Give you the world. // ben!Roger Taylor X reader
hi so this is my first ever queen imagine!! it was meant to be short but it ended up as 2.7K lol. enjoy. PLEASE REQUEST ILL WRITE ANYTHING JUST ASK
You had been with roger since your senior year of high school. You’ve had your ups and downs, but you’ve stuck together through it all. Queen had just recently finished a tour in America and the boys were already back in the studio writing and recording the next album.
You usually spent any day you could in the studio with the boys but today you were at home babysitting your 2-month-old niece. Your sister had just had her gorgeous little girl with her husband of almost a year, but he was working today, and your sister had a work function that she just couldn’t get out of. Your niece, Charlotte was the perfect baby. So, you spent the day making bottles, changing nappies and singing lullabies. It was almost 4 pm and Charlotte had tired you out. She had been screaming bloody murder for a good twenty minutes before falling asleep on your chest. You would have sighed of relief if it weren’t for the fear of waking the precious child.
You and Roger had spoken theoretically about having kids since you were teens. You would both laugh at the ridiculous names you both came up with and Roger would always promise to give you and your kids the world. You would never admit it to Roger but from the second your sister fell pregnant you felt an ache in your heart. You knew it was silly and Roger would never hurt your feelings intentionally but the thought of asking him and about and getting the “ it’s just not the right time y/n “ or something like that made you want to cry.
You lied down in your bedroom, Charlotte was fast asleep on the bed, surrounded by pillows and cushions.you had planned just to watch her, to ensure she didn’t wake but before you knew it your eyes fluttered shut.
Roger walked in and noticed just how quiet it was. He knew you had been watching Charlotte today and he smiled as he looked around. There were toys, blankets and bottles lazily placed around the house. But you and the baby were nowhere to be seen. He walked as softly as possible down the hallway to the bedroom.
He could have almost cried at the sight. You were fast asleep, Charlotte in your arms and soft snore coming from both your mouths. He walked forward, and the floorboards creaked, he saw your eyes flutter open and you smiled when you saw him.
“ hi baby, how was the studio” your voice was raspy, due to your much-needed nap but Roger swears he fell in love with you all over again at that moment.
“ it was good, my love, how have you been” by now Roger had moved over to the bed and was sitting on the edge. His flyers glistened in the golden glow of the sunset through the window.
You got worried, you could see his watery eyes “ rog, what’s wrong baby” you tried to move Charlotte out of your arms to comfort him, but he stopped you.
“ nothings wrong baby, jus- just seeing you with Charlotte got me thinking” his breath was caught in his throat, he was nervous.
“ what if we had a baby of our own” tears flooded your eyes.
“ really, you-you would do that for me. For us” Roger nodded
“ if that’s what you want baby. I’ll give you the world” he wiped the tears softly that had spilled down your cheeks. The beautiful moment was broken by the stirring of the baby in your arms and you held her to Roger.
He took Charlotte and walked out into the living room cooing and talking to the tiny child in his arms. You couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear.
You sister arrived not much later with a bunch of smiles and a million thanks. You told her it was nothing as she took her baby back and helped to gather Charlotte's things.
Later that night you were lying in Rogers' arms, the moonlight casting shadows across your bed. He placed soft kisses along your neck and whispered sweet nothings in your ear. In a moment of lust and love, you flipped yourself over and kissed in back passionately.
He saw the glint in your eye as you pulled back and sent him that smile, he loves so much.
“ rog baby, can you please put a baby in me”
“ I thought you’d never ask love”
For the weeks after that every spare second you and Roger went at it. Not that either of you minded. The boys noticed that’s something was up. You both declined all the invitations to go out and rog never stayed any later than he needed to at the studio. None commented on it assuming you had just missed each other after the tour.
It was exactly a month after babysitting Charlotte that you sat in your bathroom waiting. You had checked your calendar, you were late. You were late for almost four days. You didn’t tell Roger. Not until you were sure. So while he went to the studio you had walked down to the nearby pharmacy and bought every test you could find.
