"𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆 𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓, 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒."
in which, two old friends are called back to top gun to train for a dangerous mission and their old feelings for each other start to resurface
[bradley brads...
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AS SOON AS ELLIE OPENED HER EYES, SHE WAS MET WITH A MASSIVE migraine. The blonde groaned quietly and hid her face in the pillow, pressing her fingers against her temples.
When she opened her eyes again, she immediately noticed that she wasn't in her own bed. Ellie shot up into a sitting position and it quickly registered that she was in Bradley's room.
The blonde's lips parted, her eyes widening in shock. No, there was no way. Ellie hesitantly grabbed the blanket with her fingertips and lifted up the covers before she sighed in relief, seeing that she still had her clothes on.
The blonde looked over at the nightstand, seeing two tylenol pills and a bottle of water sitting there. Ellie had a feeling she drank a lot last night since she couldn't remember a thing, so she reached over and took the medicine.
She quickly climbed out of Bradley's bed, leaving the room and heading into the living room. Ellie could smell that something was being cooked and she entered the kitchen, seeing Bradley cooking some bacon and eggs.
"Hey," Ellie said softly as she entered the kitchen.
Bradley turned and smiled at her. "Morning, sleepyhead."
Ellie chuckled softly, leaning against the counter as she reached for a cooked piece of bacon on a plate. "Thanks for the tylenol."
"No problem," Bradley replied. "I figured you'd need it after last night."
Ellie sighed and ate a piece off of her bacon. "So how bad was I?"
"Not too bad," Bradley replied. "You made me dance with you, though."
"Hm," Ellie hummed and smiled softly, taking another piece of bacon from the plate and biting into it.
"And, uh..." Bradley paused for a moment. "And you kissed me."
Ellie choked on her piece of bacon she was chewing, looking at him with wide eyes. "I- I did?"
"Yeah," Bradley replied. "You don't remember?"
"Well, I was pretty drunk, so..." Ellie answered.
"So?" Bradley repeated.
Ellie raised an eyebrow. "What, you're telling me you would remember kissing me if you were that drunk?"
"Yeah, I would," Bradley replied. "I'd have to be dead to forget that."
Ellie paused at his words. Did she really mean that much to him? "Bradley..."
