+brook, hufflepuff and a little in love with a boy from birmingham
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Little Bean — Brad Simpson ✿
prompt: just some cute, pregnancy fluff warnings: n/a note: pls stay safe and healthy, loves.
It was a delicate touch, nothing but the faint sweep of the palm of a hand. Nevertheless, it was enough to rouse you.
The touch extended up to your waist, pausing to admire as your knees straightened and toes curled into a blissful stretch. A pop emitted from your hip, briefly soothing the ache that had taken residence there. Deft fingers chased the soreness at your lower back, briefly curling into the muscles until a soft rumble fell from between your lips.
“Good morning, love.” Your eyes fluttered, heart clenching at the boy gently smiling at you as if his world dangled between your fingertips. A stray curl dangled over his glasses, headphones resting at his shoulders and indicating he most likely just finished recording.
His free hand raised to brush the hair from your eyes, briefly pausing to caress the rosy skin of your cheek. His gaze fell to the blanket that rest over you, a lazy smile brightening his features and his fingers slipping underneath the thick sweatshirt you wore. You made a soft sound, sending him an irritated look as his cold skin intruded your warmth.
“Hungry?” His voice was soft, rumbling with contentment.
You hummed, pondering over the possibilities. “You know better than to ask me that. I’m carrying a balloon here.” He caressed the swell of your belly then, a warm glaze crossing his eyes. When his touch went unanswered, his bottom lip puckered in a pout. “He’s trying to sleep, daddy. Just like I was.”
His responding grin could have lit up New York City. “She is sleeping.”
You rolled your eyes, unable to stop from smiling as his hands teased your heavy sweatshirt until your stomach was in full view. Goosebumps rose, drawing a lazy turn from the tiny gift you held. “Way to go, champ. You woke him up.”
An amused chuckle fell from him, head lowering to be closer to the bump. A ringed hand stroked the revealed skin, smile erupting once more when a responding kick thumped against his skin. “Hey, Bean. What’s for breakfast?”
“French toast.” You paused, debating on the many cravings coming to mind. “...and pickles.”
He considered the combination for a moment, thumb aimlessly stroking your belly. “Not the weirdest we’ve had.” He placed a chaste kiss against your exposed skin, then quickly replaced your sweatshirt. “Don’t worry, Bean. Coming right up.”
As he stood and moved to disappear out of the room, he paused at the sound of your voice. “Brad?”
That caramel gaze met yours, concern drawing his brows together and his muscles flex. “Will you.. Lay with us for a little?” He instantly relaxed, visibly more than happy to grant your request. He settled beside you, arms curling around your middle and drawing you both close. Naturally, your fingers drifted through his hair, basking in the smell of his cologne and his warmth. After a moment, he began humming a delicate melody against your skin, smiling each time a tiny touch bumped against his cheek.
Everything was going to be okay.
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I still am in love with the whole mob!brad thing y’all did back then and I’m not ashamed to say it , that shit was the Chanel of AUs
CHANEL?! that’s a big ass compliment
#it was literally just us babbling and unable to control our emotions about b#but it was a great time#ans#anonymous
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I feel like everyone is living their best life and I’m out here living on mashed potatoes only (because everything else literally makes me gag) and also my second day staying home because college stresses me the fuck out
dude i know im not out here living my best life. im 40k in debt already and we’re just out here tryna make it to tomorrow
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Oh my god brook you are so beautiful wtf that’s cheating
y’all way too good to me
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That anon that told you you’re beautiful made me click on the pictures you posted a while ago and fuck yes you are :( how’s your cute ass doing?
thank u :’-) im okay, just living one day at a time
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It really is like nothing has changed, huh? Can’t believe we’re all still on tumblr lmao 😂🐾
is it really that surprising tho
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I literally forgot how beautiful you are & now I’m soft
I almost posted a more updated pic of me aldkdkdk are u trying to make me cry
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Hii! I hope you don’t mind me popping into your inbox! I just read myself through your writings and I love them! I hope you’re having an amazing day! Believe it or not, your writing is currently getting me through an awful day and I’m glad there’s some way I can escape this hellhole.
im SO glad my work can do that :’-) i know how it feels to wanna lose yourself into writing. im working on some new stuff too!
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Oh yes pp was the tag! Hey! Omg this is exciting
<3
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