OneShots♡ (Bradga)

Is That a Strange Idea?

Huh, what do you think of that, Stef?

Bradley’s voice broke through the soft buzz of the room as he clasped her hands in his. His tone was light, teasing, but the glimmer in his blue eyes gave away how intently he was watching her, waiting for her reaction. She met his gaze, feeling a warm rush in her chest. Every time he looked at her like that, she was reminded just how completely he could disarm her with a single smile.
She laughed, feeling a little giddy as he held her hands up in the air. He gave them a little swing, like they were two kids, and she laughed even harder, feeling the tension of the day dissolve.

Very big and fat, written in all caps: STEFANI GERMANOTTA!

He announced with exaggerated grandeur, as though he were reading her name off a movie marquee. The look of pure amusement on his face was contagious.

You’re such an idiot!

She said, shaking her head as she tried to keep from laughing.

Why?

Bradley replied, feigning innocence, his tone mocking just enough to make her roll her eyes.
As they stood there, swaying slightly with their hands still linked, he gave her that trademark grin of his, eyes twinkling with the mischief he couldn’t quite hide. Bradley’s thumbs stroked the tops of her hands as if they had a mind of their own, and she felt herself being drawn in, just a little closer.

Or was it ... Lady Gaga, after all?

He was teasing her, raising an eyebrow, knowing he was stirring the pot.
She rolled her eyes again, though there was warmth behind it.

You know how I feel about that.

He raised one eyebrow, his smirk widening. She could tell he was fishing for something specific from her- some admission he could hold over her later, something he could replay and remind her of. It was Bradley’s way, and part of her loved that about him.

What do you have against Stefani?

His nose nudged her ear, his tone softening, yet still laced with a hint of mischief.
She sighed, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

I know exactly what you want to hear.

She tilted her head, fixing him with a playful glare.

Yes, the name is only for you and my family ... and yes, Stef is only for you! Happy now?

The smile on his face grew a little smug.

Very.

It was a slight whisper in her ear, which caused goosebumps

And!

She continued, squeezing his hands for emphasis.

B will always be MY name for you. If Irina dares to call you that again, then-

He cut her off with a grin, holding her gaze with a look of pure adoration.

You know very well I only listen to that name when it comes from you.

She chuckled, eyes narrowing playfully.

Just wanted to clear the air again, you know, in case you forgot.

Bradley laughed, his laughter low and warm, the sound rolling through the space between them.

Nothing to clarify.

Their hands were still entwined, his thumb softly brushing over her knuckles.

It’s all settled. You’re mine, and I’m yours! Just the way it’s supposed to be.