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AHHHHHHHHH #4

4. “I have never not loved you.”

Bradley startled awake and hissed through his teeth. His ribs were still very much bruised, and sudden movement did not help that fact. He blinked slowly as his surroundings came into focus, it was pitch black in his room and he could hear rain outside. Banging on his door slightly startled him again. He slowly got out of bed and threw on a pair of jogging shorts and made his way to the door. Whoever was outside his door banged again. When he looked through the peephole he cursed and opened the door.

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin was standing on his porch, damp, and with a slightly wild look in his eye. “What are you doing here,” Bradley asked, trying not to let the irritation he was feeling slip into his voice. Jake just stared at him for a second, his eyes still slightly wild. “You know I love you right,” Jake asked, a begging note in his voice. Bradley’s eyes widened, of all the things he expected, those words were not on the list.

“Jake…” Bradley trailed off, because dammit, he was never going to be Hangman again, not after Jake saved his life. “Please, please, Bradley,” Jake begged, his voice cracking when he said Bradley’s name. Bradley just sighed and opened the door, turning around to the living room, knowing Jake wasn't far behind him. Jake shut the door behind him and they both sat down on the couch, close enough to touch. Bradley sighed again. “Jake, what are you doing here,” Bradley repeated.

“You died Bradely,” before Bradley could protest that fact, Jake held up his shaky hand up and continued, “everyone thought you were dead for two hours. I thought you were dead for two hours.” Bradley winced. “I thought you were dead for two hours,” Jake repeated, near tears. “And the only thing I could think was ‘I hope he knows how much I love him.’” Bradley made a wounded noise. “You left Jake, not me. You were the one that quit,” Bradley said harshly. Jake made a sound that suspiciously sounded like a sob. “I know, and I lived with that for four years Bradley, but you have to know that I have never not loved you,” Jake whispered. Bradley sucked in a harsh breath at the confession and shook his head. “Go to sleep Jake, it’s late, we can talk about this in the morning,” Bradley said, not making eye contact. He stood up and turned around, reaching for a blanket to give to the other man. “Bradley, look at me, please,” Jake begged, sounding almost hysterical. Bradley squeezed his eyes shut tight before turning around and looking at the younger man.

Bradley’s heart broke. One look at Jake’s watery green eyes and he knew, he knew, that Jake meant every word he said. Bradley could see his fear, his vulnerability, his hope, all of Jake’s emotions swimming in his beautiful green eyes. Bradley gently took Jake’s jaw in his hand. “You left,” he whispered. Jake closed his eyes and leaned into Bradley’s touch. “I was scared, so fuckng scared, of needing someone the way I felt like I needed you,” Jake whispered back. Jake opened his eyes and Bradley was slightly startled by the intensity he saw. “But losing you was so, so much worse.” A strangled noise fell from Bradley's lips and he sat back down on the couch and immediately captured Jake’s lips with his own. “Bradley we-” Bradley cut him off. “I love you too, so, so fucking much. I never stopped. Even when I should have, even after you broke my heart, I never stopped loving you Jake Seresin.” Bradley felt tears running down his cheeks, and he wasn’t entirely sure who they belonged to. Jake cupped Bradley’s jaw in his hands, wiping away their tears. “I love you Bradley, and I am never leaving you again if I can help it,” Jake said firmly. Bradley hummed his agreement and kissed him again before laying down on the couch and pulling Jake down on top of him, bruised ribs be damned.

They sat there in silence for a while before Jake started grumbling about ‘a shity couch and a perfectly good bed,’ so Bradely lightly pushed Jake off of him and took Jake’s hand and led him to the bedroom, where they both quickly fell asleep, tangled around each other.

A/N: Yeah, I took that and ran. Not even sorry. I hope you like it Em! @jakeseresins

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Cast your mutuals as Easy Company >:)

Ooh, thank you Anon!! This is gonna be so fun!!

(I have a lot of mutuals so the cast list will be under the cut for the sake of convenience!)

