Drunk / Freddie

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A/N- I'm back again. This was a quick sort of thing. I hope you like it. Thanks for the request MarvelFan839

This was requested to be a fem-reader, otherwise I try and make it neutral. I'm sorry.

You trusted Freddie. You really did. When he said he was going to go get some drinks with Roger you had no worries, not until Rog called and said that Freddie was hammered.

You sighed in frustration. Surprisingly, you had never been around Freddie while he was drunk so you weren't sure what to expect. You straightened up the living room and made room for him on the couch because he sure as hell wasn't sleeping in the bed with you. You filled him a glass of water and got him an aspirin.

You sat and waited after you finished. When you heard Roger's car pull up you jumped slightly and walked to the door. You waited for them to reach you. You listened intently when you heard sobbing.

As Roger and Freddie got closer you could see that Freddie was being completely supported by Roger. You could now hear that he was full on crying.
"What's wrong with him? Is he hurt?" You questioned. Roger chuckled. "He's fine. He's just over emotional. It's actually kind of funny."

You grimaced when Freddie started sobbing louder. You stepped aside to let Roger in. He carried Freddie across the room and dropped him on the couch. "Thank you. I'm not sure I would've been able to get him." You said. Roger only nodded and then walked over to you. "I've got to go. I have some drum loops to record early tomorrow. Call Bri or Deaky if you need help."

You grabbed his shoulder. "You're leaving me? Alone? With him?" You weren't scared of him or anything like that. You just didn't want to put up with him. Roger laughed. "You'll be fine. I've gotta go." To Freddie he said, "Bye, Fred." Freddie sniffed and then mumbled, "Goodbye, Roggie."

Roger patted your shoulder and left. You went over and sat next to Freddie. You sat quietly for a few minutes. Freddie looked over at you. "Can you take me somewhere, please? I have to go somewhere." He asked. You looked back, confused. "Where do you have to go."

"I have to go to Y\N's house. I have to be with her."

You took a minute to process what he was saying. You sat quietly. You weren't sure how to respond to him. "Um. .. No. I can't. Why don't we just stay here?" You suggested. Freddie sighed. "No. Y\N will not be very happy if I stayed here. I have to go to her." He spoke surprisingly clear.

You thought about something to say. "I'll talk with Y\N. She'll understand. I promise. Why don't you tell me about her. " You planned to have fun with this. Freddie leaned back against the couch. He looked up at the ceiling. "My girl, my girl... talking 'bout my giiirrlll... " he sang softly.

All of a sudden he jerked his head over to look at you. "I love her. I love her so much... Oh, I love her." He mumbled. Then he started to whisper, "I love her more than Deaky. Don't tell him though."

You laughed hard but then put your hand over your mouth when he looked hurt. You remembered that he was over emotional and realized you probably hurt his feelings.

"W-why did you laugh at me?" Freddie started to cry. You reached over and rubbed his arm. He pulled away quickly.

"I wasn't laughing at you. Just something you said. You're quite funny, Fred." You explained. He looked at you, confused. Then he started laughing hysterically.

He hit your arm gently. "I am funny." He laughed.
"Shhh, Freddie. Calm down. You are funny." You chuckled.

"Miss, I'm tired." Freddie said out of nowhere. You held back a laugh. You nodded.

"Do you know who I am?" You asked. Freddie shook his head. You had to try even harder to hold back your laughter even though you already knew he didn't know who you were.

"I have a secret." You whispered. He leaned closer. "Tell me!" He said excitedly. "I'm... Y\N." He gasped, clearly surprised. Freddie began to look you over. He touched your arm and then your hand. He took your hand in his and held it tight.

"It is you." He sighed. He leaned over until his head was resting on your shoulder. "I love you." He breathed out. "I love you, too." You replied.

You sat in silence until you heard quiet snores. You looked down to see Freddie sleeping. You really didn't want to wake him but the position you were in was very uncomfortable. You stood up slowly and roused him. "Where are you going? Are you leaving me? Please don't leave me." He pleaded.

Your heart broke. He actually thought you were going to leave him. He sat up and grabbed your hands. He put them to his face and held them there. A tear rolled down his face. "Don't leave me." He whimpered.

"I'm not leaving. I'm staying with you." Freddie nodded but held your hands firmly to his face. At the beginning of the night you had planned to make him sleep on the couch but he was so vulnerable and lonely. You couldn't do that to him.

"Come on. Let's get you upstairs." You said. Freddie didn't say anything but stood up when you backed away from him. He started to wobble as he tried to walk to you. You could see that he was getting very frustrated. Tears soon welled up in his eyes. He was very emotional.

"I need help." He whimpered. You walked over to him and put your arms around his waist. His arm went around your shoulders. You then made your long journey up the stairs. You stumbled a few times but managed to not get hurt.

You opened your shared bedroom door and led Freddie in. He flopped on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. You went over to your dresser and picked out some pajamas for Freddie and yourself. You quickly dressed and then helped him.

When you had finished you climbed into bed. Freddie was already there and was staring at your side. Your eyes met his and you saw love flow through them. "I love you." He whispered. "I love you." You answered back. Freddie moved his head onto your chest and wrapped his arms around you. He fell asleep within minutes.

You had to admit, drunk Freddie was needy but sweet at the same time. You didn't care though. As long as you were with him, you were happy.

A\N- It's not my best work but here we are. I'll have some more chapters up soon. Requests are always welcome.

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