#tropicwrites

We all know he LOVES your boobs. They’re one of his favourite parts of you. “So squishy and stress relieving” he says whenever he can get his hands on them

Your favourite part of living in San Diego was the sun. You love suntanning.

One day, Bradley got to leave training early. He didn’t expect to come home to the most angelic sight of his life.

You were spewed out on a lounge chair, with the smallest bikini you could find to get the best tan lines.

Your breasts were just glistening and shiny. You applied to your favourite sun tanning oil — Hawaiian Tropic.

“Mhm baby I should’ve came home sooner” Bradley grunts out, taking a seat next to you on the lawn chair.

“How was your day, my love” you ask, sitting up. Bradley just stares with his mouth agape as your breasts are very close to him now. They look so soft and shiny.

“Better now that I seen you, and the twins” he blurts out, warranting a laugh from you. The twins is what he called your breasts on occasion (like every time he could.)

He promptly grabs you to straddle his lap, roaming his hands over your oiled up body. “This is the skimpiest bikini i’ve ever seen. Wear it more often” he grins, his hands making their way to your chest.

“Will do baby” you squeal as he’s hoisting you both up, making his way to the kitchen with your legs still wrapped around his waist.

With the taste of the oil, he’s a ravenous man gnawing on your breasts. He loved the pretty sounds coming out of your mouth whenever he did this.

Your day went from basking in the sun, to a mid afternoon fuck on the kitchen counter, with Bradley never taking his hands off your tanned breasts.

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Just as Bradley got in his car to chase you down, he wondered if he’d even be able to catch up to you. He worried he missed out on his last chance to change everything. He quickly sped off from The Hard Deck, and drove quickly (but safely!!) down the way you drove off.

Within a few minutes he sees your car in sight. You were parked on the side of the road crying your eyes out. You never thought you’d be in this situation again. He steps on the gas even more to make sure he’d catch you in time.

Just as you were about to re-cooperate from your mental breakdown, you see a familiar blue Bronco speed past, and park in front of you. You can’t believe he nearly killed himself to get to you.

You see Bradley get out of his car and run towards you. Debating on whether or not to get out of your car, you decide the latter. Swinging your car door open you knock Bradley back a few steps. As you both start laughing, he confesses something you’ve been dying to hear.

“I should have never let you walk away, Y/N. 10 years ago, and now.” he states. You’re both leaning against your car, that's hot from the sun raining down on it.

“I’m so sorry for not trying harder then. I was really stupid for letting you go.” he murmurs, looking down at his feet as he kicks dirt. You stare at him in disbelief. You always thought it was easy for him to just let you go. At least, that’s what you told yourself.

You thought he moved on within days, but the truth is, no girl would ever be you. You were it for him. You hung the stars in the sky for him. He tried moving on, sleeping around to find someone that would bring him the happiness you introduced to him. He never found that sunshine in their smiles, the kind heart you possess. You were the only one who could bring him that kind of happiness.

Staring at him, you realize he’s trying to hold back tears. You always had a soft spot for guys when they show their emotions. He explains the whole moving on fiasco, choking back tears.

“I really tried to move on, I assumed you wanted nothing to do with me after I left you in the dust,” he mutters through the tears eventually falling down his cheek, “you are it for me. You’re the only one who can give me the happiness I crave. Ever since that first day in college, you filled my sky with stars.” Now you were both crying. You can’t believe after all this time he still loved you.

“Oh, Bradley.” you look at him, reaching to his cheek to wipe the tears off with your thumb. He puts his hand over yours. You still felt as soft as he remembered. All those lonely nights on deployments. He kept numerous polaroid's and other photos of you in many places. His wallet, his phone, his helmet, and his pockets. He would always pull them out whenever he missed you, which was almost constantly. You never left his brain, no matter how hard he tried.