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8!!!! 8 please do 8! i love the way you write these two. god i just want to request them all

8. “I don’t believe you.”

Bradley had been acting strange all day. First, he wasn't in bed when Jake got up to go on his run, and that in and of itself was strange. What was even stranger, is the fact that Rooster wasn't home at all. When Jake got back from his run, Bradley was in the kitchen making breakfast.

Jake kissed the back of his boyfriend’s neck. “Where were you this morning,” Jake asked. Bradley set his spatula and turned around to give Jake a proper kiss. “Bob needed help setting something up, he’s doing a picnic for Tasha tonight,” Bradley explained, not making eye contact. Jake eyed him suspiciously. Bob and Phoenix’s anniversary wasn't for another month, and Phoenix wasn’t one for grand romantic gestures. “A picnic,” Jake asked, still suspicious. Bradley turned around back to the stove and shrugged. “He said something about surprising her with a trip,” Bradley said, shrugging again. Weird. Jake just kissed Bradley’s neck again and went to get in the shower.

Then a few hours later, Bradley told Jake he had to go to the liquor store to get a handle of vodka for their party that weekend, but Jake knew for a fact they had half a handle that would be plenty for the party. When Jake offered to ride with him, Bradley just rolled his eyes and told him that it was just right down the road and that he could go by himself before kissing his forehead and walking out the door.

When he came back, he had the handle of vodka, but he also had a pack of batteries and an ice bucket. “Bradely, why do you have an ice bucket,” Jake asked, sighing. Something flashed across Bradley's face, but it was gone before Jake could think about it. Bradley just shrugged. “Never know when you'll need one, they were on sale.” “And the batteries,” Jake questioned. “We are out,” Bradley said, shrugging again before heading towards the kitchen. Jake narrowed his eyes at Bradley’s retreating form. They were not out of batteries, Jake just bought some last week.

Thirty minutes later, Bradley was grabbing the keys and slipping his shoes on. “Now where are you going,” Jake asked testily. He was getting tired of Bradley’s weird behavior. “Mickey asked if I could come help him fix his grill,” Bradley explained. “Fanboy asked you to help him fix his grill,” Jake asked doubtfully. Bradley nodded, not meeting Jake’s eyes. Jake narrowed his eyes at Bradely. “I don’t believe you,” Jake told him. Bradley’s brown eyes slightly widened. “What do you mean you don't believe me,” Bradley asked warily. Jake rolled his eyes from the couch. “You've been acting weird all day, and now Fanboy needs help fixing his grill?” Bradley looked at him weird, a slew of emotions passing over his face all at once. “Yeah, he had been planning on making steaks for him and Reuben for a few days, but when he went to clean it earlier it wouldn't start,” Bradley said, this time meeting Jake’s gaze. Jake looked at him, doubt all over his face. Bradley walked over to the couch and placed a kiss on Jake’s head. “Text him, he'll tell you the same thing,” Bradley told Jake as he walked out of the door. Jake did just that, and got the same story. He sighed and slumped back onto the couch.

By the time Bradley came back, it was late evening and the sun was starting to set. When he walked in the door, Jake immediately picked up on his nervous energy. Jake looked at his boyfriend curiously. “What crawled up your pants,” Jake asked, laughing. “Nothing,” Bradley said defensively. Jake gave him a ‘yeah right’ look. Bradley just gave Jake a shaky smile. “Bradley walked over to the couch where JAke was still sitting and kissed his head. “Let’s go for a drive,” he said softly. “Oh, now you want to spend time with me, “ Jake said sarcastically. Bradley just pinched him and laughed. “Come on, seriously, let’s go,” Bradley pleaded, giving Jake his best puppy dog eyes.

