Wild heart - Bradley Will Simpson fan fiction

THIRTY NINE

~*Brad's POV*~

I wake and wonder down to the living room area, rubbing my eyes and yawning on the way, to find Becky, Tris and Dean eating breakfast and laughing round the table.

" Morning." I grumble, sitting down next to Becky.

" Morning, sleepy head." She's chuckles before pecking me on the lips once.

She smiles at me and begins giggling, before going before to her toast.

" What?" I ask, worrying.

" Nothing." She giggles.

" What!?" I ask again, wiping my face.

I lick my lips, worrying about something about my face. And then I taste it. Marmite. Fucking marmite...

" Ugh! Becky! That's fucking disgusting!" I shout, grabbing her glass and downing the rest of her smooth, trying to rid if the vile taste.

Everyone laughs at me.

" You did that on purpose." I sulk, pouting like a 3 year old.

" I didn't. Promise." She grins.

" Who even brought that shit on here, anyway?" I groan, filling Becky's glass again.

" Guilty!" Tris calls.

I sigh in annoyance and plonk back down next to Becky.

She kisses my cheek and whispers something in my ear. Before smirking at me and waiting for my response.

I chuckle and planted a kiss just in front of her ear.

" What's the plan for today, Deano?" Tris asked Dean with a mouthful of food.

" You guys have a free day today, so whatever you want."

" I'm taking you to the beach." I tell Becky, rubbing her thigh under the table.

" I can't wait." She beams at me.

***

We walk down to the beach, not far from where the bus is parked. Well, more like I walk with Becky on my back. She's been complaining about have sore ankles ever since she's been out here.

" It's beautiful..." Becky gasps as the shore comes into view.

" It's not the only thing," I tell her.

She coos and kissed my neck. " I can walk from here." She tells me.

" You sure, baby? I'm happy to carry you." I inform her, placing her back down carefully on her feet.

" I think I'm alright."

I take her hand as we walk down the empty beach. We find a flat area of sand where I set down the hamper and lay out the picnic blanket. We use our shoes to hold down the corners, my Docs obviously being more help than Becky's sandals.

I lay out the food and Becky and I dig in as the sun begins to set over the sea.

***

" How can you still be eating?!" I groan, laying back on the sand, absolutly full and fit for bursting.

" I'm eating for two now! Give me a break!" She laughs and I laugh with her.

Becky lays on her back with her head on my stomach. " This is beautiful. Thank you, Bradley." She rolls onto her side and looks me in the eye.

I smile as she leans up and attaches our lips in a lingering kiss before returning her head to my chest, gazing up at the slowly setting sun. The sky has darkened and the stars have started to appear in the sky, but there is still a bright orange glow over the sea. I lit candles around us in the sand for some light, and also because I know candles help Becky relax.