Chapter 6 - "Bronson"

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A/N: I know it's been ages since I've updated this story, sorry guys. I don't even know what this is but someone asked for Bronson so here it is. I've decided that I'm going to finish up and edit what I already have for this story, 4 or 5 chapters, and then end it. So, yeah. Anyways, hope you enjoy this


Emma was laying in her precious bathtub for some very much needed me time. Since lockdown started, she had found herself needed some kind of relief from dealing with this whole situation. Living together with the guys wasn't proving to be too bad. She was actually happy that he had invited them over, if she had had to face this whole quarantine on her own she would have probably gone insane. Not that living with four men didn't put her on edge but it was bearable. As long as she could carve out some time for herself, she would be fine. Sighing contently, she basked in being in the water while the comforting smell of lavender filled her nostrils. but of course, her peaceful moment was short-lived.

"Oi, have you drown in there or something?" Alfie's voice and vigorous knock startled her and disrupted the moment.

"This is my self-care bath, Alfie. What do you want?" But she won't give it up easily if she could help it.

"Yer what?"

"Stop shouting and get in Alfie. You'll annoy the neighbours." Keeping her eyes closed she tried her best to not get the vibe lost.

"Aren't you naked?"

"I'm covered in bubbles, don't worry. Not that you haven't seen it already." And as a matter of fact, she was covered in bubbles, her long hair covered her breasts and she gathered her knees close to her chest to prevent an embarrassing situation; but the truth was that Emma had always been comfortable with Alfie. Yes, even being half-naked in front of him when nothing sexual was happening didn't bother her. And since they had done this before, when Alfie sat on the toilet next to the tub, she didn't feel embarrassed at all. He plopped down, groaning for his bad back and looked at her face.

"So what's all this then?" His gruff tone made her smile lightly and even if she had her eyes closed she could imagine him gesturing at her questioningly.

"I told you, this is my self-care bath." She repeated finally opening her eyes, finding him exactly as she foresaw.

"Didn't know there were different kinds of baths." He mumbled scratching his chin.

"This includes shaving and scrubs and other stuff that of course you wouldn't know about."

"Seems like you're dolling up," he pointed out looking at his feet but Emma could sense that there was something else he wanted to say so she waited, "is it 'cause that guy is coming over?" and here it was. By now, Emma knew Alfie too well to not know when something was up. And yeah, the man was naturally grumpy but his behaviour these last few days was too much even for him. And knowing him, she should have known that he was going to eavesdrop her conversation with Bane.

"Did nobody tell you that it's impolite to listen on to other people's conversation?" She avoided his question and decided that it was better to make fun of him. His unruly beard could only cover so much of his face and luckily for her, it didn't cover the redness of his cheeks.

"You were talking in the middle of the fucking sitting room, everyone heard you." he scoffed.

"Well, that doesn't explain why you're so bothered by it though." She promptly pointed out putting him on the spot.

"Who said I'm bothered?" He scoffed again but Emma could see right through him.

"You've been acting like a jealous boyfriend Alfie." she pointed out even though she knew he'd never admit it.

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