When they eventually stopped, it was at a section of the beach that was clearly private, but before Jake could even question it, Bradley was around the truck and opening Jake’s door. Jake shot him a questioning look, but Bradley just smiled and took Jake’s hand in his own. They both slipped their shoes off and Bradley led Jake over to what appeared to be a picnic blanket. When they got closer Jake realized that it was a picnic blanket, and it had small, flickering plastic lights lining it, and a little basket sat in the corner. Jake just stood there for a moment taking it all in. The lights, the steady sound of the waves and the way the sun wasn't quite below the horizon. When Jake snapped out of his moment of observation, he looked in front of him and saw Bradley on one knee.

Jake inhaled sharply and felt his eyes tear up. Bradley’s eyes were wet, and the setting sun made him seem like he was glowing. “Jake, baby, I have loved you since the very first time I saw you fly. You came into my life like a whirlwind, and my life has been all the better for it, and I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you. Jake, will you marry me?”Jake nodded vigorously, and pulled Bradely up and kissed him hard, tears running down both of their faces. “Yes, fuck, yes a thousand times over. I wanna spend the rest of my life with you too, Roo,” Jake mumbled against his fiance’s lips. “I have something else to show you,” Bradley said. Bradley took the silver band he had in his hand and showed Jake the inscription on the inside. It said ‘Too good to be true.’ Jake let out a wet laugh and kissed Bradley again. “Fuck I can't wait to marry you,” Jake said, kissing Bradley hard.

A/N: This…this got out of hand, and I will not apologize. I took the prompt and ran with it. I hope you like it Nonnie!

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Hi just a shy bean here asking for #3, that has some good potential for hurt/comfort. Love all your works and everything you've done so far

3. "Family isn't who you are born with, it’s who you’d die for.”

The second Bradley walked into the kitchen, he knew something was wrong. Jake was sitting at the table, his phone pressed to his ear with a frown on his face and watery eyes. “Yes, thank you very much, yes ma’am, thank you, you too,” Jake hung up and leaned forward and put his head on the table. Bradley slowly walked over and kissed the back of Jake’s neck. “Everything okay, baby,” Bradely asked softly. “My dad died,” Jake murmured without lifting his head. Bradley’s eyes widened. “How do you feel,” Bradley asked carefully. Jake sat up and shrugged, and stared off into the distance

“Jake, honey, talk to me,” Bradley pleaded after a few minutes of silence. Jake turned around in the chair to look Bradely in the eyes. Bradely’s heart broke. Jake’s eyes were watery, but distant.

“I don't know how I feel. Sad? Relieved that he can't hurt me anymore? But also guilty for feeling relieved,” Jake said. Jake’s dad was all he had in terms of blood family. He had a rough childhood, the man had been a drunk, and Bradley knew there had been some abuse. Bradley took Jake’s face in his hands. “Do not feel guilty, he did not make your life easy, and he doesn't deserve your guilt,” Bradley said firmly. Jake nodded, and a few tears escaped his green eyes. “Come here sweetheart,” Bradely said, pulling Jake up into his arms. Jake let out a small sob.

“I don't know why I feel this way, he was nothing to me, he wasn't a good person, and he definitely wasn't a good father,” Jake cried. Bradley just ran his hand through Jake’s hair. “He was all I had left of my mom, the only connection I had left to her,” Jake let out another sob at the mention of his mother. Bradley just shushed him gently. “Hey,” Bradley said, pulling back so he could look Jake in the eyes. “You have her baby, she’s always with you,” Bradley said, placing Jake’s hand over his heart. “Every single time you look in the mirror, she’s there staring right back at you,” Bradley told him. He had seen pictures of Jake’s mother, he was practically her clone, but their eyes were most similar. Jake just clutched Bradley tighter. “Come sit down with me, come on,” Bradley told him, leading Jake to the couch.

