Top Gun Imagines

Christmas With The Bradshaws

LIL BACKSTORY!

youre married to Bradley, u have 2 kids:

Nick (age 2)

Maven (pronounced may-vin) (age: 8 months)

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Bradley is a pilot for the Navy, Maverick is a close family friend.

You are a stay at home parent

ok enjoy!

"Nicky! No!" You yelled, running back towards your son, who was sitting on the counter top, happily shoving raw cookie dough in his mouth. He giggled when you picked him up to get him off the counter top, assessing how much he ate.

Bradley popped into the kitchen, wearing a ugly Christmas sweater. He laughed excitedly as he held his dad's old cam recorder.

"Does it work now?" You asked him, trying to keep hold of your squirming toddler. He laughed triumphantly. He started tiptoeing up to Maven, who was sitting in her high chair squealing with excitement from Bradley acting silly. He walked over to you. He shoved the old 80's cam recorder in your face, you laughed.

Nick ran out of the room to grab a toy, "Help me re-roll this dough, your son ate it all!" You laughed, already exhausted. Bradley laughed, handing you the rolling pin. "Who's idea was this?" He asked you deviously, putting his face up close to yours.

You gave him a quick peck on the lips, "Mine." You admitted, smirking while turning back to rolling out your cookies.

"Daddy! Dada! Wook!" Nick screeched excitedly running into the kitchen. Bradley turned to his son, crouching down to his level. "Wook a pwane!" He shoved his toy plane in Bradley's face. He laughed and picked Nick up to see the cookie dough getting rolled out.

"Nick do you want to make shapes in the cookies for Santa?" You asked him, trying to get him excited about the thought of Santa. He was finally old enough to understand a bit more of the concept and you guys wanted to make it the best Christmas possible for him.

He nodded quickly, grinning. Bradley quickly mirrored his excitement, pulling up his fold out stool so Nick could work at the counter with you guys.

You handed him the few cookie cutters you owned, "Staw!" He exclaimed, holding the cookie cutter shaped like a star up to your face.

Maven started fussing in the high chair, Bradley turned to go get her.

"Hey honey," He baby talked to Maven, picking her up. She immediately calmed down once Bradley held her. He bounced her up and down, and she giggled.

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After an exhausting half hour of trying to help a toddler try and cut cookies, you finally had a couple cookies to give to Santa.

Bradley wanted to frost the cookies with him but it was already late and they needed to get the kids to bed.

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Ok I kinda rushed the end don't come for me but anyone want pt2?

Edit: HOLY WOW HOW IS THIS THE MOST READ PART 😂

Love u!
~itzrice