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obsessedwfictionalcharacters · 2 years ago

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Fire Alarm- Bradley Bradshaw

Authors Note: Ok so I have been on a bit of a Top Gun kick the last couple of days so I thought I would write some about Top Gun. This popped into my head and I couldn’t get it out soo here your go. In this story Rooster/Bradley is about 16, I have searched around but I haven’t been able to find how old he was when Carole died so I’m gonna say 15-16 for the sake of this fic... sorry if its wrong.

Synopsis: 16 year old Bradley Bradshaw has been suspended, now he has to deal with his very worried and somewhat angry godfather, who is just trying to cope at this point.

Warnings: Written quickly, Teenage angst, Angry and worried daderick, Bradley is scared but kind of for no reason, oh and fluff towards the end.

Bradley Bradshaw had a headache, firstly he was just suspended from school and he would have to somehow explain that to Maverick, and secondly because the Principal is very insistent on calling him now.

“Okay Bradley, is your godfather at home or at work on base?”

“He’s on base.” Bradley mumbled.

“Great.” The Principal started to dial the number but before she could finish Bradley stopped her.

“He might not answer.”

“Yes, Bradley I am well aware of that thank you, now can you stop trying to get me to not call him and just be quiet?”

“Yes Ma’am.” Bradley muttered a bit reluctantly.

The Principal finished dialing and put the phone to her ear, after a couple of rings the phone was picked up.

“Hello, Captain Mitchell speaking.”

“Hello, this is Principal Miller over at Bradley’s high school.”

“Is he okay?” Maverick asked, feeling his heartrate begin to pick up.

“Yes, he’s fine, I just wanted to let you know that he has been suspended.”

“Why?”

“That is something I will let him tell you himself.”

With that sentence Bradley felt his heart drop, he was hoping she would tell him, that way he didn’t have to see his reaction.

“Can you put him on the phone?”

“Yes of course.” She said as she handed Bradley the phone.

“He wants to speak with you.”

“Hi, Mav.” Bradley spoke with just a hit of a tremor in his voice.

“Do not hi Mav me right now, what did you do Bradley? No actually don’t tell me, we will have this conversation at home. Which by the way, is where you better be when I get home from work, do not let me here that you were anywhere but home Bradley. Do you understand?”

“Yes sir, I understand.”

“Great, and Bradley?”

“Yes sir?”

“I love you kid.” He said then he hung up the phone.

That sentence made him feel better because however irrational it may seem he has been worried about how much Mav will care about him after this.

Bradley handed the phone back to the Principal who put it back on the hook.

“Can I go now?”

“Yes, Bradley you can go, I will see you at the start of next week.”

“Ok.”

Then he headed out to the parking lot, where he was met by his bestfriend Logan.

“What Logan?”

“I just wanted to say I'm sorry for you know.”

“Yeah I know, but you might want to go back to class before you get caught out here.”

“Yeah your probably right, how’d Mav take the news?”

“Oh you know not great. He sounded pretty pissed, told me I wasn’t allowed to leave the house and all before he got home, but it will be fine.”

“Yeah, don’t worry too much about it.”

“I’m trying not to, but I’ve got to go, I don’t know when Mav will get home but I do not want to get there after him, and I’m not really supposed to be on school property right now.”

“Right, I’ll call you later, if you know your not grounded.”

“Yeah, probably will be but I guess we shall see.”

Then he turned and got into his truck, and Logan went back to class.

A couple of hours later, Bradley heard Mav pull into the driveway and he started to bit his nails. Just as he was about to go to his room to hopefully hide away for a little while, Maverick came inside.

“Well, I guess we need to have a little talk.”

“Yes sir.”

“What did you do?”

“Well I... I may have...”

“May have what Bradley come on”

Bradley looked as if he was going to be sick. Noticing this made Maverick soften his eyes a little bit.

“Kid, calm down, your fine. You look like I am about to hurt you. Kid, have I ever hurt you?”

“No.”

“Exactly, so you are going to tell me what you did because I have to know, and then we can talk about it and move on.”

“Ok. So I may have pulled a fire alarm?”

“Is that a question or a statement?”

“Statement, sir.”

“Why?”

“Because Logan and I had a test we didn’t want to take so I pulled it to get out of it.”

“Of course you did, ok so you are grounded but I think that goes without saying.”

“For how long?”

“Oh, lets say a week from the phone, two from going out.”

Bradley rolled his eyes, and Mav hit the back of his head playfully.

