I wish I could tell you, always..//Brad X Reader//

All The Times

*Third Person POV*

"Where have you been?!" you snapped, it's currently 4 AM in the morning and your boyfriend had just walked in the door to your small apartment.

Your boyfriend jumped in fright, he hated when he got in touch with your bad side; "At the studio sweetheart..." he stated, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead and walked into your tiny kitchen to pour himself out some coffee.

"The studio at 4 AM?" you said smartly, not believing a single word your boyfriend was saying to you.

He slightly nodded and took a sip of his coffee, sighing  in content, it kept him awake so he could be awake all day and sleep all the next.

"Yeah,,, we're working on something really good this time babe!" he exclaims, throwing you a soft smile, by seeing how excited he is with his new work, you knew you couldn't stay mad at him forever. Definitely not forever.

You return the smile and cuddle into his soft chest, listening to his heartbeat, thumping against his chest, which sounded weird to you, it sounded some-what irregular compared to other heartbeats you've ever heard before, you just decided not to question it, you knew it wasn't your place, and let your boyfriend finish what he wanted to do.

You headed to your shared, cosy bedroom and laid in your king size bed, which was cold by the time you got back to it, you never understood why he was out so early in the morning and back so late at night , but you understand it's his job but you missed his company. You tossed and turned in the velvet red sheets that Bradley sweetly picked out for your One year anniversary, 4 years ago, rubbing your legs on the soft mattress sheet, hoping the friction will heat you up faster.  You heard a cup being put down gently in the sink, you just knew he was going to come upstairs in no time.

You closed your eyes and relaxed on your silk pillow, hearing soft footsteps on the wooden staircase, knowing how softly Bradley walks up the stairs, he never wants to wake you.

About 20 short seconds afterwards, you feel a dip in the bed and a soft hand placed on  the middle of your back, you could recognise that touch from anywhere as you let out a soft smile.

Your boyfriend got up, removing his tight top and jeans, letting out a sigh of relief; and pulling on his white t-shirt he loved so much, leaving him in just that and his black boxer shorts, before climbing in next to you and spooning you instantly heating you up on his soft, warm chest.

As you start to dose off to sleep, you hear your boyfriends soft, subtle voice whisper in your ear;

"I wish I could tell you.."