“Wow,” Bradley says, and Jake almost can’t hear him over the sound of the wind. The audible force of his awe just barely reaches him, tangling with the song still rolling through his ear. “Pretty.”
Jake breathes hard as he watches Bradley’s profile, the sun glinting off the sharp plane of his nose. He’s edged in gold all around; his neck gleams with sweat, and he has a few little freckles there that Jake can’t remember noticing before now. Lips parted around an exhale, Bradley swivels to give Jake his back as he watches some pelicans go by, or listens to a family shrieking in joy on the sand below.
Jake blinks, still breathing heavy.
“Yeah,” he agrees, as if murmuring from a dream.
if it weren't for second chances by @ozonecologne is so good guys. i've been thinking about this fic for like twenty-four hours straight.
(I need more brothers Jake and Bob so I wrote more... also it's NZSL week and I've been using NZSL a lot this week so... on theme.)
Natasha is bored, scrolling through Instagram, when she sees it. Two handsome men standing side-by-side, the guy in the back rolling his eyes but his smile is wide and cheerful. Although there are captions, she turns the volume on, the guy talking has a nice voice, but he’s also signing, movements fast. Fluid. Fluent.
“Hi, I’m Robert. Bob. And this is my brother Jake. Thirty-three. Deaf. He works fulltime as an engineer, has his own house. He’s also chronically single because he has terrible taste in men. So! I’m taking over, I’m taking applications for people that want to be his boyfriend. Oh yeah, he’s also gay. So, sorry ladies, you’ll lead to look elsewhere.”
In the background Jake has been signing, not matching what Bob has been doing with his hands. Then Bob throws back his head, laughs, shakes his head and rolls his eyes.
“My DMs are open and I am taking applications. You don’t need to know sign, but it’ll definitely help bump you up the list.”
Bob is cute, and clearly loves his brother and she finds herself smiling as the clip ends with them shoving at each other.
“What are you smiling at?” Bradley asks, dropping in to the space beside her, worn springs of the rec-room sofa creaking in protest and the sagging cushions forcing them together.
“Just the Instagram algorithm showing me single guys…”
“Sure you’re not on Tinder?”
“Fuck you.”
“Are they hot? Show me,” Bradley orders, resting his head on her shoulder and she rolls her eyes but presses the rewatch, holds her phone between them so he can see. Bradley is watching intently, making little amused noises under his breath and it’s not that funny. Cute. But not funny.
“Why are you laughing?”
“The guy in the background. He’s… he’s signing something completely different. Bob is single too. Jake’s only agreed to this if they’re double dates, but he’s pretty picky, so don’t expect a second date. Yes, he does have a big ego. He also has a big dick to go with it. He said not being able to sign is a deal breaker. He’s sick of having to make accommodations just to be able to communicate. Then he called Bob the best older brother, which is what Bob stands for apparently.”
“So… Bob posted this. But he must have seen what Jake signed.”
“Yeah. Obviously weeding out people who don’t know sign.”
“Wait. Since when did you know sign language?”
“My uncle, and my mom before that. Why? You want to go on a double date?”
“Pfft. They’re probably on the other side of the country.”
“That’s not a no. And from you that’s a resounding yes. What’s the guy’s name?” Bradley asks, and he’s pulling his phone out, jostling her and she holds her phone out so Bradley can see the name and search it up before she taps on the guy’s profile. Bradley is doing the same, and he’s sitting up suddenly, making her sink into the gap further and she pushes against him, struggling to sit up properly.
“What?”
“They’re in San Diego. I’m going to message him!”
“No!”
“Come on! The guy’s hot and if nothing comes of it we’ll still have gone out… Live a little Phoenix.”
Saw this idea somewhere, cannot for the life of me remember where. But prompted my brain into a 5+1 situation in which Jake, normally put together, hot as the sun, confident and sexy Jake, is an absolute mess of a human in front of this one guy in his apartment building. Apparently cursed to appear messy and clumsy in front of him. And it's always the same fucking guy much to Jake's growing horror.
--- ONE
Staggering in at 7am, still drunk, missing a shoe, has drink stains on his shirt, lipstick smears on his face, tie missing, tear in his pants, feather boa around his waist. He's been at Javy's bachelor party all night, and Javy's sisters planned a banger of a party. Jake is glad he's taken Monday off work to recover. But standing at the entryway is a hot guy who is looking at him with raised eyebrows and Jake just gives him a little jerk of the chin and hopes he never sees him again.
--- TWO
No such luck. Next time Jake sees him he's just coming back to his apartment from the building gym and the same guy is there, waiting for the lift. He's wearing a suit this time, a full three-piece and looks all professional and put together and Jake feels even more hot and sweaty by comparison. The guy seems to be uncomfortable, and Jake isn't sure if it's him or maybe the way he smells. Next time he'll take the stairs.
