Summary: Jasper tries to keep up with your modern slang.
Requests are open!
Laying on the couch wrapped on his arms, you started to giggle softly while looking at your phone.
"Someone took a photo of you, Jaz." You said looking up at him. Jasper's golden eyes leave his book and go down at you, arching his eyebrow with curiosity.
You smiled and showed him your phone screen.
It was a picture of a cat with a cowboy hat.
"That ain't me, that's a cat, pumpkin." He spoke softly, you rolled your eyes and chuckle.
"Yeah, I know but it's literally you! Like— your vibe y'know?" You said looking at him a smile, Jasper smirks.
"My vibe? Handsome—I try to keep up with ya but sometimes I have no idea watcha pretty mouth is sayin'." He asked leaving his book behind. You were born on the same year as him, how is that he's so lost and you could pass as a 'gen z'?.
"Your energy, your aura, your vibe!" You spoke with a smile, Jasper arched his eyebrow but nodded in acknowledgement.
"So, my—'vibe' 's a cat with a cowboy hat?" He asks. You nodded with a smile, you kept looking at your phone and hold another photo infront of his face.
"For example that's literally us right now!" You say, it was a picture of two cats cuddling.
"We're little kittens!" You say softly. He looks at you, the thought of you sharing characteristics with a cat crosses his mind.
Jasper can't help but smile and place a kiss on your head, you smiled mischievously and show him another picture.
A cat bitting another cat.
Jasper looks at it and gets it immediately.
He should be offended, instead he laughs softly.
"Oh that is me." He says with a smirk, you laugh and keep searching for images to show him.
Your husband only looked at you with adoration, absolutely in love with you.
"What?" You asked with a smile, he smirks.
"Nothin', honey. Reckon I just fell in love with you even more." He said softly, you looked at him with wide eyes, if you could blush you'll be bright red.
"I just showed you some silly cats—" You said shyly while sitting up, he smiles.
"You're—adorable." He whispered cupping your cheeks, you looked at him and giggle.
Jasper smirks and kisses your forehead.
You giggle as he places another kiss on your cheek, then another and another.
The sound of your laugh, your smile, he loves you, truly and deeply. Your happiness makes his cold dead hearth feel alive again.
His eyes meet yours, Jasper smirks and leans closer to you, his lips locking with yours.
You moaned softly against him, his cold hands travel down your back.
"Pretty boy." He whispers against you before kissing you once again. He lays you down and kisses down your neck.
"Jaz, we're not home alone." You gently reminded him, he smirks and buried his face on your neck, closing his eyes.
"Oh look at you two! You look adorable!" Alice's sweet voice makes him open his eyes.
"You do look cute together." Bella say softly while being dragged by Alice through the living room.
"Thank you girls!" You said with a smile.
Jasper nods slightly and closes his eyes again. He can't sleep, but just laying with you is so relaxing and heavenly peaceful.
You looked at your phone again, scrolling through your social media when you saw a photo of two wide eyed cats.
"That's literally us." Jasper whispers with a smirk, you looked at him and smiled.
"It is!" You giggle and start to stroke his hair, He chuckles softly and places tender kisses on your neck and collarbones.
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A/N: Hey! Hope y'all like this! Requests are open! (I only do gender neutral and male reader fyi).
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: carlisle, esme, rosalie, emmett, jasper, alice, edward
𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: alice predicted your arrival years before you could even imagine yourself entangled to a family of vampires as their mate. this is their reaction when they find out about you.
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: none, except that bella is not included
𝐀/𝐍: just a little work i have in mind! anyone else gets mad when they leave esme out of the fics?
Alice has seen the way your hair framed your face, how your lips tilted up when you laughed at the jokes your colleague said — she's seen it all, as if she watched a movie in which the main star was you.
And she enjoyed all of that. In fact, she sought the moment her visions would grasp her away from reality just to see you, normally accompanied by the Cullen family members. She sensed from the beginning the bond shared between you and each one of the family, a tickling awareness that if her heart could still beat it would reverberate in exhilaration.
A familiar glance shot towards Edward, whose abilities granted him the same bliss, causing him to crave for glimpses of his mate, and it soon became the perfect little secret between the siblings.
It was almost impossible for Alice to contain her excitement, Carlisle and Esme were the ones to bring it up during a family moment. The petite vampire was unsure if it was the right time to tell everyone — but who cares, right? They've already lived for a hundred years, time was nothing but an illusion and there was nothing left except for memories from a previous life.
Edward stood beside her as she posed with an ear-to-ear smile. I've seen her. We all have a human mate!
Rosalie spoke up first, a tingle of hurt in her voice. Her? She's… She's our mate? meaning they would be all sharing. The fact you were human took her by surprise. She worried for your safety and she doubted standing with vampires would do any good. She flashed Emmett a weak smile when she felt his heavy but reassuring embrace.
Rosalie wasn't as excited as her partner. Sure, she would come to terms with it, the bond existing between mates making it difficult to stay away from you, but it would take her a while to accept that it was your fate.
