34 years since Live Aid! If only I could go back in time to watch it. I can't wait until the 39th anniversary comes up UwU.
They're so cute I'm crying! 😍😭 the way Deaky has is smol little fist up and Freddie is just staring into the crowd. Brimi's locks have never looked better and Roger's perfect smile!!! I can't-
I talk to much lol
After an unexpectedly longer day of work, Roger returned home to his boyfriend and bandmate Freddie. The year was 1993 and on November 21st 1991 a Swedish medical team made a breakthru in world history. They found the cure for Aids, saving Freddie's life. As soon as Freddie's condition got better, he and Roger made their relationship official and bought a flat together.
"FREDDUMS IM HOME!" Roger shouted. Freddie came around the corner with an apron and one of the huge chef hat things in and gave Roger a huge hug and spun him around.
"Hello my dear, your home late, I was so worried I almost had a sheer heart attack!" Freddie said.
"It's alright I just had an extra long shift, sorry." Roger said rubbing the back of his neck. "It's alright dear, I tried to make dinner."
The two walked into the kitchen. The only way to describe the scene was havoc. There was a pot that had water boiling over it, a frying man with dark grey smoke coming from it, the fridge door wide open, and the toaster smoking.
"I sort of forgot about the food but I'm sure it's fine." Fred said walking calmly over to the boiling pot. He turned off the gas and looked into the pot. "It would seem I forgot the food." He laughed.
"Maybe cheese on toast is in order?" Roger suggested. "Already ahead of you dear." Freddie says nonchalantly pulling two completely burn pieces of toast out of the toaster.
"What would Deaky think?" Roger said pointing to the toast.
"Maybe you should cook." Freddie said taking his apron off and putting the hat on Roger's floofy blonde hair. Within 15 minutes Roger had two full plates of cheese on toast prepared for the two. He also managed to make two cups of tea with 1 3/7 sugars exactly. They ate then spent the Sunday afternoon lazing. Before they knew it, the time was 3:39 am.
(Why can't they're be 39 hours in a day?)
Freddie lay nestled into Roger's chest sound asleep. Roger carfully picked the Persian popping jay up and placed him under the duevet. Roger got himself and Freddie undressed and climbed into bed to snuggle Freddie. He memorized the older's facial details, almost as if he was seeing them for the first time.
"You take my breath away." Roger said before kissing Freddie in the forehead and pulling him closer.
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