Those were the longest their minutes of your life. You tried not to get excited, just in case. But as you turned over the first one and the little pink cross was stared you in the eye bright as ever you cried. You check the rest and all of gave you the same answer.
Positive.
You were pregnant.
As much as you wanted to wait you had to call Roger.
It was Paul who answered the phone and you couldn’t have thought of a worse way to dull the mood.
“ I’m sorry y/n I can’t take the phone to him they’re working and must be interrupted” you were mad now. Really fucking mad.
“ so, help me god Prenter, if you don’t take the fucking phone to Roger this instant you won’t have a job tomorrow and you know I’m not lying” you heard him huff and rudely announce that you were off the phone and you refused to give him a message. Roger nearly punched him.
“Listen here asshole if my girl calls for me bring me the phone. I don’t care what I’m doing she’s more important than anything” his rant was crackly and through the phone, it made it hard to hear it but it wanted your heart like no tomorrow.
“ Hello baby is everything okay” you were still thinking about what he had said that you almost forgot why you were calling.
“ Oh, uh yeah everything perfect, how much longer do you think you’ll be today” Roger sighed, running his hands through his hair. Today was taking a long time, Freddie was being a perfectionist, and no one was doing anything right.
“ I’m sorry baby but I think today’s going to be a long one” you sighed, you needed to tell him but you also refused to do it over the phone.
“ Roger I really need to talk to you could you come home even just for an hour” you probably sounded pathetic
“ are you sure everything is okay love”
“ yes, rog please just come home”
“ I’ll be there in 15, I love you “
“ I love you too”. Relief washed over you. You had wanted this your whole life and you were so excited. You didn’t even want to wait the fifteen minutes until Roger got here.
Roger, on the other hand, was scared, what could possibly be so concerning that he had to come home to hear it. Had somebody died? Were you hurt and didn’t want to worry him? The boys were just as confused when he said he had to leave but he wasn’t sure why.
You were fluffing about. As silly as it was you quickly ran and put on a nice dress and fixed your hair. You were standing by the door when Roger Burst in.
“ what is it my love, are you sure everything is okay”
You had tears on your cheeks by a smile from ear to ear. You slowly moved your hand from behind your back, pregnancy tests in hand.
“ I’m pregnant” Roger stood their mouth wide open, shocking covering his face.
You yelled a little louder adrenaline running through your veins,
“ we fucking did it, baby, we made a baby” he practically runs to you pulling you into his arms. Your legs were wrapped around his waist and your lips smashed together. You pulled apart and your feet sat back on the ground.
“We really did make a baby” you had never heard Roger sound so proud. You could look at his face like this forever.
“ yeah rog, we made a baby” he pulled you into his arms again.
Once you both had calmed a bit, he Called the studio to let everyone know he couldn’t come back because something had come up. He couldn’t even be mad at the vulgar comments the boys made. He wanted to tell them so bad, but you wanted to see a doctor first. Just to be sure.
The next day when Roger was late to the studio everyone was worried. Maybe something had happened. The boys normally met at about 9am and it was 11 and no one had heard anything from either of you.
So, they started without Roger, and at 11:30 you two walked into the studio hand in hand and a smile on both your faces.
Freddie noticed you first.
“ decided to grace us with the presence I see” you knew he wasn’t too mad due to the cheeky smile.
“ sorry about this boy but I promise it was for a good reason” Roger just held you and nodded, looking like he was going to burst.
Freddie, Brian and John just kinda stared at you two. Surprisingly John spoke up
“ come on then out with it” they all watched expectedly.
“ y/n’s pregnant”
They all started cheering and throwing congratulations around like confetti.
As the weeks went on y/n’s belly grew as did the love for the little baby. You visited the studio almost every day and almost all anyone could talk about was your baby. At this point, you thought maybe they were more excited than you were.
Once the excitement died down reality sunk in. Of a morning, noon and night, you were almost always sick, at first you tried to hide it from Roger but when you almost threw up on his drums one day he was always a there to hold your hair.
