He woke up, gasping for breath and blushing radiantly. He looked at where the taller man would be on his left, snoozing peacefully, but he wasn't about. He felt so warm yet so still and scared. His eyes striped up the stairs where he knew comforting friends awaited.

Roger waddled uncomfortably into Freddie & Johns room where they were sat talking with mugs of tea. It was night, and Brian had gone out to feed the chickens and ducks. They didn't notice him until they heard his quivering fist on the door. They kindly welcomed him in, but something about the way he looked, the shaking vibration of his hips, the moisture of his eyes..something wasn't right.

" I..I Need To..I Need To..Talk..With You..Two. " he stammered, twiddling his fingers as they sat cross - legged on the bed. It was clear something had happened that Roger couldn't keep inside. Freddie and his lover hummed as if to say ' Go On. '

" I..I..Had A Dream... " He gushed gently out, finally looking at them, watching as John rose up to close the door behind them. " What Kind Of A Dream? " John said softly as he sat back down, taking a second to glare at the vocalist next to him. " A...A...A... " Roger squeaked shakily.

" A..A Sex...Dream. " he admitted in dissatisfaction with himself. Freddie chuckled a little and John smirked cheekily, both their actions making Roger Feel a little upset. " W - With Who..? " gently giggled Freddie, containing himself and leaning into the screechy mattress. Roger sighed glumly, looking at the picture of him and Brian on their desk.

" Y - Y - You Wouldn't Understand...You Being Together And All..You Wouldn't..Get It. It's Not Really..You..Two. "

" Roger, You Can Tell Us. How Long Have We Known Each-other Now? - About 6 Years. Real Friends Keep True Secrets..If You Give It A Chance. " John advised with a proud smile. Freddie patted his back lovingly, tilting his head in admiration. The blonde did not look at them as he spoke. " I..I..Dreamed..Of..A Guy..A Guy..I Dreamed Of...B..Brian... " he said, an unexpected tone of sorrow in his voice. He hiccuped a tear, his lips trembling and his nose and eyes steamy and pink. He felt Freddie & John look at each other in shock for a second.

" Brian? "

" Brian. "

" Don't Cry About It, Darling! Did You Want The Dream? " Freddie smiled, a sigh in his voice. He felt a familiar hand touch his shoulder, comforting him. Johns hand. He let go and put his palms in the gap of his legs again. " I - I Don't Know...! " Roger sobbed helplessly.

" Do You Like Brian? " asked John, a slight bit of excitement in his tongue as he adjusted his shape so Roger could see his supporting face and his grinning lips. Roger flattened his face in his hands, but not muffling his voice. He knew the obvious answer - but how to admit it?

" It's Okay If You Do, Rog. You Know How Good We Are At Secrets, Yes? "

Roger grumbled a silent " Mhm. " As in a yes.

" So, Do You Like Brian? " John asked again in a more impatient tone. Roger breathed out before sighing his response.

" Yeah. " he said sadly, lowering his head, knowing that now the whole band except for his very crush, knew his biggest ever secret. He did know though that in fact, they were great friends, great friends who could keep secrets until it was no longer secret to Brian.

 Suddenly, Roger felt himself hugged by his bandmates. He could sense them smiling at him and actually understanding him. It made him feel better, and he hugged the musicians back. " Thanks For Understanding. " He smiled warmly. They commented back as Roger started to yawn. " I'm So Tired. " he grumbled stiffly, getting up. The other two allowed him into his bedroom where he took his jeans off, leaving his boxers on, took his shirt off and dozed quietly on the creaky mattress. At least sleeping wasn't as dramatic as living in a farmhouse for a month or two. 

~ Freddie & John ~

" I Told You, Didn't I, Love? They're Meant To Be! "

" A Real Power Couple If You Ask Me! "

" Divine.. "

They cradled over each-other, sniggering in joy and silently celebrating as they dreamily blinked over Roger's romantic dream. Freddie sneaked a mousey Kiss onto John's cheek. " So..How Are We Gonna Keep This One..? " he asked farcically.

" I'm Not Sure. " Deaky grinned in a monotone. " It's A Big Ask..Having A Crush... " he added, tapping his thin, dainty lips at the side. Freddie slowly leapt up And pranced sluggishly around the room. " I - I Cant Keep This One! " he laughed. " Oh Yes You Can. " his boyfriend demanded seriously, shifting his thick brows with concern. " For Roger. Do It For Roger's Sake. "

" Oh Fine! Don't Depend On It, Lovey! "