As for Emmett, he thought of himself so lucky as if he'd won the lottery. He couldn't wait to finally meet you. Oh, the things he would do. He wouldn't be able to keep his hands off you, even carrying you across the woods, the idea that you were merely a human (knowingly?) placed in the back of his mind — you absolutely had no idea the limits you'd be crossing with him.
Carlisle spoke up, I've heard stories about coven mates, but I've never imagined it was a real thing. His gaze glinted with small sparkles of hope and yet, he slightly worried about the dynamics of sharing a mate with the entire family, a human one nonetheless, and the implications it would have in their lives.
He was, however, grateful for the good news and the chance to experience such rare event in his life. The smile sent him by Esme served to sooth him into acceptance and his worries were soon forgotten.
Esme knew deep in her heart she would love you, there was absolutely no doubt in that. She was delighted to have a new addition to the family, one that would ignite flames of joy and love in all of them. You would be more than welcome to take your time in adapting into the family as Esme is known as the patient and loving one.
Jasper shared the same excitement Alice had, both partners so tuned to each other's feelings that an addition would shake things for good. He was thrilled to have you as his mate. Just like Emmett, he couldn't wait until the right moment, he had to meet you. But as it was with Alice, he knew he had to be patient.
Finally, Edward, knowing it from the beginning, got used to the idea of sharing a mate. At first, one could say being the private individual he was, the idea of sharing didn't stick well enough with him, but he eventually grew fond of that. He didn't worry nor was so eager as his siblings, he simply accepted the idea as his destiny and hoped to be accepted by you as well.
☆ jasper struggling to read your emotions // you catch him staring at you + a slow burn romance flourishes when he finally breaks the silence
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Jasper couldn't understand why your emotions were impossible to identify, it annoyed him more than he'd like to admit
He adores you, you're his mate - but he hasn't spoken a single word to you so it's difficult to reach out when it seems like he knows all about you but you know nothing about him
Jasper heard about you before seeing you. Alice mentioned his mate coming into his life soon, he just didn't expect his mate to be a human, the new student
You shared four classes with him which he definitely felt thankful for, that only meant more time to study you from a distance
Well.. more like stare intensely, desperately trying to understand you
He did well with hiding his odd behavior, although you always felt as if someone was watching, and you're not wrong
You caught Jasper looking at you a few times in the hallways, his body stiff as if he felt uncomfortable but he wouldn't look away unless you did first
After that, you started to think he heard some drama or rumors and that stressed you out even more, his stalking mixed with petty high school drama is too much
With that assumption, you avoided him the best you could by not sitting next or near him during classes
Jasper was a bit hurt by this
He loved you, so watching you back away from him broke his dead heart
He didn't give up though. Jasper knew you'd warm up soon, and you'd eventually start speaking to him
As usual, he's correct - for history, the assignment was intended for small groups to complete. The teacher had put you in a group with Jasper, Mike, and a sweet girl named Jocelyn
Jasper kept his eyes on you, occasionally glancing at Mike whenever he tried to flirt with you, it annoyed him
You kept your mouth shut and only let out a hum if Mike said something, you wanted to get this stupid project done so you could be away from Jasper
You had no idea what he was of course - so, this made it easier for him. He felt all the anxiety and shyness, a dash of embarrassment too - it left your body like a waterfall and Jasper desperately wanted to fix it but this was the first time he has felt anything from you, he wanted to soak it in
Eventually, Jasper sent you waves of calmness when your anxiety got worse, Mike talking your ear off almost made you snap but thankfully it didn't happen
When the bell rang, you wasted no time and left the classroom, your heart beating rapidly against your will. All you wanted was some space - so during lunch you decided to sit at an empty table, picking at your food and reading a book
Anxiety made it difficult to eat, even if you felt starved, your anxiety rejected it
Jasper kept his darkened eyes on you, the frown on your face and constantly shifting in your spot due to feeling uncomfortable made him feel oddly protective
It's not like you were in danger but Jasper wanted to hold you, help you feel safe
Jasper often wonders if your life at home is the reason, if anyone was hurting you - that thought alone could've made his blood boil if he were alive
He had enough and decided to get up from his table, his siblings giving him a confused look before smiling softly when he started walking in your direction
Alice and Emmett were the main ones who pushed Jasper to talk to you, they wanted him to be happy and only you could bring that into his dull life
You heard footsteps but ignored it, simply thinking it was someone just passing by to leave the cafeteria but no - that specific someone cleared their throat gently
You look up to see Jasper holding his tray (even tho he won't eat anything) with a small grin, his voice low and calm
"May I sit here with you, Ma'am?"
His genuine respect and politeness warmed your heart, you nodded silently - you didn't trust your voice right now. The thought of your voice sounding shaky is embarrassing enough
Jasper carefully sets the tray down, sitting next to you - you expected him to settle down across the table so this surprised you
"I love you, Darlin'."
Not in a bad way, you're just anxious around the guy, he's basically perfect with that stupid hair, beautiful eyes, and-
"Are you alright, Y/N?"
