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‘Companion’. Middle English. From Old French ‘compaignon’, literally ‘one who breaks bread with another’.
Pairings: John Deacon x (female + plus size) reader
Warnings: Eventual smut, you know how it is, but this time, ft. pegging
Strapped for cash, John gets a job at a bakery as their new delivery boy. Juggling school and Queen and work is exhausting, but it’s more than worth it. It’s worth it because of you.
Warnings for this chapter: None!
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Chapter Four
John was never late. It was part of what endeared him to Roger when they were first introduced. Everyone else just sort of turned up when they happened to, but not John. He was always reliable, a rare quality in students and musicians.
Well, Roger supposed, John had so many commitments, it made sense. He didn’t want to be midway through a show or cycling across town and realise he should be sitting an exam; though Roger was fairly sure Deaky would still write mental checklists and plan his days to the minute even if he had nowhere to be.
It was an admirable quality. Roger knew if it was anyone else, such rigid punctuality might have aggravated him. He was young! He was the drummer in a rock ‘n’ roll band! Life was supposed to be fun. But he liked John, and their new bassist never lectured them when they turned up late, aside from the odd, very cautious jibe. His good timing was for his own benefit and that suited Roger just fine.
