Bradley looks around and wipes off his hand looking for anything else in the place that he needs to clean up, or rather, hide from sight.
"Why couldn't Colin have cleaned up this place and fixed us dinner or something before he decided to run off?" He grumbles to himself but sighs when he can just hear Colin telling him how sad it was that a 27 year old male didn't know the first thing about cooking or cleaning for himself. "It's not like I don't know how, it's just that it's supposed to be his job to clean up since I work..." He trails off and thinks about his dream for the hundredth time since morning. "Colin would never look at me that way, it was just a stupid dream." His heart clenches lightly and anger starts to boil inside of him at his own words as if he had just watched someone attack Angel. "Why... Why does my head have to be filled with that stupid dream?" His cell vibrates bringing him out of his thoughts to check his messages. Angel had just messaged him that she was thirty minutes from the apartment. He quickly replies and sets about taking out the already made food he'd stored away in the oven to keep warm. "Hope she likes store bought chicken." He says softly and sets the table.
Thirty minutes later a buzz comes from his apartment door and he opens it smiling to see a short dark skinned woman with black hair and brown eyes. Her hair puffs out lightly in many little curls and the corners of her lips rise in delight. "Bradley, it's so good to see you!" He stands up on her tippy-toes to hug him around the neck and he laughs wrapping his arms around her.
"You too, how have you been?" He invites her in and hands up the jacket and scarf she'd been wearing on the nearby coat rack.
"I've been doing great, my boss just gave me a raise and my studies have been going great! In no time I'll be building skyscrapers and all sorts of things!"
"That's great! I can't wait to see your works of art someday." They walk into the living room and Angel sits down on the couch while Bradley sits in his egg chair.
"So how have you and Colin been doing?"
"The little prick is still working hard on his studies while leaving me to slave away at work and he doesn't even bring anything back to show for his studies." Bradley pouts but his face soon evens out and then turns almost solemn as he starts to think more about Colin and what he would think if he knew about Bradley's dream. Images of an enraged or horrified Colin slip through his mind and his head sinks down lightly with his crosses his fingers together.
"Bradley, what happened between you and Colin? You have that face like you've done something terrible." Angel's voice slides through his mist of thoughts and he looks up at her before lowering his eyes to the ground. After a few minutes Bradley's brows furrow in confusion and he looks up at her again but this time as though he were looking through her.
"What did you call me?" He asked more to himself than anything and Angel tilts her head softly in confusion.
"I called you your name Bradley." Bradley shakes his head and stares at her more intensely.
"No, when we first met you acted as though I were a ghost and said someone's name. What was that name?" Angel pauses and stares at him quietly before hesitantly answering.
"I called you Arthur..." Bradley pailed and then scrunched his brows again as he lapsed back into thoughts. "Bradley what is this, what's wrong?" she stands to go comfort him and then stops when he speaks again.
"It's the same as in my dream..." Angel swallows and then sits again.
"What dream Bradley?" He glances up at her and then stares down at his hands, fiddling with them lightly.
"I had a dream last night where Colin was calling me Arthur and..." Bradley trails off and fiddles more with his hands.
"And what Bradley? Come on, tell me."
"A-and we kind of said that we loved each other and ended up making out in me dream." Bradley felt like he wanted to find the smallest, darkest box to curl up in and disappear. He hears Angel's intake of breath and continues of franticly. "But it was just a silly dream it's not like Colin would ever look at me in that kind of way..." He trails off as he looks up at Angel only to see her covering her mouth and tears brimming in her eyes. "Angel..." He's lost for words and Angel closes her eyes as she removes her and and takes a deep breath.
"Don't you dare ever say that Merlin couldn't love you... He loved you the most out of everyone, even more than I..." She looks into Bradley's eyes and he leans back in surprise.
"How did you know what I called him in my dream?"He stares at her expectantly and she lets out a soft sigh.
"Because your dream was a memory of your past life, Arthur..." She stares sadly at him. "In the past you were a great king, the best Camelot had ever known. However, the darkness of Morgana's heart festered and made your step sister long for your death. Merlin stayed by your side through all of it and tried the hardest to make you survive, but in the end he had to watch as you died in his arms..." Tears are dripping down her face. "We were married in our past life but your heart only ever belong to Merlin. Your eyes would follow his movements, your side was always filled with his presence, and your mind was captivated by his face... As your wife I should have hated you both and sought his demise, but I could never bring myself to do anything but support the both of you."
Bradley stares at her in utter shock and leans back in thought. The room remains silent for a while before the vibrations of Bradley's cell rouses his from his writhing thoughts. Colin had just texted him asking if he'd gotten anywhere with Gwen yet. Bradley's chest clenched again and he glares down at the phone. Angel watches quietly before clearing her throat.
"Is that a text from Colin? Tell him to come back already, I know he's never been to a pub in this life." She smiles trying to brighten up the spirits in the room but it has the opposite effect as Bradley glares at the phone more. Suddenly a thought crashes through Bradley's brain like a bull in a china shop.
"Do you think that Colin remembers his past life as well?" His eyes search Angel's fearfully and she hesitates before shaking her head no.
"I don't think so Bradley." Angel innerly beats herself at the lie as she watches Bradley relax in relief.
"You're right, he wouldn't be acting like this if he did remember." He responds back to Colin saying that they hadn't even had dinner yet and Colin responded by throwing a boot at him in text form and telling him to get to it. "I guess it really is time for dinner, you must be starved." He stands and so does Angel.
"Yes, thank you."