May 11
“you're looking at me like i've grown two heads. miss me that much?”
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“you're looking at me like i've grown two heads. miss me that much?”
he knows it, even if he won't say it out loud — that this little crush is getting severely out of hand. he'd started doing his laundry, just on the off chance they'd show up. dawning clean pairs of clothes, features cleaned up and not their usual levels of unkempt. his roommate had given him a strange look a few days ago, said he was being weird. bradford used the age old excuse of getting his act together, which had only made his roommate laugh and tell him to get his rent money together first. except he wasn't getting his life, or his financial situation, together in the slightest — he was doing this for purely selfish, romantic reasons. was it wrong to crush on your roommate's significant other? only if you really liked your roommate, he'd guess. it's half past midnight and he lingers around in the kitchen, can of red bull open while he cooks himself a meal ( uses the airfryer ), ramrod standing up straight as they come out of the room opposite of is. "damn, finished so soon?" he jokes, offering them a grin. / @hellrisings
"hey babe, welcome home!" he was all smiles, standing in a kitchen that wasn't his, in an apron that he didn't own, making food with ingredients he didn't buy. he didn't even a shirt on his own back, so suffice to say this was as close to rock bottom as someone could get — shacking up with your situationship who hadn't quite kicked you to the curb after about a week of never leaving. he liked to think he was rocking the whole 'i can fix him' kind of vibe — maybe they were into it too? regardless, he doesn't plan to step on toes, especially when said toes could very well kick him out the door. "i'm cooking pasta — cause i'm part italian." he wasn't. "you want anything else?" / @sacredied
"are you from tennessee? 'cause you're the only ten i see." epic line, if he says so himself, sliding onto the barstool and shooting them a grin. truthfully, he'd worked up the courage to do this for about the past twenty minutes. beautiful faces had always been his kryptonite, even if he'd always severely lacked in game. "names bradford. you can call me brad, or ford, or maybe just yours." / @enamortes
◎ do you plan on approaching brad about him hurting milly?
truth meme.
❝ i’m plannin’ on doin’ more than just approaching him. i’m one of the only people my son still respects, and unfortunately, his sister isn’t on that list. now, i know i can’t stop him from doing wrong by other people, but if he so much as lays a FINGER on mil again, he’ll come to find it wont be hard to exclude him from this family. ❞
who do you think you are?
I like that he calls me 'dearest'. c':
he calls me to say good afternoon. how cute. (=