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Paul and Freddie had been going to clubs and messing around for a few weeks now, Freddie thought of it as just some weekend fun but Paul was getting a little too attached to Freddie, the rest of Queen could see Paul getting more and more infatuated with Freddie and had voiced their concerns on multiple occasions but Freddie brushed them off as being jealous or paranoid.
They were all currently in the studio doing some rehearsing for their next gig when Paul burst in uninvited.
“Hey guys,” Paul said to them but his eyes were only locked onto Freddie’s.
No one answered him as they had been in the middle of a rehearsal, Roger stood up from his drum stool, his fists tightly gripping the sticks as he glared at Paul “Can't you see we’re in the middle of practice?!”
Paul looked over at Roger and raised an eyebrow “I thought I could borrow Freddie for lunch?”
Brian frowned at that, Paul knew that they always had lunch together during a rehearsal it was kind of their thing and it seemed like, even though they all lived together still, that was the only time they got to really catch up nowadays, with Freddie running off with Paul half the time and Roger meeting up with whichever girl he was meeting up with these days and himself and John have their own alone time together they didn't really get the time to hang out as friends other than their rehearsal lunches.
“Oh lunch does sound nice right about now, do you mind darlings?” Freddie asked looking over at the three men.
“Uh yeah, I mind Freddie!” Roger yelled.
“Ever the most dramatic” Freddie waved off Roger’s protest.
Brian sighed in disappointment, he knew it only took one time for Freddie to say yes to something Paul suggested and then Paul would forever take that one yes as an overall yes, he expected Paul to now show up to every rehearsal lunch and steal Freddie away from them. Brian looked over to John who with his bass still strapped to him walked up to Freddie and took a hold of his wrist gently.
“Freddie lunch is our thing,” John said sweetly earning a dark glare from Paul that went unnoticed by both John and Freddie but not by Roger and Brian.
Freddie looked into John dejected eyes, Freddie had always had a massive soft spot for John ever since the young boy walked into their house to audition holding a bass and a nervous gap-toothed smile, that was it, after that day Freddie had gotten this weird sense or need really to protect the youngest member of the band.
He put his hand on John’s soft pale cheek his thumb rubbing it delicately like he would a rose petal from the garden outside of their recording studio.
“Okay Deaky,” Freddie said and turned to Paul “Sorry Paul I can't ever say no to my little Deaks”
Paul smiled at Freddie but it didn't reach his eyes which in John’s opinion made him look kind of terrifying. John glanced over towards Brian who gave him a loving smile which he returned unconsciously, he then looked over to Roger who was snickering behind his drum kit.
“I guess I’ll go then,” Paul said.
“Bye!” Roger said obnoxiously.
It made Freddie laugh lightly “Don't worry about him darling you can stay for lunch, can’t he?” he once again looked over at the other members to see them hopefully agreeing, first he looked at Brian who had a deadpan look on his face that clearly read ‘nope’ his eyes travelled to Roger who said “You're joking right?” and lastly he looked at John who was looking down at his bass biting his lip which he did whenever he was anxious.
“Guess not” Paul mumbled “I’ve got some things I need to handle so maybe next time” he smiled at Freddie and turned to John, he put his hand on John's shoulder and squeezed rather tightly causing John to frown slightly “enjoy your lunch” he said directly to John and dug his nails into his shoulder roughly before letting go and leaving the room with a wave and a quick ‘goodbye for now’.
“That guy is weird,” Roger said making John laugh.
Freddie shook his head and wrapped an arm around John’s shoulders affectionately “Let's eat I’m starving”.