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Time travel rescue pt. 2; 11th Doctor x teen reader ft. Queen

"Let's go my darlings it's shopping time!"

"In a second Fred, I'm still wrapping up her arm." Roger told him as he went back to wrapping my forearm delicately. Freddie came over and sat on the other side of me and he asked me.

"Did you sleep okay dear?"

"Yeah, like a baby actually."

"Good. That's just what you needed after what happened to you. But are you sure you don't want to make a police report about this?" he said as he stroked his fingers through my hair. Aww Freddie god bless you, why were you taken away from us so soon? We really could've used you in today's society.

"I'm sure Fred. Besides I doubt they'd believe me. I didn't even see their faces. They wore black masks over their faces so I couldn't even see their faces."

"Alright darling. Well once blondie's done here, I know just the thing to help boost your spirits up. A nice, well deserved shopping day."

"There, I'm done."

"Marvelous my darlings, let's go!" Freddie stood up gracefully and raised his hands over his head and clapped them once.

"Hold on you rotter, we still need to get dressed. I'd rather not go out in my pajamas in the bloody cold." Roger guided me towards the bedroom once more and I said to him.

"Uhh Rog. What am I gonna wear?"

"Just relax love, I'm sure I got something." He went through his closet and pulled out a pair of denim jeans as well as a queen hoodie that looked like he had taken from Deacy. He also took out a fur coat and said. "Will this do?"

"Yeah. Again I really appreciate you sharing your clothes with me."

"Like I said last night, it's no trouble. When Queen was first starting off, we barely had enough money to buy new clothes so we pretty much shared clothes with each other. I think we each had a chance at wearing one shirt for different photoshoots on separate occasions."

"Wow I—I never knew that." Liar. Of course I knew that, I've seen the pictures of the guys wearing the same shirts on tumblr that someone posted. Once again I got changed in the loo and once I got out, Roger went inside and proceeded to do his health and beauty stuff.

While he brushed his teeth and brushing through his long blonde hair, I couldn't help but stare at him. Now I'll admit, I did fall for the handsome 1970's Roger Taylor (in fact 70's and 80's Roger I had a crush on) but then my crush slowly faded away and turned to something else, it's like I—kinda pictured a sorta brother-sister relationship.

"Could you take any longer getting ready Rog? I swear you take longer than me!" Freddie complained as he leaned up against the bedroom door.

"It's called a miracle Fred. And envy is an ugly thing on you." Roger teased to which Freddie flipped him the bird. God they really were soulmates, I can't imagine just how hurt Roger was finding out Fred died when he was just about to see him in a matter of minutes.

"Are we ready to go yet?" Freddie whined as Roger fluffed his hair out and shook his wild mess of hair like a lion shaking his mane and said.

"Alright you impatient bugger. Let's go (y/n)." I was then put in between them and we left Roger's room.

As we drove through downtown London, we soon came across a shop that closed down before my time but it was starting grounds for both Roger and Freddie, Kensington Market.

"Hope you don't mind coming here love. We would take you to Biba but that's all the way on East London and we're scheduled for a rehearsal by noon." Roger said.