They collapsed on the couch together, and Jake curled himself around Bradely. They just sat there and Bradley just held Jake while he cried. Eventually Jake stopped, and his breathing evened out. After a while, Jake spoke. “I think I am more sad over the fact that he is the last family I had than I am the fact that he died.” Bradley knew to not take offense, Jake was hurting and Bradley knew he didn't mean it in a bad way. Bradley didn't say anything for several moments. “I think,” he said carefully, “that family isn't who you are born with, but who you would die for.” Jake turned slightly to look Bradley in the eyes. “Like you and Maverick,” Jake asked. Bradley nodded. “But also, me and you,” Bradley brushed his nose over Jake's cheek, “and the rest of our little found family,” Bradley said, referring to the rest of their team turned family. A small smile formed on Jake’s lips. “You would die for me,” Jake asked in a small voice. “Of course I would,” Bradley said without hesitation. “I would do anything for you, Jake. I love you so much, sweetheart,” Bradley said, placing a kiss on Jake’s forehead. “I love you too,” Jake whispered, burrowing deeper in Bradley’s arms.

Eventually, Jake fell asleep, his body exhausted, and Bradley called Maverick. “Hey dad, is it okay if we come over later?” Of course, is everything okay,” Maverick asked, his voice slightly tinged with worry. “Yeah, it will be,” Bradley said looking down at Jake's sleeping face. “You think Ice could make that one Russian dish that Jake likes,” Bradley asked. “Absolutely,” Maverick told him. “Thanks dad, we'll be there in a few hours,” Bradley told him. Before Bradley could hang up, Maverick asked, “Are you sure everything is okay?” Bradley nodded, even though Maverick couldn't see him. “Yeah, Jake’s just having a really tough day, and he’s okay, or he will be anyway, I think he just needs some Mavdad hugs and Ice’s cooking.” Maverick chuckled. Bob had called him that one time, and it had stuck. “Okay, well we will be here, dinner should be ready in about an hour and a half,” Maverick told him. “Okay, thanks dad, I’ll see you guys later, I love you.” “Love you too son.”

A/N: Okay, I got carried away with this one, won’t even lie. I like the way it turned out though, and I hope you do too @rebecarojas07

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okay you've cast your mutuals as easy company, but now plz consider: cast your mutuals as the pacific or gen kill? :)

Ooh Anon, thank you!! This was such a good idea that I'm gonna do both!! This will be the Pacific one and I'll do Gen. Kill in a separate post! 💖

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6 please?! Congrats

6. "It's three in the morning."

“Jake,” Bradley whispered. Jake didn't respond. “Jake,” Bradley whispered again. No response. “Jake,” Bradley hissed, poking his boyfriend in the side. “What,” Jake groaned. “Get up, I wanna show you something,” Bradley told him, trying to tug him off the bed. Jake whined and looked at his phone. “Bradley, it is three in the fucking morning, what could you possibly want to show me,” Jake complained. “Just come on, meet me in the backyard,” Bradley said excitedly. Bradley slipped off the bed and went out to their backyard and laid out a blanket in the grass.

When Jake came out five minutes later, his sweatpants were slung low on his waist and he was rubbing one hand over his eyes. He blinked sleepily at the blanket on the ground. “Bradley, why are we outside at three on the morning,” he questioned. Bradley just smiled again and pulled Jake down next to him on the blanket. Bradley arranged them so Jake was using his chest as a pillow. Jake went to close his eyes again, tired of Bradleys antics, but Bradley poked him in his side again. Jake grunted. “No, look,” Bradley said, pointing towards the sky. Jake’s eyes widened. “Whoa,” he said in awe. Bradley smirked and looked up too. They lived far enough out of the outskirts of the city that there wasn't a lot of light pollution, so at night they could see all of the stars if it wasn't cloudy. But tonight, there was a meteor shower, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. Bradley looked over and felt his heart skip a beat. Jake’s eyes were wide with wonder and were slightly shiny with tears.

Jake had told Bradley one time that the thing he missed most about Texas was the stars. Bradley pointed out that you can see stars just about anywhere and Jake had simply rolled his eyes and told him that the stars in Texas are different. So anytime there was a celestial event, and they were both home, Bradley would wake Jake up and give him the closest thing he could to his home state.