He never reached out because he was scared of seeing you with someone else. Little did he know, you never moved on as well. Sure, there were other guys, but they were never Bradley. They were never the sweet, nerdy boy you fell in love with. They never made you smile that hard. Hell, they couldn’t even give you the sex that Bradley did. After all these years, and many other guys, he was still the best you've ever had.

"I never moved on, Bradley. You are the one made for me too." you confess, tears still slipping out of your eyes. "Who did you have your arm around tonight." you ask, wondering if you should have even asked that, you didn't want to seem jealous or anything, despite the fact that you were, only a smidge though.

“That was just a friend, I promise. There’s no one else like you Sunshine.” he states, you still love that nickname he gave to you all those years ago.

Before Bradley showed up, crying to you on the side of a road in the middle of San Diego, cars speeding by every other minute, you were about to start your car again and drive off, leaving him behind forever. Now that he's here, confessing he still loves you, everything comes flooding back to you.

"I was just about to drive away, before you pulled up." you sob.

"I guess it's meant to be then, huh Sunshine." you smile at the nickname. The nickname that made you wince not even an hour ago, is making you grin like you were a college student again. "There's that smile I missed so much." he smiles, and its a continuous cycle of his smile making your smile bigger, vice versa.

He quickly puts his lips to yours, for the first time in a decade. He still kissed the same, the kiss you missed more than anything. You always felt so safe in his arms. He was your comfort.

He missed your kisses, they were always his favorite.

After that amazing reunion kiss, you followed Bradley back to his house. And just like you predicted, he was still great in bed. No guy could ever make you finish that many times. You both fell asleep that night, content and happy that you were finally in each others arms.

That morning, Bradley woke up first. He was used to waking up early for his job, he rolled over to see the sight that he dreamt about for years on end. You, cozy against his comforter and pillows, with drool coming out of the corner of your lip. Not the prettiest sight to you, but to Bradley? He wish he could snap a polaroid of this. He would, if he didn't get rid of the camera in a fit of rage one night. He kept it on his beside table, but one drunken night he just got sick of looking at it, constantly reminding him of his mistake.

After about 10 minutes of staring at you with such love, you woke up to him looking at you. "Tell me this is the first time you're staring at me while I'm sleeping" you laugh, with a raspy morning voice. He loved your deep, raspy morning voice. It was a stark difference from your usual sweet tone voice.

"Nope, sweetheart, this is certainly not my first time staring at you while you slept" he exclaimed, in his (still have butterflies over that video) own raspy voice, "And it won't be the last."

And it wasn't the last time he'd stare at you before you woke up. He always made sure to wake up before you, just so he could have a slice of sunshine before he went to work.

You eventually stayed in San Diego, with him. Living with him again filled your heart back up, after years of living alone.

After 6 months, Bradley couldn't wait anymore. He found out what rings you liked based on your Pinterest account. This was the ring he settled on. He felt it radiated almost the same sunshine as you did. He brought you out to eat at your go to date night restaurant, and then to the beach. The sun was setting with the prettiest yellow sky. As you two were walking through the small waves, holding hands, he quickly stepped in front of you, stepping on your foot, in true Bradley fashion.

"Ow, watch it, dork" you giggle, pretending to wince in pain.

"Sorry baby, this is important" he says, voice slightly shaking.

As he drops down to one knee, you can't stop the tears from welling in your eyes. He grabs your soft hand, letting out a quick cough.

"Sunshine, this is way overdue. I should've done this over 10 years ago. I knew I wanted to marry you then, I was just a stupid guy." he states, choking back tears himself, "I've loved you every single day since you ran into me in college, and I'll continue to love you every single day if you let me." He quickly pulls out a small box, with the most gorgeous ring you've ever seen in your life.

With tears streaming down your face, you quickly scream "YES!!!" as you jump into his arms, getting spun around a few times. After setting you down, he made haste and slid the ring on your finger. A few people that were on the beach that watched start clapping and cheering.

And they both lived happily ever after,