Author note : Hi my beauties. Back again for another ship week. Hopefully, Viki reminded the prompts as I almost forgot I had to post this one today !! lol Thanks @deakys-chesthair for hosting this week (Nagy csókok, vigyázz magadra ^^). This writing hopefully fits the prompt ‘serenade’ for day two. I hope you enjoy. Thanks in advance for the feedback. Also sorry for the mistakes, English is not my first language.
Summary : Jim and Fred on their own, just in love and fluff
Word Count: 1,662 Words
Warnings: nothing I can think of. Maybe a lil tiny cursing…. nothing too bad.
It had been a year since Queen had given their very last show. The Magic tour had been incredible. They had again seen the audience of so many countries. Sweden, Netherlands, Belgium, Germany, Austria, Hungary, Switzerland, France, Spain, Ireland, and of course United Kingdom. Freddie had really been amazed by Western Europe. So much he had wanted to take Jim Hutton, his partner, for a trip there. The whole band had been recording and composing and writing music. They all agreed they were allowed to have a break. Freddie wanted to give music all he could, while he still had the time, but what was the point if the result would be lame due to a lack of motivation and because of tiredness. And after all, this time alone with Jim would be far from being wasted.
In magazines, journalists had portrayed Freddie like an insatiable lover, having as many partners, men or women, as he could in his life. It was nothing but lies. Yes, the lead singer of Queen had had several lovers in his life. But the thing was they did not love him like he loved them, or at least like he had thought he loved them. It was all different with Jim.
Jim was not perfect of course. But his flaws certainly made him the cutest man to Freddie’s point of view. Jim was never asking for anything even if he knew the singer could afford a fancy living. His partner was merely happy because he was with Freddie, merely happy in the garden taking care of the trees, merely happy. This was all about it. Being happy with Freddie, no matter what. And Freddie could not be more thankful. Something had happened between the two men, and this crazy little thing was called love.
As all of them were having a break, Freddie had decided he would be in charge of offering his lover a wonderful time. For just the two of them. The singer was aware music had an important place in his life, but he wanted to show Jim he was maybe even more important than this. As he had really enjoyed Western Europe, he had thought a cruise on the Danube would be both romantic and relaxing for them. Just the two of them. Freddie was already in heaven. On the different option that were given for the cruises, the singer had made up his mind for one called ‘Danube Waltz’, eights day crossing three countries : starting in Germany, carrying on in Austria and ending in Hungary.
Jim was reading a book, quietly sited in the living room. Freddie arrived next to him, taking his arm.
“Jim?”, he asked.
“Hum?”, he replied, still lazily reading.
“Do you love me?”, the singer carried on. Jim was used to it.
Freddie Mercury was lead singer of Queen, he was a worldwide rock star. People all around the world, people he would meet in the streets, people who would come to his concerts, all of them would tell him they loved him. But it seemed it did not matter. All those people could tell him they loved him endlessly, it would not change a single thing. He wanted to hear it from Jim. He needed to hear it from Jim. The latter did not bother. He was the proudest man on earth and he loved Freddie dearly. What was the point in loving someone if you didn’t tell them?
“I do love you, Freddie Mercury.”, he replied as he closed his book to look at him right in his beautiful eyes. The words had even more meaning when he stared at him. Jim put his book aside and kissed the singer, making sure to prove with his action he was not lying. Freddie then looked at him as well, with a kind smile on his lips.
“I love you too, Jim Hutton. And I have a surprise for you.”
“Oh, Freddie.... You know I don’t need anything.”, Jim said.
“Well, the present is for both of us.”, Freddie replied, still smiling.
Jim was looking at him, and he was hoping the singer could see all the love he had for him at this very moment. Freddie had always been more or less ashamed of his teeth. But after a while, when the two of them were alone, Freddie had become confident and now he would widely smile. Jim could not even describe the feeling. To him, it was as if Freddie really trusted him, as if he could show his real self, without a single ounce of shame, without ever thinking about being embarrassed. If this was not love, what was it?
“Oh, okay.”, Jim carried on. Freddie gave him an enveloppe and his lover turned it to open it properly. Inside, he discovered flight tickets to Germany, but also the tickets for the cruise. Jim looked up, really surprised.
“You could not be with me when touring last year, this time, this moment will be for the two of us.”, Freddie proudly announced.
“Oh, Fred, this is going to be so romantic.”, Jim hugged him, as Freddie was smiling again.
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The cruise was nothing but pure happiness for the two lovers. The two of them would spend most of their time visiting the cities when the boat would stop. When the boat was moving, Jim and Freddie would stay on the deck, hugging each other and admiring the view. It was absolutely stunning, when they would not be close to big cities like Passau, Linz, Krems, Vienna or Bratislava, the nature was merely amazing. They could see huge forests and the trees were taller than any of the ones Jim had seen in his life. It was impossible to count the number of greens the forests would be taking, the number of blues the rivers and the sky would be taking. The cruise was not only very romantic for the two of them, but it was also fortifying.