--- THREE
This is the universe conspiring against him. He gets the call from the delivery company that they're trying to deliver a parcel and he's just spilled pasta sauce down his shirt, is wearing his loosest sweatpants, hair fluffy from his shower. He's only in his socks when he goes down to the lobby to sign for his parcel and of course the hot apartment guy is there and Jake nods in greeting but wishes the ground could maybe open up and swallow him whole.
--- FOUR
He's juggling his bag, the recently bought coffee and the key to his letterbox when his bag slips and spills open, contents going everywhere. It could be worse, he could have dropped his coffee instead. Bad enough to look up and see the feet and long legs of hot apartment guy standing in the doorway and watching him. Hot apartment guy bends down and helps him pick up his things and his smile is absolutely devastating. Jake forgets to even say thank you.
--- FIVE
He's kind of given up thinking he'll ever make a good impression on hot apartment building guy, but he's just spent the morning with his nieces and he's actually put together for once. His jeans are well fitting, shirt nice, no spills which is a small miracle considering how he spent the morning. He crosses paths with hot apartment again as he enters the building and hot apartment guy is leaving and the way hot apartment guy bites his lip and looks at him, all shy and sweet makes Jake suddenly hopeful that he thinks Jake is hot.
Then he gets into the lift and sees his reflection in the mirror - dark smear of what is apparently plum jelly on one cheek and about a dozen pastel coloured butterfly clips in his hair. He thinks hot apartment guys smile is now him trying to hold back laughter.
--- +1
Jake turns up to the wedding rehearsal, he's Javy's best man, the only guy in fact, all the other people standing up beside Javy being his three sisters. Standing up with Natasha are her two sisters, then her best friends Bob and Bradley, neither of whom Jake has met yet, although... hot apartment guy is standing there nursing a bottle of beer and Jake KNOWS he looks good right now, but hot apartment guy somehow looks hotter and how is that fucking fair?
Meanwhile, Bradley's internal dialogue and observations:
Damn, looks like he had a good time. I wonder what he was celebrating? Would it be weird to ask?
Jesus fucking Christ. 🥵🥵🥵 DON'T STARE AT HIM!
He looks SO SOFT. And he smells like tomato and garlic. CAN HE COOK?
Cute cute cute. His ass looks SO GOOD. Don't be a dick. Act cool. Fuck. Apartment 5C. J Seresin. Why is that name familiar?
OH MY GOD Does he have kids? He looks like he'd be good with kids? I can't offer up my child bearing hips, I don't have child bearing hips. 😩😭
+1 - Bradley sees Jake at the rehearsal dinner and his brain is:
hmmmmmmm … for stop 🤠🤠🤠🤠 have some porn of two losers being sweet
⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
“Fuck you feel good. Fuck.” Jake gritted out above him, hips completely frozen with restraint. “Can I move?”
“Give me a second. Need you like this.” Bradley let the words fall out before he could think to stop them. Jake’s grip tightened at his calf.
“You can always have me like this. Whenever you need it.” Jake dragged his lips from Bradley’s jaw down to his throat, sucking while their bodies writhed together— slow and hot. Sex had never felt this fucking good.
“Like you this close.” The words came out as a whisper, but Jake heard. Bradley could tell by the way his eyes softened— the way his kiss slowed.
This was different territory for them. The soft touches, the check ins, the whispered confessions. It was different from the chase, from circling around each other wondering who would bite first.
“I’ve got you.” Is all Jake said, nuzzling his nose into the crook of Bradley’s neck. Waiting.
I yearn for Omega Bradley. Specifically, I yearn for the loving household where he was raised, which taught him to respect every gender, with Mav and Ice being alphas but doing their best to set a good example for him. With only Hollywood and Chipper as his omega uncles. I yearn for when his papers were pulled, and he still ran off. I yearn for a misunderstanding with Mav( where it gets fixed). In a world where you normally present at 21, and Bradley is so stressed out, presents early, and ends up at Hollywolfs house. I yearn for Omega Bradley, still finding a way into the academy, but he experiences the harshness from others he was sheltered from. (not gonna traumatise him too much) But it still has it affects. He makes it through school but comes out different. More walls have been built, and he doesn't let people in. he goes to flight school, becomes known and guarded. He makes it through Top Gun, guarded, and teaches the next year. Hollywolf does their best, but even they struggle to get through to Bradley. He meets Jake on his second deployment, and that stupid alpha of a man is smitten with the hardass omega. Jake chases after him, respectfully of course, and starts getting through. As my lovely roommate says, Jake would be pussy-whipped for Bradley. He would shower the fuck out of Bradley with pampering, showing him how loved he is. I yearn for Bradley introducing Jake to Hollywolf and Jake being terrified of Hollywood because that's Bradley's Omega provider and role model and a badass pilot, and admiral. (Wolf is also, in fact, scared of his mate sometimes.) A world where Mav and Bradley talk sooner rather than later. a world where Jake and Bradley have an amazing family.
I also yearn for different version but I need to think more on it
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