Bradley woke up before Audrey as usual, he took his arms off of her and pouted wanting to feel her warmth more, but the time was agents that.
He stood up from the bed and before he headed to the small bathroom in his room he had a small glance behind his shoulder blades to his "best friend", and his breath hitched in his throat just like all the times he looked at her.
The sun's light crooked its way through the window witch reminds him why they picked this flat in the first place, because of the view, the light casting scratches do to the bars of the window, the beautiful early sun light landing on his beloved body, from head to toe, she never put on the covers always feeling too warm, and he thought maybe it's the warmth of his deep love for her and that's why she doesn't feel it?. As the light casted on her face making it so peaceful and feels like home making her chin dimple look deeper, and he can't wait for her to wake up and see her cheek's dimple and her bright, so bright icy blue eyes.
He couldn't dare to look at her body or else he'll miss work and never wake her up and even dare to kiss her sinful body, and trace his long slender fingers everywhere to cherish her body like it deserves to be cherished.
He preys his eyes away clenching and unclenching his knuckles and squeezing his eyes close burying this memory of her deep, just like how he learned all those years ago, and finding nowhere to bury it but still managed to squeeze it between all of those lovable images of her.
He headed to the bathroom not closing the door and turning to the sink letting the cold water run, so cold he felt his fingers numb, he got used to it, heck he loved it, numbing his fingers just how she numbs his heart every time she doesn't feel the warmth that crawls to her, it's like his body warmth abandoned him and goes running to her.
He splashes the water on his face numbing it too, and grabs his tooth brush and tooth paste and starts brushing.
While brushing he zones out staring at the couple on the close up tooth paste, until he felt a couple of warm little arms wrap around his waste, clearly and visibly that they belonged to a short body behind him.
"Mornin'" the body said sweetly and thick with sleep, all Bradley offered is a nod and then he spit, not the best idea he though, and offered a rather charming yet cheeky smile.
She smiled too,not too toothy afraid of her breathe, but her glassy huge eyes were enough and more.
She dodged into the side of his hips then left, apparently to her own bathroom to get ready, he wasn't surprised by the move but he will be surprised if she didn't make her signature morning move.
He took a four minutes shower before wrapping the towel around his waist and getting out, he sprayed some deodorant and body spray before wearing his white to shirt and black skinny jeans, he just dried his hair with the towel a little and let the air do the rest to make his signature curls, he grabbed his black passenger bag and left his room smelling like his known cologne and body spray.
He got out and put his bag on the couch and headed to the kitchen for breakfast, today was his turn witch isn't fair sense yesterday she burned the eggs and let him make
Usually, Audrey the one who helps with breakfast even though Bradley is better than her in cooking but he never tells her that, so he settled a bowl to have his cereal.
He heard the usual squeaking of suspenders and he looked up to meet with a short figure wearing his own "the 1975" washed up t shirt and ripped skinny jeans with black all-stars.
She lifted her her eyes from her shirt and pored her worm blue eyes in Bradley's own, he always loved her lips without the lipstick but he can make an exception since it's red lipstick day.
"Why did you make lucky charms I thought I'm making breakfast" Asked Audrey, he didn't want to tell her that her cooking is shit but "we'll be late c'mon hurry and eat something!" He pushed her question away but he knew better since he's dealing with Audrey.
"We aren't late and when are you gonna admit that I can't cook for shit?" She replied with a question with a smirk playing on her lips making the shadow of her dimple hallow.
"Nah maybe I will but later now just eat the lucky charms and let's get a move on" he said taking the last bite and putting the bowl in the sink, "I think I'll have breakfast with a friend if mine there don't worry besides I'm not feeling like it now, Brad" she said running her fingers through her straightened hair.
"Are you sure? Cause I can wait and I don't want you to feel uneasy the rest of the day" he said furrowing his eyebrows in concern, "don't worry bobo I'll be fine" she said before walking around the island and hugging him from behind and planting a quick kiss on his neck since she can't reach his cheek.
The slightest of affection from her can get him do far in a day then how about a kiss to the neck?.
"Mmkay lets go then" he said flushing and heading to the hallway to get his passenger bag and grabbed the two helmets, "catch" he said, as usual, and threw the blue helmet to Audrey who catches it gracefully, "grab me my phone and keys will ya?" He said before Audrey nodded with a slight smile thinking that this was usual.
He opened the door of the flat and ran down the steps counting them making it to a habit, 31 steps, he heard her shoes squeaking again knowing she was following.
He jogged around the block to find his motorcycle at it's, also usual, spot, he rode it and put on his shiny black helmet and saw her walking there with a lazy smile on.
He never got over how hot she looked when she puts on her dark blue helmet like it's all in a bad ass movie and this scene is in slow motion.
She rode in the back, but before Bradley turned in the engine she slipped her hand in his jeans front pocket, almost instantly his helmet felt like 46 degrees in the summer, he realized then that she slipped in his phone because she dangled his flat keys in front of him and he grabbed then instantly slipping them also in his front pocket.
He felt her small arms hugging him from behind and brining him closer to her chest and he took a shaky breath and turned on the engine of the motorcycle before he praised to the gods above that the twitching in his pants doesn't get noticed.
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