The cruise was almost coming to an end when they crossed the Hungarian border. Freddie recalled the concert he had given there with his band mates a year before in Nepstadion. He smiled as he recalled he had merely been unable to remember the lyrics he had wanted to sing for the audience in their native languages. As a result, he had written the words in his hand, making sure to read the words in front of them. They had been merely ecstatic, just like in any country when he was showing their flag combined with the Union Jack. Sometimes, a simple gesture would make the others so happy. Jim was slowly falling asleep by his sides, in their shared bed, in the quite not this small cabin. Freddie suddenly had an idea. Yes, it was a simple thing, it would certainly change nothing between the two of them, but it was important.
The following day, as they were visiting a picturesque tiny city of Hungary, Freddie made sure to take his arrangements. This would be happening the following night, right before they would arrive in the Hungarian capital Budapest. After all, this very city was also called the Paris of the East, this would be as romantic as it could be.
The night was slowly falling down and Freddie found a simple pretext to leave the cabin, leaving Jim on his own, just for a moment. The latter frowned when he heard music coming from the window. He headed towards the melody and as he opened it, he saw Freddie, holding a guitar. The singer saw he had his partner’s attention, thus he began to sing, one of his song, ‘Good old fashioned lover boy.’
As he was singing and playing guitar, Jim came out from the window to get closer to him, making sure he would fully appreciate this moment. Freddie was so beautiful, this was perfect : the city lights were shining behind him, his voice was clear and sweet, and even if he always was saying he only knew three chords on the guitar but he was doing very well to his point of view. He quietly waited for his lover to finish his serenade, sweetly smiling at him.
“Fred, this was beautiful.”, he said.
“Do you love me, Jim?”, he asked again.
“I do love you, Freddie Mercury, deep within my heart, and until the end of the earth as you had beautifully said it in another of your song.”, he kindly replied.
“I love you too, Jim. Will you marry me?”, the singer carried on.
“What? Fred, we can’t get married.”, Jim frowned.
“Why not?”
“Because, I’m not even sure there is a single place on this planet where two men could get married.”, Jim replied.
“I’m Freddie Fucking Mercury, I do whatever I want. Jim, will you marry me?”, Freddie repeated.
At this moment, Jim understood this was nothing official, nothing formal, nothing that would be written down on some official piece of paper. Freddie merely wanted to call him his husband, and the other way around of course, and wear a wedding ring, just like any other couple would do.
“Yes.”, Jim eventually replied.
“Yes?”
“Yes. Freddie Mercury, I would be honored to be your husband.”.
Freddie suddenly stood up and jumped in his lover’s arms, kissing him all over his face. He could not be happier. He eventually stepped back a little, opened a little jewelry box and the two of them put a wedding ring on each other’s finger. They hugged each other one more time as they were arriving in the heart of Budapest. Freddie recognized the parliament and laughed a little.
“I’ve made arrangements last year. This palace can be ours if you will.”, he joked, and Jim laughed.
“I don’t care where I live, as long as I’m in your arms Freddie. I love you.”
Freddie sighed in happiness. He would never get tired of hearing these words to him from Jim.
Author’s note : Hi my beauties. This very tiny short writing is for JimercuryWeek2020, hosted by the sweet @deakys-chesthair . It is just a little thing to fit the prompt ‘Dry Humping’. Anyways, I hope you like it. Please also note English is not my first language, so please forgive my mistakes. Enjoy and as always, thanks a lot in advance for the feedback.
Warnings : this is a smutty thing. If you are not confortable with this kind of writings, just pass. (Ideally, only +18 please). Also note that during an intercourse, consent must be given and communication is also required.
Freddie was already in bed, lazily reading his book. Jim arrived and smirked. The singer was shirtless and he loved it. He came closer to him and gently took his book to put it on the bedside table.
“I was actually reading, but whatever.”, Freddie said, slightly disappointed.
“Is it interesting?”, Jim asked as he sat next to him on the edge of the bed.
“It was....”, Freddie joked.
“I’m sure you’ll find this even more interesting....”, Jim carried on as he came on top of him and gently kissed him.
Freddie could not help but agree. He loved Jim so much. Every single moment spent with him was nothing but pleasure, but in this very case, the pleasure was certainly going to be intense.
The singer slowly caressed his partner, never stopping their kisses,then went to try and take his pants off.
“No.... We are keeping them on.”, Jim told him.
“What? But....”, Freddie started to complain.
“You’ve had a life before knowing me, Freddie Mercury. Let me show you what I’ve learnt.”, he teased him.
