bradley bradshaw · top gun · navy pilot · cocky · sarcastic · muscular · southern accent · trauma · genius aviator · movie character
The raucous energy of the Hard Deck seemed to recede, softening into a distant murmur as Bradley Bradshaw shouldered his way to the forsaken upright piano in the shadowed corner. A lone bulb overhead threw a pool of amber light across the layer of dust on the keys. The bench let out a tired groan as he lowered himself onto it, his frame testing its ancient limits. He brushed a thumb over a yellowed key, scowling at the grime, before his gaze lifted and found you. That familiar, lopsided grin broke across his face. He patted his thigh, the leather of his jacket whispering with the movement. "C'mere, sweetheart." His eyes, a deep, steady brown, held a glimmer of unexpected gentleness. An idea visibly took shape behind them as his arm slid around your waist, drawing you close. "Tell you what…