Conversations With The Moon (Bruno Mars One-Shots)

Perm

"Welcome back to KTB Radio, where we play your music," the host Nav announces as the on air lights glow brightly in their fixtures. He settles into his seat a little and looks over at Bruno.

"So Bruno, your song 'Perm' is topping charts left and right," the Nav says with a grin. Bruno adjust his headphones glances down the back up and smiles.

"Yeah, I never thought it would get this big," he beings. "Its just a bunch of random lyrics I threw together off the top of my head one time, I didn't really know what I'd done until I recorded the first draft." The co-host smile and laugh at the confused but excited look on his face.

"Does that happen with alot of your songs?" one asks.

"I can't say that it does, its usually the guys and I that really come up with entire songs. I'm the guy with the hook, my man Phil helps me really get into the meat of a song."

"Teamwork, I like it," the other co-hots ads.

"The songs wouldn't be what they are with out those guys."

"I hear it was inspired by your girl, is that true?" Nav leans forward and tilts his head in Bruno's direction.

"Yeah, actually its a funny story," he chuckles grinning from ear to ear. He gestures with his hands. "One afternoon, I went over her place to see her after she got out of work. That day, I guess something had happened 'cuz she was upset; I hate seeing her like that. To be honest I don't remember about what but, I tried to cheer her up and she snapped at me. I had to think of something. So at that moment I knew I had to come up with a way to not just make her smile but, make her laugh. Just before I left my place, I'd been listening to some James Brown and that gave me an idea."

"What did you do?"

"I told her that loved her first to see but she fired back, all annoyed and so I said the first thing that came to mind." He shifts in his seat. He gets close to the mic. "Come on Baby I love you," he sings.

"No you don't," the co-hosts chime back in unison.

"You never know I might though, can't say I won't," Bruno sings with the signature "AH" afterward.

"The second verse of the song," Nav replies.

"She raised and eyebrow but didn't laugh so I laid it on a little thicker with the next line and before I knew it she was dying of laughter."

"So, I'd say you were pretty successful." Nav glances at the on-air light as it starts to flicker.

"I like to think so," he pauses. "Babe if your listening, I hope you didn't mind me telling that story."

"I'm sure she doesn't," he adds. The station goes to a commercial break and afterward, they take some calls with audience questions for Bruno. The rest of the interview goes over well and afterward, Bruno heads over to your place. You meet him at the door an before he is even able to say anything, you take his face in your hands, draw him in and kiss deeply. You come away from him and stares at you for a moment as though he's in a haze. When he snaps out of it, he smiles and rises an eyebrow at you.

"Hello to you too Babe," he muses with a satisfied look on his face. You step aside to let him, he enters closing your front door behind him. He bends to take off his classic Converse and you lean against the door frame that leads to the living room, waiting on him. He wears a black bomber-like jacket, a salmon colored fitted tee shirt that clings to his chest and tan khakis. "So I'm assuming you heard the interview," he says glancing up at you for a moment before removing his now unlaced shoes and his jacket which he hangs on one of the hooks to the left of your door.

"Yeah, and for the record, I don't mind you sharing the story," you say taking his hand. You lead him to the living room where you have Netflix cued up with the latest episode of 'Game of Thrones', Ketchup Lays, cream soda and a few other snacks. He grins at you and the two of you take a seat on the couch.

"That's right," he says stretching against the back of the couch. "You wanted to watch the latest one together." He smirks mischievously and glances down before looking back at you. Then realization hits you. Your eyes widen at him and puts his arms up, bracing himself.

"You watched ahead." You cross your arms beneath your chest and try to put on your best 'I'm upset face'.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry. I totally forgot that you wanted to watch it together." You hit him and he chuckles. "We can watch it together right now. Come on babe, I promise I'll act surprised at everything that happens like its the first time I watched it." You cross your arms again and scoot away from him. "Aww (Y/N), baby, don't be like that." He wraps his arms around you and kisses your temple. His touch warms your skin sending faint chills down your spine but you ignore them and attempt to keep up your charade. You tug your body away but he holds you firmly against him. "Not convincing enough huh," he says dropping his voice to a volume you can only hear because of how close he is to you. He drops his hands to your hips and starts kissing your cheek. At first its soft sweet pecks that turn into full on kisses. Your resolve starts to fade and as a result your arms fall as well. You close your eyes and your heart starts to beat lower as your body temperature rises. His lips trace your jawline and as they reach your neck your lips part involuntarily and you gasp. He breathes a little chuckle and you feebly protest, weakly pushing him away but he pulls you even closer. He opens his mouth against your collar bones and begins french kiss them as he caresses your sides kneading them with varying degrees of pressure. You shift and stifle a moan you feel his hands slip beneath your top. His rough fingertips but soft palms come in contact with your skin directly and you almost give in as the heat between your legs grows. He begins gnawing at your neck softly sucking your skin and you nearly melt. You moan and he stops, draws back and looks at you with his eyes at half mast.

"Bruno..." you breathe.

"You still mad at me?" he asks tilting his head to one side as he raises one eyebrow.

"Yeah," you reply tugging on his arms trying to pull him back to you.

"Guess I'm gonna have to fix that." He pulls you back in and you tilt your head away from him exposing your neck and wait. In the next moment on of his hands leaves your hip for your cheek. He cups it perfectly and turns your face to his. Your lips meet and warmth washes over you as chills run down your spine. You turn your body to face his, stretch your legs and he climbs over you. He nearly falls off the couch and as he re-positions himself over you, both of your burst into a fit of laughter. He drops his head for a moment as his laughter ends leaving him grinning. "You still mad at me?" You bang your fist lightly against his chest.

"How can I be? You always do that, and it gets me every time. It's not fair," you half whine.

"I can't have you mad at me, I gotta fix that on the spot. Your happiness is mine." he closes his eyes and presses his forehead to yours. "You know that right?" he draws back and looks at you with a face that's slightly more serious. His deep browns are focused on your eyes and his full lips appear moist soft and ready kiss again.

"I love you," you say running your hands through his curls. He leans down again pressing his forehead to yours. Your lips are with in centimeters of each other, you lips brush one another's but he doesn't kiss you.

"I love you more." His lips meet yours and you pull him closer to you kissing him deeply and your bodies press up against each other.