Freddie put his head back on the pillows, smiling at Jim. This morning he thought he could not love the man more, but he was wrong. His lover had never judged him for his past and he was proving it this time again. This was the real love Freddie had been waiting for all his life.
Jim carried on kissing him, but started to create friction between both their bodies, making Freddie sing delicious moans only him could hear. How satisfying.... Both their breaths were getting heavier, and Jim was glad to see it was perfectly working. Freddie was just letting himself go and it was all perfect.
“Oh my God, Jim.... this is quite....”, Freddie started to say once again, but the pleasure he was having was getting more and more intense.
“That’s right, lover boy. Come for me whenever you may.”, Jim gently told him, never leaving the motion between the two of them.
Eventually, Jim felt Freddie come underneath him and again he heard a beautiful moan from his lover’s mouth.
“Jim, baby. This.... This was so great.... I don’t believe it.”, the singer said as he was trying to catch his breath again.
“Told you you’d find it interesting.”, Jim smiled at him.
“Okay, my turn to show you what I know.”, Freddie teased him as he kindly pushed Jim on his back on the matress. Jim raised an eyebrow. He knew he was not going to be disappointed.
“Look! I bet you that I can get this to the top” I said as I handed over a 50p and grabbed the mallet. I looked back at Jim just to make sure he was watching then swung the mallet above my head and brought it down with as much force as I could.
It didn’t even go above my head...
“Oh, baby, that was good!” Jim put his arm around me and showed me where it went to, “you’re so strong, look” he moved his hand up a little to exaggerate it but I was so embarrassed.
“I’m not... can we just go?” I asked and he sighed a little, taking me over to one of the ring tosses and holding my face in his hands.
“Don’t feel bad about it, okay? So what you’re not strong, maybe you’re good at this” he kissed the tip of my nose then gave me 30p which I used to play. Turns out I was really good at the ring toss and managed to get us a load of stuffies. I got Jim a huge teddy bear that he carried around on his shoulders and a turtle and won myself a giant sloth and a bear with ‘I love you’ written on a heart it was holding.
I did give Jim the bear and carried my giant sloth like a baby all the way home which made me completely forget about my embarrassment, it was much nicer to have huge stuffies.
I offered everyone a cup of tea and had a good few orders so Freddie came out to help me make them. I got all of our mugs out of the cupboard and told him which one was whose but he got picky and switched all of them, “you can’t just give anyone these mugs, the mug has to fit them” he told me and I rolled my eyes as I boiled the kettle.
“Alright, you choose yours and I’ll do the rest” I said and he picked one out of the cupboard, putting it down on the counter with the others. I made all of the drinks and Freddie was my waitress, handing the drinks out as I made them, until I brought out our two and he stayed sat down.
He snuggled himself under my arm and chatted casually with his friends then took a sip of the tea and I noticed exactly which mug he’d chosen.
“Why do we even have that mug?” I chuckled and Freddie looked up at me.
“Because we’re dads” he smiled then proceeded to get up and find as many cats as he could, bringing them into the main room, “see? Our children! We’re dads!” He shouted across the room and his friends started laughing as he kissed each kitty on top of the head.
I was bright red, of course.
“Come on, Jim, aren’t you proud of your kids?” Straker joked and my face went an even darker shade of red.
“Yeah... I guess I am but they’re more-“
“Good! Coming in!” Freddie plopped himself back down next to me and kissed my hand, “don’t get so embarrassed, love, the kids are nothing to be embarrassed about”
I grabbed a pair of pants and some clothes from the clean pile as I passed it and took them into the bedroom to get changed. I got out of my pyjamas and threw them in for a wash then got into the underpants and they seemed way too big for me.
“Jimmy, did you stretch my pants?” I shouted and the bathroom door opened so Jim could poke his head in. I showed him how big they were and he burst out laughing.
“Those are mine! Take ‘em off, love, I’ll get you another pair” he chuckled and I sighed as I slipped the pants off and threw them to him.
“Some sort of bloody granny pants you wear, they’re huge!”
“Big ass needs big pants” he winked at me and I rolled my eyes, pulling my shirt on. He got me one of my pants and I put them on whilst he watched me, “Y’know what else is big. My co-“
“No! Babe, as much as I love you, I don’t need to hear about it” I interrupted him and he laughed.
“That was the first thing I heard from you, though”
“I’ll say this once and never again... I was a disaster of a gay, okay? Plus, you must’ve liked it because you stayed” I smiled and he blushed.
“Nah, I stayed because you’re cute... and because I love you” he blew me a kiss and I caught it, putting it to my heart.
“Love you too, Jimmy” I kissed his cheek and both of us were blushing like mad.
