- Bronnor Oneshots -

Brad's surprise

Connor is not good at surprises.

He might be the best boyfriend I could ever have; he could bring me breakfast at bed on sundays, he could always be there by my side when I needed him; but he was NO WAY good at surprises. Well, I love him though. He's still my little bastard.

It was a week ago when my sister came to our house because 'she wanted to visite us'. When I went to the kitchen to prepare tea, I forgot my phone on the living room and while I was stepping back to the living room, I heard them talking about me, so I listened through the door (I might me a little curious, oops)

'So, did you brought the photos of Brad child?' I heard Connor whispering, nerves in his voice.

'Of course, here you have.' I heard Nat giving Connor something. 'So are you gonna give him a surprise party or something like that?'

'Yeah, kinda.' I could hear my sister cooing. 'But he doesn't know anything, please act like you don't know anything-'

'I know Condor, if it's a surprise party I know he doesn't know anything.' Nat laughed and I smiled fondly. He was going to organize a surprise party for me?

'S-Shut up Nat' I heard Nat laughing at him and I could imagine Connor blushing 'I'm going to help him to the kitchen, he's taking too long to make the tea.'

And with that, I ran back to the kitchen, almost falling in the way.

Today, it was finally 28th. I woke up, opening my eyes and I saw that Con was still sleeping cuddled against me. I could feel his soft breath against the skin of my chest, and that, to be honest, made me feel so relaxed. When was he going to organize the party? I didn't want to sound main, I was just curious.

Suddenly, he started to move in his sleep, beating his eyelashes against my skin, almost making me flinch. I quickly closed my eyes, acting asleep.

I half-opened my eyes, enough to be able to see and enough to pretend that they were closed.

I saw Connor lifting his head from my chest to look at me. He smiled and leaned in, closing the gap between our lips when he suddely stopped, just centimeters away from me.

'Oh fuck' He muttered, surprising me. He hardly ever swears. 'Oh my god holy shit. This can't be real.' he muttered, and this time he was almost crying.

He took his phone and looked at the hour. 'Why didn't you ring, fucking alarm?!' He rolled out of the bed, falling to the floor. 'Oh shit.' he groaned, getting up from the floor.

I almost peed with laughter. I was lucky that I've always been a good actor.

He ran out of the bedroom and I took advantage of that moment to laugh softly, trying not to make noise.

I got calm at the same time Connor came back, carrying a lot of presents in his arms.

My heart instantly melted at this. Were all those presents only for me?

He started to organize the presents on the floor and came back to the door, bringing more and more presents until he filled the entire room.

I had to convince myself not to get up and pull Connor into a hug. I really had to convince myself.

He then got out of the room and I opened my eyes to see everything surrounding me: he had decorated the room with flowers and the walls were surounded by presents.

I heard steps returning to the bedroom and I closed my eyes once again, tired of pretending I was asleep.

'Alright, everything is prepared.' He whispered, rubbing his forehead. 'O-Oh my god, I didn't even comb my hair' He mumbled, standing awkwardly in the door, before quickly adding 'It doesn't matter, we have no time.' I could feel how nervous he was. Why? Did he think I was not going to like this?