The Vamps Preferences

Brad imagine

Your POV:
Me an Bradley have special guests coming for dinner this evening. it's Natalie's birthday and His mum, sister and dad are all coming over for a nice get together.

Brad and I have an arrangement; Brad makes the pudding (chocolate cake) and I make the main course (Pasta Bake) so it all should be okay.

I've made the pasta bake, so now I'm just popping it in the oven. It's a simple recipe and fairly easy to make, but it's very nice in taste and in looks. It's always a winning dish, it's one of Brad's favourites.

we have about one hour until the guests are due to come over. Bradley is just finishing the cake mixture.

"Do to need any help there babe?" I asked him as I strolled over to him with a prize winning smile.

He widened his eyes immediately after your previous statement.

"Are you crazy? I'm the king of cake!" He bragged with pride.

"Well you eat enough to know" I mused with plenty of humour.

"Heeeeeey..." he said pretending to be hurt, but the smirk plastered on his face gave it away.

He walked up to me with the bowl in his hands. he dipped his index finger in the mixture and wiped it on my nose whilst smiling widely at the result.

"Now then (Y/N), you can't tell me it's not nice." Brad smiled with a slight sly smile.

I took the blob from my nose and tasted the mixture.

"Okay okay. should I start calling you Chef.Simpson or something along those lines"

"No but there are other things you could call me." He spoke, walking slowly closer to me.

"And what would that me Mr Simpson?"

".... Yours"

He kissed me very passionately.

*knock knock*

We both pulled apart while catching our breath.

"You need to bake the cake Brad and while you do that, I'll answer the door."

"Wait, princess." he said as he pulled gently on my wrist, turning me around to face him.

"Yes?" I asked.

"I love you, so, so, so much." he said quietly as he pressed a chase kiss to me lips.

"I love you more."

"That's impossible." he kissed me again.