“Babe, look, it snowed last night” Freddie poked my arm over and over until I swatted his hand away and rolled over.
“I’m trying to sleep, love, come back to bed” I groaned but he wouldn’t stop, he came around to my side of the bed and knelt right in front of me and started playing with my face, twirling my hair and pinching my cheeks until I opened my eyes again, “stop it”
“No, I want you to see the snow” he pouted and I sighed, rubbing my eyes.
“Alright, alright. Out the way, love” I said and he helped me out of bed then took me over to the window. He was right, it really had snowed, the whole garden was covered in a sheet of white and the only marks were tiny pawprints that scattered from the back door.
“Get ready, darling, I want to go out in it” he threw some clothes at me and I whined as it hit me right in the head.
“Calm down, we’ll get out there” I went over and kissed his head then took my hat off of my lamp and put it on him, “got to keep you warm”
He blushed and smiled softly, smoothing down his jacket, as I picked up the clothes and started to change into them. It didn’t really match but I didn’t care, Freddie was so giddy with excitement that I didn’t have time to care.
I ran a comb through my hair as Freddie dragged me by the hand, down the stairs and out the back door, “wait! Let me put the comb down” I laughed and Freddie giggled as I threw the comb into the house.
We walked around a little and admired all the snow in the trees and on the wall. “It’s so beautiful... I’ll change that” Freddie scooped up a snowball and threw it at me. I gasped dramatically then scooped up a snowball of my own and threw it at him, accidentally getting him right in the face.
“No! Babe I’m so sorry!” I rushed over and hugged him, rubbing his face off, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry” I repeated and looked at him to see he was all red in the face and frowning.
“My own husband... out of everyone” he frowned and I held his cheek.
“I didn’t mean to” I rubbed his cheek, “I didn’t mean to hit your face, love”
He looked at me then let out a high-pitched laugh, “Jimmy! I’m only joking! I don’t mind” he kissed my cheek then shivered quite violently.
“Okay, we’re going back inside now” I told him and led him by the arm to the house and helped him get his boots off at the door so he didn’t walk snow all in the house, “go put the fire on, love, I’ll get us some tea”
I got inside and made two cups of tea then took them in to see Freddie on the floor, blowing on the tiniest of flames and getting really pale.
“I don’t know how you do this, babe... it’s so hard” he whined as I got down next to him and put some more wood on the fire. It immediately caught and the both of us sat in front of it to warm up, sipping on the warm tea.
Freddie looked over at me then silently scooted over and wriggled himself under my arm. I looked down at him and gently pet his hair, “are you warmer now?” I asked and he nodded.
“He doesn’t remember me, Rog... he doesn’t even know my name” I sobbed over Jim’s picture as the drummer rubbed my back.
“He’ll remember you, Fred, just find him. Go get a haircut if you have to, just talk to him” Roger said and I wiped my eyes in my shirt, one of the his&his shirts me and Jim got together.
He helped me pick something out to wear and basically forced me out of the house and down to the barber’s shop where Jim worked. I saw him through the window and had to hide my smile as I walked in and went up to the little desk.
It was only Jim there so he had to stop what he was doing to come over. “Hello, have you got an appointment?” He asked and I shook my head, clearing my throat.
“Uh, no... do you do walk-ins?” I asked and he nodded.
“Yep, just take a seat and I’ll call you when I’m done” he smiled so I took a seat and watched as he trimmed the guy’s hair then turned around and waved me over, flashing me that beautiful smile again.
I sat in the chair and wrung my hands with nerves as he got the other guy out the door then came up behind me and put the little cape on me. “What is it today?” He asked and I looked at him in the mirror.
“Just a trim... um, could you trim my moustache as well or do you not do that?” I asked and he nodded.
“I certainly can. Do you want your feet up?” He asked and I shook my head then watched him as he expertly trimmed the top of my hair. “A lot of people have this hairstyle now, you know. I’ve cut it a lot in these last few months” he chuckled and the blood dropped out of my face.
He hasn’t actually been a hairdresser for years, he lived with me and worked at home but after his accident with the pond, he doesn’t remember any of it. It really made me want to cry but I couldn’t, I would freak him out if I did.
We didn’t really talk much whilst he was doing my hair and especially when he was trimming my moustache but when he’d finished and I’d paid for everything, it seemed he was being quite flirty with me.
“Do you live nearby?” He asked and I nodded, blushing like a schoolgirl.
“Yeah, just around the corner... how about you?” I asked and he looked at me like he couldn’t remember.
“Um... I’m close by, yeah. Would you like to get drinks with me sometime?” He asked and I nodded.
And from there, we started it all over again. I did change a few things in my pick-up technique but everything else stayed the same. It wasn’t as nice as the first time but I was just glad to have my Jim back.