“I forgot there was one tonight,” Jake whispered. Jake felt Bradley’s eyes on him and looked at him, a soft look on his face. “We missed the last four you know,” Jake told him. “I do know,” Bradley said, nodding. That say there in silence be for a while, just watching the stars. “I’m going to take you to Texas one day,” Jake says. “Yeah?” radley asks. Jake nods. “There isn't anything there for me anymore, hasn't been since the day I turned eighteen,” Bradley nods, knowing Jake’s childhood was a sore subject, “but I think it would be nice for my future to have a look at my past,” Jake says the second part sofly. Bradley’s heart clenched. “I would love that, baby,” Bradley told him. Jake smiled and burrowed closer into Bradleys chest. Bradley smiled in contentment and pulled Jake closer.

A/N: This one is a bit on the short side, but I liked the way it turned out, I hope you like it too Nonnie!

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Please please please number 13?

13. “I didn’t say I love you to hear it back, I said it to make sure that you knew."

The carrier deck was swamped, people were everywhere trying to do their part to make sure this suicide mission didn't in fact turn into a suicide mission. But all Jake could focus on was Rooster. Rooster, who was standing in front of Jake, looking slightly terrified. There were so many things that Jake wanted to tell the man in front of him. That Rooster better come back, to not go slow, but to not go too fast, but when Jake opened his mouth, the only thing that came out was, “I love you.” Rooster had approximately five seconds to look shocked before someone was dragging him away to put him in his jet. Five seconds later, someone was doing the very same thing to Jake. The next two hours, all Jake could do was play the scene back in his head over and over again.

Later, after everyone was safely on deck and had been checked out by medical, Jake found himself in his room, finally laying down and letting his body relax after his adrenaline crash. His eyes were closed for approximately five minutes before his door opened. Jake knew who it was before he even opened his eyes. “Did you mean it,” Rooster asked. Jake opened his eyes and stared at Rooster. His cheeks were pink, his hair was messy, and his brown eyes were slightly wild. Jake didn't say anything for a moment and Rooster took three long strides to stand in front of him. “Did you mean it,” Rooster asked again, an edge of desperation in his voice.

“I did, I meant it,” Jake confirmed. “Jake,” Rooster exhaled, a pained expression on his face. Rooster’s hand twitched, like he wanted to reach out and touch Jake. “It’s okay, you don't have to say it back, I didn't say it to hear it back, I said it to make sure you knew.” Jake told him. Rooster made a pained noise. “Jake, I-” Rooster stopped, “Can I- can I sit,” he asked, voice small. Jake nodded and slid over, their beds were barely big enough for one grown man, let alone two, but Jake could tell Rooster needed the closeness. Jake didn't touch Rooster, save for their arms pressed up against each other.

“I thought I was going to die today. I was terrified the entire time I was in the air, and then it was just me and Maverick up in the air in a damn museum piece and I thought for sure I was going to die, I had even made some sort of peace with it.” Rooster turned to look at Jake. “But knowing I was leaving you here, after we never even really had a real chance, and knowing that you loved me anyway, that was the part I couldn't make peace with.” Jake sucked in a breath at the confession. “Bradley, I have loved you since just about the very first time I saw you,” Jake confessed. “But I don't want you to say it back because you feel like you have too, or you feel like you owe me,” Jake said emphatically.

“No!” Bradley exclaimed, shaking his head. “No,” he repeated, softer, but just as firm. “I love you because you are everything I’m not, and you are cocky as hell but you have plenty of cause to be, and because everytime i look at you I feel like I’m rocking six G’s,” Bradley explained. It was Jake’s turn to make a pained noise. “You do,” he asked softly. Bradley nodded. “I do, so fucking much that it scares me sometimes, Jake,” Bradley said. Jake nodded and pulled Bradely closer and kissed the top of his head. “I am so fucking glad you are okay,” Jake breathed. “I am, you saved me baby,” Bradley told him. Jake smiled at the nickname. “I’ll always be there to save you from now on, sweetheart.” Bradley smiled and curled himself around Jake, and a comfortable silence fell over the small room. They eventually fell asleep, Bradley a comforting weight on top of Jake.

