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Lol Because I'm going on a camping trip I'm going to try to write the hecc out of my camping series but in the mean time have some Deacury, because I must agree with Bebin, THERE ISNT ENOUGH DEACURY IN THIS WORLD.

John sat at home in his small flat he shared with his abusive father. He had his bedroom door locked hoping it would keep his father out when he returned home from drinking. John was currently traveling at the speed of light packing a bag to run away. He was barely over 18 and still struggling to find a job but that didn't matter. He couldn't be punched around anymore. Once his bag was packed he walked to his door and as John grabbed the handle he heard a loud bang downstairs. He froze when he heard the yell of his father.

"I AM GOING TO BEAT YOUR ASS!" He boomed.

John quickly opened his small window and threw his small bag out of the window. As he was about to jump out of the window himself, his father began to pound on the door.

"LET ME IN AND MAYBE I WON'T HIT YOU WITH A BELT AGAIN!" He screeched. John gulped and looked down at the ground where his bag lay in the moonlight. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath and jumped out of the window landing awkwardly on his ankle. When he hit the ground he let out a small yelp, he got up and tried to walk but had twisted his ankle making it very difficult to walk.

John awkwardly stumbled and ran down the side walk and into an alley way hoping to avoid the sheer wrath of his father. He suddenly saw a figure at the end of the alleyway. He gasped and tried to run backwards but only ran into another tall man. Both men backed John into the brick wall behind him and smirked at each other then at him.

"Well, what do we have here?" One man said.

"A lost lamb. Tell me boy just what are you doing here?" The other replied.

"I-I ran away from home." John stuttered with tears forming in his eyes.

"Well then, why don't you come back to our place, we can show you a good time." The tallest man winked.

John's eyes bulged when he realized what they would do to him.

"N-No thank you" He said.

"You don't have much of a choice." The man got closer to John who then kicked the man in the stomach making him hunch over in pain. "You bitch! Your going to get what's coming to you!" He said charging at John who was now sitting in the ground with tears streaming down his face. Just as the man grabbed John's shoulder there was a yell.

"Leave him alone!" The voice shouted. Deaky turned his head to see a man with the brim of his glasses pulled way down low. He immediately felt warm and safe. The man had THICC black locks of hair, chocolate brown eyes, and cheek bones that could cut a bitch. The men stared at the man confused that he was just standing there smirking.

Suddenly some blonde woman came around the corner and let out what could only be described as a scream that was hand crafted in the lap of the gods. The men collapsed to their knees with a shimmer and tears in their eyes.

The man with glasses came over to John and helped him up. "Are you ok?" He asked. John replied with a shy "no." The man took John back to his flat and offered him an extra room he had.

"You never did tell me your name." John said suddenly.

"Oh, excuse my rude manners dear, it's Freddie."

"That's a cute name." John said.

The realization of what had just been said hit John and he blushed and looked at his feet. Freddie did the same.

"What about you? What's your name?" Freddie asked still blushing.

"John, I was born August 19 1951."

"Freddie Mercury born September 5 1946."

Both men laughed and sat on the sofa together watching the television. Suddenly John's stomach growled loudly.

"I'm sorry, I would make us somthing to eat but I'm not a very good chef." Freddie chuckled.

"Do you have bread and cheese?"

"Yes."

"What about a toaster?"

"Yes? Where are you going with this?"

John jumped up from the couch and made cheese on toast while Freddie watched him curiously from the couch. When John was done he brought two plates of what smelled like heaven on a plate.

"What is it?" Freddie asked.

"Cheese on toast, it's actually very good." John said taking a big bite and smiling that cute ass smile. (Y'all Know the one I'm talking about)

 (Y'all Know the one I'm talking about)

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HE IS SO ADORABLE I CAN'T BREATHE)

Freddie took a bite out of the side of the toast and chewed for a few seconds before looking at John with his own extremely cute ass smile! (Extreme UwU)

Freddie took a bite out of the side of the toast and chewed for a few seconds before looking at John with his own extremely cute ass smile! (Extreme UwU)

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"This is very delicious!" He said happily. Both boys chuckled and enjoyed their meal. Afterwards they cleaned up and Freddie got John's room ready.

"John?" Freddie said before shutting the light off.

"Yes?"

"W-Would you like to join me? I don't like being alone. I don't sleep well."

"S-sure." John said. He changed into is pajamas and layed in bed next to Freddie who had only boxers on. John climbed under the covers not feeling cold anymore.

"Goodnight John" Freddie said.

"Goodnight, and I thank you and that Blonde woman for saving me." John said.

"That wasn't a woman." Freddie chuckled.

John's eyes buldged in awe as he turned into his side and fell asleep in the comfort of a new and much better home, along with much better company.

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Lmao it's 3 am and this is shit but oh well.

Thank you for reading frens!

-Callie 💜

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