His brain felt like it was being drilled out of his head. 

His eyes throbbed and his temples ached horridly. 

Roger had to hide his face in his soft, purple blankets to avoid the unbearable light hitting his face, blinded, but still attempting to find the curtains to lock the painful brightness out.

Roger, only able to see black because of the duvet, felt himself drop freakishly for a millisecond before he was caught by two gentle, frail hands by his shoulders. The man pulled the curtains over, and Roger released the duvet from his pale face.

" Steady There, Roger. " smiled Brian, letting the boy sit at the edge of his bed, not even acknowledging Brian's kindness. Silence hit the room, and Brian felt himself tense around the usually springy drummer.

" Everything Okay? " the tall boy mumbled softly, looking at Rogers concerned face. " I'm Okay. " he said numbly.

Brian gently bit his bottom lip, not taking his eyes off of his longtime crush, and said a little seriously; " Stop Telling Me You're Okay. You're Not  "

" Yeah. You're Bloody Right I'm Not. " Roger said, getting louder. " I'VE GOT A BLOODY MENTAL PROBLEM, BRIAN! SOMETIMES, WHEN I SAY IM OKAY I REALLY DON'T MEAN THAT... "

Roger took a second to examine Brian's distressed face, his worried eyes, and so he exhaled and stared down at his feet.

 " Sorry. " he bumbled quietly. 

" Please Understand..What I'm Going Through Right Now. The Whole ' Bad News ' Thing..They're Right. I Do Change From Mood To Mood Without Thinking..But I Cant Help It, Brian..! I Feel Really...Strange. Like..Scarred. You'll..You'll Still Tolerate My...Problems..Won't You? "

The blonde's little puppy eyes messed with Brian's lovesick head, he was no stranger to the horrible feeling of wanting to kiss someone so bad but it would only be wrong, or you simply couldn't. He stared at Roger deeply and truthfully, and nodded with a grin. 

Roger smirked back, and hugged him quickly, but not rushed. 

The band did a good job of making Roger feel like nothing had happened. Freddie and John were simply in the kitchen, chatting while they packed some of their items and clothing to finally leave the dusty, useless farmhouse. Brian sat at his desk in the living area, reading books about space and stars. 

And Roger just sat alone in the studio, listening to the old demo songs - he sounded so happy in those, and look at him now, he thought to himself, lighting a cigar to smoke, a good escape From the unpleasant atmosphere in his head. 

As he inhaled and exhaled the smoke, he felt his head hurt less and his world feel a little brighter.

He felt a weak, lovey dovey and unexpected smirk streak across his cheeks, only small, but it sure felt better than frowning all the while.

 He pressed the cigarette into one of several ash trays, and stood up. Brian was gone from his spot, and the sound of sweet guitar was softly playing in his room.

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The sound was so beautiful, so tender and soft. Brian's voice was perfect, so romantic and generous. Roger simply wanted to sway with him to the music he was playing himself. He stood outside the guitarist's door, a little too shy to come in.

" Bright Are The Stars That Shine, 

Dark Is The Sky...

I Know This Love Of Mine...

Will Never Die -

And I Love Him.. "

Roger blushed intensely, wishing that song was for him, but knowing it definitely wasn't. Brian probably had met this lad before they started recording the album, and was lying to Roger because he didn't want him lonely. The thought made him tense, and he sat down in between Brian's door and his own, listening to the soft sound of Brian's voice, so beautiful, and it wasn't singing to him.

Brian strummed gently on his acoustic, thoughts of Roger in his head, all the memories, all the hugs and compliments, every reason why he loved his band mate. And then the not so lovely thoughts. His fear of asking Roger out, Roger's condition, the awkwardness. He didn't know whether to smile or frown, so he shortened the song and stopped the singing, ready to pack everything up.

He picked up the little picture of him and his crush in Japan, Rogers head close to his, their eyes twinkling, fireworks setting off in the background - all the great thoughts flooded back, the laughter, the friendship, the jokes. All to and for the boy he wished he could tell the truth to.

Touching the picture, up to Roger's hair gently, he placed it in his bag, in one pocket especially for keep-safe objects.

" I Love That Picture. " said a high - pitched, grateful voice behind him, making him blush and jump a little. " Oh! Uh- Yeah. That Was Really Fun Back There. "

Roger's head rested on Brian's shoulder as they spent a few minutes looking through all the pictures they had taken of eachother, and with each other in Japan, giggling like excited girls the whole way through.

Brian looked over at the blonde, gulped, and tried his luck with a little physical attention. He smoothed Roger's hair out of his face and kissed his cheek lightly, looking him in his deep, sexy eyes. Roger went a peachy pink colour, smirking softly.

They started to nuzzle at the side of each other's faces, enjoying the feeling of little love sparks flying off from their blushing cheeks. This was probably the most romantic thing Roger had ever done, saying him and Brian Both were virgins still. ( hehe. )

Brian's warm breath on Rogers face made him tense and freeze up, smiling uncontrollably. He had no idea why or how he was doing this with Brian, but it felt strangely natural. It felt calm, and friendly. His mind however was rushing with unconditional love and attraction towards the man softly nuzzling him, his hand around Roger's waist.

" Did You Guys Finally- "

" NO! " they shouted the moment they heard Freddie's voice, and pulled away with no emotion at all.

 " Skinny Love! " The Couple said in sync. 

" It Wasn't Like I Was Gonna Throw Rog On The Bed And Fuck Him?! Brian accidentally blurted out, his dirty mind releasing at the worst point. 

Roger stared at him, petrified and confused, and Freddie and Deaky screamed in joy.

" S - Sorry. " he said, followed by a little chuckle. Roger made a " eh. " sound and looked at his feet, starting to sweat. " Roger's Blushing..!! " Freddie said joyfully, nudging his boyfriend and making him smirk toothily at the power couple by the window.

Brian walked out, and Roger's newly diagnosed temper got the better of him. He hated to see his crush annoyed, especially because of people right in front of him.

" YOU TWO ARE JUST LITTLE FANBOY SHITS! SHUT THE FUCK UP, LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE AND STOP RUINING THIS TRIP! I WISH I'D NEVER CAME ALONG ON THIS MOTHERFUCKING MESSED UP TRIP! I WOULD'VE BEEN BETTER AT MY HOUSE ALL ALONE WITHOUT YOU TWO BEING STUPID BITCHES AND RUINING EVERYTHING! "

The house fell silent. John, who was gobsmacked, got pulled in close to Freddie, and Freddie narrowed his eyebrows.

" Ever Heard Of Joyfulness, Roger? "

" No. " he muttered.