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And They Were Soulmates - Ben Hardy! Roger Taylor

Summary: Whenever your soulmate sings a song, the lyrics would appear on a random place on your body, and disappear soon after the song ends. For you, your soulmate sings a lot, like A LOT, and it’s always Queen songs. So, you set off for a Queen concert, hoping to run into your soulmate. And when you finally find your soulmate, there’s only one thing you could do.

Word Count: 3064

Warnings: Swearing

A/N: So I know Roger doesn’t the whole time during concerts cause you know he’s up there drumming but we’re going to pretend he sings along the whole time while he’s drumming (although not in the microphone) for the purpose of the fic. I am devoted okay I looked up the set list for A Night At the Opera Tour so I could be accurate. Please tell me if you liked this because I’m genuinely not sure about it, so please please please give feedback. Also, it’ll be a bit boring in the beginning just bear with me :)

You smoothed out your white floral dress as you looked the mirror, and zipped up your knee-high tan suede boots. Your hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail, with tiny curls sticking out. You were wearing minimal makeup; you had to look perfect tonight. You took one last look in the mirror, playing with the silver butterfly necklace that hung around your neck. “How do I look?” You turned around with a grin on your face.

Your best friend, Kathleen, frowned as she sat on the bed. “Don’t get me wrong, you look amazing but… We’re going to a rock concert Y/N.” She said.

“I know I know, but what if I see him there? It’ll be his first time seeing me and I’ve got to look amazing.” You sighed. “Maybe I shouldn’t go, maybe I’m just getting hopeful… I just feel stupid” You said, sitting down sadly on your bed, right next to her. You had gotten ready together at your apartment before leaving. Kathleen turned to you, and grabbed your hands.

“Y/N, you’ve been so excited to go, and you’re not stupid for wanting to find your soulmate. I’ve been talking you into going to this concert for weeks, trust me, you’re going.” Kathleen said, determined. “Now,” she held out her hand to you as she stood up. “We have quite the drive to the venue, so let’s go.”

With an eye roll, you took her hand and she pulled you up. You followed her out to the car, the cold Chicago air nipped at your exposed legs. When Kathleen saw your slight shiver, she laughed, “Told you not to wear that… Although… You do look cute, your soulmate is going to go crazy.” She smiled.

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