The sickness eventually calmed down, but muscle aches and pains were there to replace it. Roger was the sweetest through your entire pregnancy. You hated putting your issues on him, but he was nothing but an angel.
“ baby you’re literally growing our child in your stomach for nine entire months, the least I can do is look after you”
From day one the boys wanted to know the name. You and Roger wanted to keep it as a surprise as well as the gender but that one got out a little early.
You and Roger had known the gender of your baby for almost two weeks and it was killing the rest of the band that they didn’t know.
You were sitting on the couch in the studio absentmindedly flipping through baby magazines. When Freddie came and sat beside you,
“ so y/n I want to throw you a baby shower but I need Colours”
You were too in your own world to even hear what Freddie was saying until he poked you and asked again,
“ pink Fred”
“ it’s a girl” you ears perked at that.
Freddie jumped up running into the studio shrieking “ it’s a girl”
Roger just laughed and nodded once Freddie explained how he found out.
It was now getting to the end of your pregnancy. It had been the longest 9 months of your life, but you wouldn’t change it for the world, you had been nesting intensely.
The nursery had been set up and your baby girl was set for life after the baby shower Freddie had thrown for you. It was almost as big as his usual parties and you didn’t even know half the people in the end, but you didn’t mind. You didn’t care who was there because you spent the entire time in Rogers arms surrounded by those you loved the most.
In the last few weeks before your due date, you had been skipping out on the studio and staying home. Roger had been trying to stay home but the album deadline was fast approaching, and your pregnancy had been a major distraction. Not that anyone cared.
It was exactly 3 weeks before your due date when you woke up in the middle of the night. It wasn’t unusual for you to wake to pee but something in your gut gave made you think tonight was different. You were right. As you stood up out of bed and took a step you felt the gush of liquid down your legs.
“ Roger” your voice was as quiet as a mouse and you heard him stirring, his raspy, sleep voice filled with concern.
“is everything okay”
“my water just broke”
“Oh, shit” Roger sat up and started moving so fast you could have sworn he was on something. All could do was try to get changed out of your saturated pyjama pants and make yourself mildly presentable. All while Roger ran around the house asking a million questions and freaking out. You called out to him and he came straight to you.
“is everything okay, I have the car packed do we go to the hospital” you cut him off with a kiss and you felt him relax into you.
“Roger relax, its fine we are going to get in the car and drive safely to the hospital. These things take hours okay” he nodded before his eyes lit up “I have to call Freddie, he would kill me if I don’t” you just laughed and told him you would make your way to the car.
You had never seen Roger drive so slow in his life, he was being so perfectly careful. Until you started groaning. The first contraction and it hurt like a bitch. Then it was like a switch had been flipped and he started driving so fast you were scared if he braked too hard the baby might just fall out.
By 9 am the next morning you were still weren’t fulling dilated. Freddie and Mary had come at about 7 and had been with you ever since. The doctors were due to come to check on you again any minute and you were begging and praying that they said it was time
At 9:56 That morning you heard the first ever cry of your baby girl. You had been squeezing Rogers’ hand so hard you thought it might be broken, the doctor placed your baby on your chest and you were an emotional wreck. Roger kissed you telling you how great you’ve done and when you looked up at him he kissed you again before mumbling, “marry me please Y/N I love you more than you could ever know, I want to give you the whole world” your sobs continued and you couldn’t stop nodding, you managed to gasp out a yes before kissing Roger again.
Once you and the baby were cleaned up roger went outside to get everyone. The tears started flowing again as you saw everyone walk in. Mary was holding a bunch of flowers, your favourite, of course, Freddie was carrying an entire basket of what looked like baby clothes, Brian was carrying a small pink teddy and deaky was carrying what looked like two coffees and a brown bag. You hoped it was a muffin. You were fucking starving.
They all congratulated you and Roger, and you looked at Roger who was holding the now sleeping newborn,
“Mary, boys please meet Violet Grace Taylor” they all started cheering before you shushed them and pointed to Violet.
You couldn’t help but smile, Roger promised you the world, but you already had it.
