Queen for a Day Part 4
1975 Part 2
Crowley had been gone for three days. He thought that they could handle three days without him. They were adults, after all. They could definitely behave for a measly three days. He had been very, very wrong. Crowley did manage to make it into the house before they realized he'd gotten back.
"Crowley, darling!" Freddie said as he practically threw himself at the demon. Crowley laughed softly and wrapped his arms around Freddie, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'm so glad to see you." Freddie tilted his head a little as he draped himself over Crowley's shoulder. "We have a bit of a crisis."
"What is it this time?" Crowley said with a sigh. There seemed to be one crisis or another since they'd come out here to the country.
"It's Roger." Brian said as he walked into the living room.
"He's refusing to come out of the closet." Deacy said as he followed Brian.
"I think it would be Roger's decision as to whether or not he admitted to being gay." Crowley said as he tried to keep a straight face.
"Not that." Brian rolled his eyes. Deacy chuckled.
"He's locked himself in the closet and refuses to come out." Freddie said with a chuckle.
"What did you do?" Crowley raised an eyebrow as he looked at the three men. He knew Roger wouldn't be doing this without what he considered to be a good reason.
"They don't want his song on the album." Deacy said. Crowley looked at Freddie and Brian.
"It's a very weird song." Freddie made a face. Now Crowley was very curious. If Freddie thought it was weird it had to be very strange indeed. Crowley took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"Let me talk to him." He smiled, giving Freddie another kiss on the cheek. Brian pointed the way to the closet that Roger was locked in. Crowley went over and lightly knocked on the door.
"Go away!" Roger said through the door.
"Roger, darling, it's me. Will you let me in?" Crowley put a hand on the doorknob. When there wasn't a response, he ran his finger over the knob and then turned it, opening the door.
"I'm not coming out." Roger was sitting on the floor in the back corner with his knees pulled up and his arms crossed resting on top of them.
"I'm not asking you to." Crowley grinned as he shut the door behind him. He turned the closet light on before sitting down next to Roger. "So what's this song that they don't want on the album?"
"It's called I'm in Love With My Car. " He didn't look at Crowley. He was waiting for the same look that the others had given him.
"Okay. That is....different." Crowley ran his fingers through his hair. "Why do you want this song on the album so badly?" He was trying very hard not to judge. Roger was usually pretty good with the music writing.
"It's about you. And the Bentley." He did look up at Crowley then. Crowley had an amused smile on his face. He would have loved to argue but he just couldn't. It was an accurate assessment of his relationship with the Bentley.
"Did you tell them that?" Crowley shifted a little and put an arm around Roger's shoulders.
"They didn't give me a chance." He was almost pouting at that point. Crowley gave him a sideways hug and then got to his feet. There wasn't a lot of room in the closet but it was enough. He held out his hand to Roger.
"I'll get them to listen." He smiled. Roger looked at him for a moment and then took the offered hand, getting to his feet. Crowley gave him an evil grin. "Time to come out of the closet, Roger." He chuckled.
"You're a bastard." Roger rolled his eyes but he did smile. Together they left the closet and went to explain why the song belonged on the album.
Crowley had been gone for three days. He thought that they could handle three days without him. They were adults, after all. They could definitely behave for a measly three days. He had been very, very wrong. Crowley did manage to make it into the house before they realized he'd gotten back.
"Crowley, darling!" Freddie said as he practically threw himself at the demon. Crowley laughed softly and wrapped his arms around Freddie, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'm so glad to see you." Freddie tilted his head a little as he draped himself over Crowley's shoulder. "We have a bit of a crisis."
"What is it this time?" Crowley said with a sigh. There seemed to be one crisis or another since they'd come out here to the country.
"It's Roger." Brian said as he walked into the living room.
"He's refusing to come out of the closet." Deacy said as he followed Brian.
"I think it would be Roger's decision as to whether or not he admitted to being gay." Crowley said as he tried to keep a straight face.
"Not that." Brian rolled his eyes. Deacy chuckled.
"He's locked himself in the closet and refuses to come out." Freddie said with a chuckle.
"What did you do?" Crowley raised an eyebrow as he looked at the three men. He knew Roger wouldn't be doing this without what he considered to be a good reason.
"They don't want his song on the album." Deacy said. Crowley looked at Freddie and Brian.
"It's a very weird song." Freddie made a face. Now Crowley was very curious. If Freddie thought it was weird it had to be very strange indeed. Crowley took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"Let me talk to him." He smiled, giving Freddie another kiss on the cheek. Brian pointed the way to the closet that Roger was locked in. Crowley went over and lightly knocked on the door.
"Go away!" Roger said through the door.
"Roger, darling, it's me. Will you let me in?" Crowley put a hand on the doorknob. When there wasn't a response, he ran his finger over the knob and then turned it, opening the door.
"I'm not coming out." Roger was sitting on the floor in the back corner with his knees pulled up and his arms crossed resting on top of them.
"I'm not asking you to." Crowley grinned as he shut the door behind him. He turned the closet light on before sitting down next to Roger. "So what's this song that they don't want on the album?"
"It's called I'm in Love With My Car. " He didn't look at Crowley. He was waiting for the same look that the others had given him.
"Okay. That is....different." Crowley ran his fingers through his hair. "Why do you want this song on the album so badly?" He was trying very hard not to judge. Roger was usually pretty good with the music writing.
"It's about you. And the Bentley." He did look up at Crowley then. Crowley had an amused smile on his face. He would have loved to argue but he just couldn't. It was an accurate assessment of his relationship with the Bentley.
"Did you tell them that?" Crowley shifted a little and put an arm around Roger's shoulders.
"They didn't give me a chance." He was almost pouting at that point. Crowley gave him a sideways hug and then got to his feet. There wasn't a lot of room in the closet but it was enough. He held out his hand to Roger.
"I'll get them to listen." He smiled. Roger looked at him for a moment and then took the offered hand, getting to his feet. Crowley gave him an evil grin. "Time to come out of the closet, Roger." He chuckled.
"You're a bastard." Roger rolled his eyes but he did smile. Together they left the closet and went to explain why the song belonged on the album.
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