A/N: Love confessions are the best confessions. I hope you like it @kinkyslytherinking !

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massive congrats on 300 aly! i'd love to see what you do with #14 :D

14. “Put that down, that is disgusting.” “It’s a mushroom.”

“Jake, we haven't seen them in six months, and we are telling them we are getting married, this has to be perfect,” Bradley warned. Jake just rolled his eyes. He had a pretty good feeling that Penny already knew, Maverick is awful at keeping secrets, and if Penny knew, there was a eight out of ten chance that Ameilia knew as well. Jake had asked Maverick for his approval just over eight months ago, a ring picked out and everything. Two months later, Jake was proposing on the landing strip of the carrier he and Bradley had been stationed on.

Now, they were back, and apparently grocery shopping for the most important night of their lives. “Bradley, baby, they are going to be ecstatic, and it’s just spaghetti, it's going to be fine,” Jake said fondly. Bradley just huffed at him and checked the list in his hand. “What is left,” Jake questioned. “Just the meat and the noodles, and then the herbs,” Bradley told him. Jake nodded. “Okay, how about you go get the noodles and the hamburger meat and I'll go get the produce,” Jake offered. Bradley hummed his agreement and went to walk off, but at the last second Jake grabbed the tail end of Bradley’s Hawaiian shirt and pulled him into a kiss. Bradley laughed against Jake’s lips and swatted at his arm before leaving the aslie, a sway in his hips.

When Bradley found Jake again, his fiance was staring at two bunches of garlic very seriously. Bradley rolled his eyes and plucked one of them out of Jake’s hands “Hey, I was looking at those,” Jake complained. Bradley just rolled his eyes again and turned around to put the three things in the basket. He heard Jake huff and when he turned around Jake had a pack of fresh mushrooms in his hand. Bradley made a face. “Absolutely not, put those back, those are disgusting,” he stated. Jake looked at him like he was crazy. “They are mushrooms,” Jake said slowly. Bradley rolled his eyes. “ I know they are mushrooms, Bagman,” Bradley teased. Jake huffed out a surprised laugh at the nickname. “They are mushrooms that are most definitely not going into our spaghetti,” Bradley continued, crossing his arms against his chest. Jake laughed and raised his eyebrow. “Our spaghetti?” Bradley blushed and huffed. “Fine, mushrooms that aren't going in your spaghetti.” Bradley couldn’t cook to save his life.

“How did I not know you don't like mushrooms,” Jake asked, making a face. “We’ve been together for how long,” Bradley pretended to count on his fingers, “a year and a half, and yet somehow you don't know that I can't stand mushrooms,” Bradley said, a hand over his heart, faking offense. Jake just rolled his eyes at his fiance’s antics and put the mushrooms back. “Why don't you like them,” Jake asked, steering them to the checkout. Bradley shrugged. “They look weird.” Jake looked at him, a very unimpressed look on his face. “That is not a reason to not like a food.” Bradley just shrugged again. “They are also slimy and smell weird,” Bradley defended. Jake turned to Bradley. “You do realize you sound exactly like Ansley right.” Bradley poked his bottom lip out. Ansley was Jake’s five year old niece. “I do not. I am a grown man that just knows what he likes,” Bradley said, with a pout on his face. “Now you're a grown man that looks like a five your old,” Jake said, pointing out Bradleys pout. Bradley made an offended noise. Jake just chuckled and kissed the pout off his fiance’s lips.

Later, at dinner, after they had started eating, Penny chimed up. “Jake, this is amazing, some mushrooms would have given it a little extra taste though,” Penny said helpfully.

Jake shot Bradley his best movie star smile over the table. Bradley just groaned and put his face in his hands.

A/N: This may or may not have gotten out of hand, and I may or may not have used my own bias over mushrooms for this. I hope you like it Rad! @rad-topgunn