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After a long night of drinking at the Hard Deck with the Dagger Squad, Bradley dragged Jake out back towards the porch. It was a nice night out, the clouds were clear and there was a nice breeze coming from the ocean.
“Dragged me out here for a special performance Bradley?” Jake teased, but he didn’t really fight as he was dragged away from their friends and the rest of the patrons.
Bradley hummed in the low light, eyes dancing with mirth. Fueled by the alcohol he had consumed, he ventured to try what he had wanted to try since they got back from the mission.
“Are you lonesome tonight?” he started, his tone low and teasing.
“Elvis tonight huh?” Jake asked, eyes sparkling in the dark light.
Bradley nodded and slipped his arm around Jake’s waist to pull him close. “Do you miss me tonight?” he continued singing, voice low and soft, this performance reserved only for his lover.
“Always miss you Rooster,” Jake responded.
“Does your memory stray
To a brighter sunny day
When I kissed you and called you....”
Bradley leaned in to whisper, “...sweetheart” at the end of that stanza. He delighted when he felt Jake shiver in his arms when he did.
“Do the chairs in your parlor
Seem empty and bare?”
He dragged his hand up and down Jake’s back, tracing the strong muscles he had there. It was enough to draw out a gasp from the blonde, music to Bradley’s ears.
“Do you gaze at your doorstep
And picture me there?”
Bradley used his other hand to press down on Jake’s chest. He gently traced the outline of Jake’s dog tags under his shirt as he sang the next part.
“Is your heart filled with pain
Shall I come back again?”
He traced up Jake's neck and then gently cupped his cheek. He smiled when he saw the love in those sea green eyes. “Always come home to me darling,” Jake whispered, almost inaudible even at this distance. It was a plea. He had almost lost Bradley during the mission. And he didn’t want to go through that again. Bradley wouldn’t let that happen again. He wouldn't let Jake panic and worry like that over him again, if he could help it.
“Tell me, dear
Are you lonesome tonight?”
Jake leaned in and kissed Bradley as he finished this part of the song. It was gentle, a little tongue and all the love Jake could give.
“Nearly lost you Roo,” Jake whispered as he slid his arms around Bradley’s shoulders. “And you damn well know how lonesome it is when I don’t have you in my bed every night.”
“I know sweetheart,” Bradley whispered back as he pressed their lips together again. “It’s really lonely for me too. Before this mission, I haven’t seen you in months, and then we were thrust into this suicide mission and I nearly lost you.”
“No, I nearly lost you,” Jake corrected him. “Don’t you ever do that again. Or else I will go to the afterlife and haunt you myself.”
Bradley chuckled and nodded. “I take your threats seriously Hangman, so I promise I’ll be careful.”
“You better.” Then Jake tilted his head to the side, a coy look spreading over his face. “I’m really lonesome you know, thank you for reminding me. I wonder what my sweetheart is planning on doing with it? Because if I get too lonesome, I really don’t know what I’m gonna do. Maybe take the toys out and maybe watch a couple of -!”
Before Jake could even finish his teasing, Bradley was already dragging him to the car.
And hey, if Jake walked with a slight limp the next day and Bradley had a perpetual smile on his face all day, well the Dagger Squad didn’t bother teasing them about it.
