" So, Where Were We, Darlings? "

" Just At The - The - The Songwriting B - Bit..! " John smiled weakly. I nodded quickly, secretly letting go of Rogers palm while he wasn't looking. Freddie rejoined his arm around John. " Great! " he grinned.

" Let's Get On, Then. "