“Don’t roll your eyes at me, your the one who pulled a fire alarm to get out of a test, jeez you really did take after your dad.” Maverick laughed.

“Uh huh, what about you Mav, I'm sure you’ve done some things.”

“Uh we don’t talk about it, now you want pizza?”

“Yeah, and I know you said that I couldn’t use the phone, but can I just call one person really fast?”

Maverick raised his eyebrows but smiled, “Let me guess, Logan?”

Bradley shook his head laughing a little.

“Fine call him, but no more than five minutes unless of course you want me to start telling childhood stories about you.”

Bradley’s face turned bright red as he turned around, and Maverick couldn’t stop laughing.

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obsessedwfictionalcharacters · 3 years ago

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Walking through your front door you try to be as quiet as humanly possible. It was strange to be sneaking into your own house, and you felt as if you were back to being a teenager sneaking in past your curfew, but when it came down to it this was better than him finding out about your little altercation at the store.

Of course you should’ve known that no one not even you could hide something from Alfie Solomons.

As you made your way further into the house Cyril came bounding toward you. That usually wouldn’t be such a problem, but today was far from a usual day. So of course when Cyril scared you by barreling into your legs your arms flew out and knocked over a vase, which then crashed to the ground and broke into pieces.

Exactly what you were trying to avoid: loud noises.

“Love, is that you?” Alfie’s voice grumbled out, as his footsteps could be heard coming closer to the room you were in.

“Yes.” You answered back coming to terms that you would have to explain your tearstained cheeks and the bruises beginning to form on your face and forearms.

“What are you doing home so soon, my love.”

As he said this you forced yourself to look into his face, and as soon as you did you could see a shift in his demeanor.

“Are you okay? What happened?” Concern filled his voice and his face.

“I’m fine, just a little trouble at the market is all.” You said, but you couldn’t stop the fear from seeping into your voice.

Alfie pulled you into a tight hug and you winced at the pressure that was put on your arms. As soon as you did, you knew that there was going to be a dead man by night fall, and for some reason you had a comfort in that. Did that make you a bad person? You didn’t have time to think about the answer.

“Who did this to you my love?”

“Just some guy who said that I, that I...” You broke down in tears.

Alfie enveloped you in a bear hug, pushing your face into his shoulder and whispering comforting words into your ear.

“Your safe, Love. Nothing is going to happen to you, I won’t let anyone hurt you again.”

Listening to his words and being in hi embrace slowly began to bring comfort to you, and calm you down.

“Alfie?”

“Yes, My Love?”

“I’m scared.”

“I know. I know, but I promise you that this will not happen again.”

“How can you promise something like that, you may be a very powerful man, but that just makes you more enemies.”

“Yes, and they are going to learn to come after me, and not my wife. But don't’ worry about that now, lets get you into a bath and then bed, okay I will take care of everything. You don’t need to worry about it anymore.”

The next morning you woke, snuggled up on Alfie’s chest. You knew that he must of been feeling guilty or worried or perhaps both, because you never woke up with him still there. Actually most of the time he was up and at the bakery before the sun was even in the sky.

The warmth that he was radiating was comforting and you began to snuggle into his chest further.

“Ah, your awake love, finally.”

“Sorry, not everyone can enjoy getting up before the sunrise, Alf.”

“Well you best begin to get dressed.”

“Why?”

“Because you are coming down to the Bakery with me today.”

“Again I ask why?”

“Because you are still shaken up from yesterday, so you don’t want to be alone, and I won’t be able to get any work down worried about you. So, the obvious conclusion is for you to be with me all day. Well, that and I need you to look at something for me.”

A few hours hours later you were sitting in your husbands office when Ollie knocked on the door. “Alfie, I brought that guy here do you want me to bring him in.”

“Yes. Yes.”

That’s when the man that attacked you the day before walked into your walked into the room. You stood up immediately and scurried across the room to stand behind your husband.

“Sir, I...I swear that I didn’t know that she was your wife.” The man stuttered out.

“You see how scared she looks right now, NO ONE CAN MAKE HER LOOK LIKE THAT.” Alfie roared out.

Then Ollie and another man came in and dragged the man out.

“Okay, Love I want you to stay in here until I come get you okay, don’t worry my men are everywhere around here.” He said, then kissed your forehead.

He was true to his word no one ever bothered you in that way again. You weren’t sure what happened to that man and you didn’t ask questions all you knew was that ever since that day every time a man saw you on the street or at the market they walked the other way.

#alfie solomons fluff #protective husband alfie #peaky blinder fanfic #nerd stuff #tommy shelby #who did that to you

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