Christmas Promise ring.

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I know Christmas had already passed, but this is so cute. Enjoy! :)

A little bit of brad fluff never hurt anybody (apart from everybody)

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"[Y/N], wake up! Wake up!" Brad was shaking your arm repeatedly in, an annoying, attempt to waken you up. Once he noticed your eyelids fluttering open he grinned, and started placing kisses up your neck and along your jaw.

"Finally! You're awake!" Brad said, sarcastically rolling his eyes and then laughing. "I'm kidding!"

"You're such a big kid when it comes to Christmas," you groaned. "It's annoying and cute. Stop it."

"I'm sorry, I can't help how cute I am." Brad smirked, pretending to bat his eyelashes in a 'girly' fashion, making you laugh slightly before turning over on your side, your back to him. You looked at the time on the alarm clock in front of you. 6.45 AM.

"Bradley, it's quarter to 7. It's far too early! I'm going back to sleep." You mumbled, before closing your eyes again.

"What?! [Y/N], no! You can't! I've been up since 6! I need to open the presents now!!" Brad shouted, sounding exactly like a 7 year old boy. Sometimes you swore he was still mentally 7.

"Fine," you groaned, turning back over to face him. "You're so annoying."

"You love me." Brad winked, kissing the top of your nose before jumping out of bed and running out of the room.

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"Okay, [Y/N], we've finished breakfast now. Let's go open some presents!" Brad grinned, standing up from the chair he was sitting in and walking over to the other side of the dining table, where you were sitting, and taking your hand. "Come on!"

"Okay, okay!" You laughed, drinking the last sip of your tea and then letting Brad guide you to the living room.

You and Brad had picked the Christmas tree together; you shared quite a small apartment - one which was previously just Brad's but he had asked you to move in a year ago, after 3 years of dating - so the tree you had picked together wasn't too big but wasn't too small either. It was perfect.

You hadn't got much presents under the tree either, probably about 10 each; from family, friends and of course, each other. Even though underneath the tree looked empty, Brad was still really excited.

"Can I go first? Okay great!" Brad said quickly before you could answer.

He almost ran over to the tree and sat down right in front of it. When you walked over he had already started tearing at the present he had got from his parents. You sat down on the floor as well, beside him but turned around so you were facing him. He did the same once he had finally got the tough wrapping paper off.

"Wicked! A new Arctic Monkeys t-shirt and a £50 gift voucher for HMV!" Brad immediately put the gift voucher in his dressing gown pocket so it wouldn't get lost and put the t-shirt to the side. "Your turn, [Y/N]!"

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You both had two presents left; the ones from each other. Brad had told you to leave his one till the end and that he would do the same for the one from you.

"Can I open this one now?" You asked, picking up the rectangular shaped box and shaking it lightly then flashing Brad a smile.

"Yeah, go ahead..." Brad smiled, "WAIT! No, not yet!"

"What? You just said I could!" You shouted dramatically, causing Brad to laugh.

"Calm down. I'm just gonna film your reaction." Brad reached into his dressing gown pocket and got out his phone. "Okay, open it!"

"Okay..." You were really confused now.

Nevertheless, you tore open the, badly wrapped, present to find a cardboard box. You gave Brad a confused look and he smiled, urging for you to go on.

You removed the lid of the box and inside it was a collection of gifts; perfume, a jumper, concert tickets, make-up. Right in the corner of the box was a small, black box which you would keep a ring in...

"Bradley..." You looked up at him shocked.

"What's in the box, [Y/N]?" Brad smiled, still filming.

"Oh you know, just the usual; perfume, concert tickets, a jumper, lipsticks and a friggin' SMALL BLACK BOX!" You couldn't help but grin. You knew what this was. You and Brad had discussed this before.

"Open it!!"

When you opened the smaller box you saw a gorgeous, silver ring with a heart on the top and the words 'A promise is forever engraved into the inside of the ring.

"Bradley, this is beautiful." You sighed, staring at the ring and feeling yourself start to cry. Brad moved closer to you, locking his phone and putting it back in his pocket before taking the ring from your hands and tilting your chin up to look at him.

"[Y/N], I love you so much. More than I can ever begin to explain. I wish for nothing more than for us to spend the rest of our lives together; we'll be sitting in our rocking chairs looking back on memories like this and the ones we've already shared and ones that we're going to share in the future. I promise you that I will marry you one day. I promise to love you, and only you, forever. No matter what. I promise that we will be old sitting in our rocking chairs together, laughing about memories and be even more in love than we are now, if that's even possible. I promise to give you everything you want in life and more. I love you so much, [Y/N][Y/L/N]" Brad said, tears starting to fill his eyes, as he placed the ring on your middle finger of your left hand.

"This is a promise of all those things and a hundred more that I can't think of right now." Brad laughed, wiping away the tears that started to fall down your cheeks.

"I love you too Bradley Simpson. So much." You said, before sharing a kiss with Brad. He placed another on your cheek before pulling you in for a hug.

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