You snap out of your head and look at him, confused on how he knew your name but then you remembered - everyone in history class had a tag with their name on the board for whatever reason
Jasper's voice calling out your name felt euphoric and you despised that, you didn't want to fall for someone you had no chance with in the first place
Although Jasper couldn't exactly feel every emotion from you - he was still more than capable of hearing your heartbeat. It always sped up whenever he got close enough, the way he said your name caused your heart to skip a beat and he definitely noticed, it was hard to stop himself smirking from knowing what he was doing to you
"I'm fine. Did you.. Did you need something for the project or something?"
All you could think about was why he was here, sitting next to you, arms brushing against each other- the pit in your stomach suddenly vanished, your whole body feeling warm and comfortable now
Jasper could tell you were thinking nonsense so he stopped it without controlling you completely
Hearing you ask that question only added more fuel to his protective nature, you deserved to feel wanted and loved, so hearing you jump to a conclusion right away as if you're used to it upset him
"No. I wanted to learn more about you.. I know enough about the Civil War and I wish to study you instead."
His reply pulled a laugh from you, a huffed out chuckle of some sort. Jasper smiled at your reaction. If his heart could flutter, it would've right on the spot. Your laugh is one of the most beautiful melodies he's ever heard in his many years of being on this earth
"Okay then.. uh.. Fuck, this is awkward- I'm sorry. I'm not good with.. this stuff."
Jasper frowned at your words after a small raise of his brow, hearing you speak like that surprised him but.. he secretly liked it, you looking and sounding so sweet yet your collection of words being completely different
"Why're you apologizing? No need for that, I promise. You do not have to tell me everything about you right now, I will happily take my time with you."
Jasper snatched your heart the second he finished his mini speech, his tone full of sincerity and depth. No one, especially a man, promised such a fragile thing. Or if they did, they never meant it. But with Jasper - You felt it. He is a character that cannot be written again no matter who tries. If you were to push him away now, you knew that finding someone like him would be impossible
You can't explain why or how - the warmth you feel when around him is intoxicating. It's like a blanket, you feel safe and hidden from the ugly that haunts this world
Jasper kept his word - he took his time to study you, to learn everything about you. Most things he found out himself by paying attention, your words weren't necessarily needed but he adored your voice and wanted to hear it from you
You being his mate is enough for him to love you unconditionally and intensely but the smallest of details about your life and your personality kept him wrapped around your finger, he found himself being clingy but shamelessly. Loving you is never hidden or silenced, Jasper enjoys the simple gestures to show that you are his and he is yours
It's confusing to you sometimes though. He hasn't asked you out properly but all his actions and affectionate praises made it clear that he didn't see you only as a friend
Jasper would greet you every morning, the other girls were obviously jealous and he loved it - especially whenever you'd cling to his arm bashfully, all the stares causing you to hide yourself always earned a chuckle from him and a sweet kiss on the head following shortly after
When you didn't have the same class as him, he'd still wait for you at your locker and walk you to your next class - he wouldn't allow you to hold your supplies either. One book or five books - he carried it all and every day
During lunch, he'd get you anything extra from the vending machine and made sure you ate at least half of everything, your health and energy quickly became one of his main priorities
In the library, he'd steal glances at you and smile, your cheeks hot and flushed immediately and he loved it because you had to be quiet - Jasper would often crack a few puns and jokes in a whispered voice, your muffled laughter getting you into a fit of the giggles, a lecture from the librarian only made it funnier (Jasper didn't get you into any serious trouble though don't worry)
Whenever you had classes together and the seating wasn't arranged by the teacher, he would always place himself directly next to you, purposely having his shoulder and arms pressed against yours to offer some comfort - secretly hoping that you'll lean more into his cold touch
The first time you did lean into his touch he felt sparks within himself, his eyes full of pure adoration and joy
This lead to more physical affections such as his hand on your knee or thigh, rubbing small circles innocently to soothe any anxiety you had without using his powers
You held onto his hand a lot and he couldn't stop smiling whenever you did. He could sense the feeling of safety you held. Jasper finally felt human again some how, not some monster who put fear into others
The connection through physical touch only increased every day, it became emotionally painful whenever distance was put between the two of you
Jasper hated not being able to hold you 24/7, he wanted to keep you in his arms or at least close enough to protect you
However, the days you started to shy away from his touch had him worried and he constantly stressed himself out trying to put the pieces together
It's not that you stopped loving him - it's the complete opposite. You fell more in love with Jasper and it scared you
One day you weren't quick enough to grab your books from the locker and when you closed it you were face to face with Jasper
And for the first time - Jasper felt your fear and anxiety spike higher than ever before
This absolutely broke his heart - when you started to walk away he stopped you by holding your wrist (not hard enough to hurt you but to keep you in place)
"Can you please talk to me, Darlin'? I want to know what I did wrong so I can fix it."
As much as you wanted to tell him everything, to admit your feelings - you couldn't. If you started, you'd probably cry and mess up somehow
You carefully looked down at his hand that was holding your wrist and you slowly pulled away, walking towards the office to leave early, it was too much to handle
Jasper is left there clueless and panicked, did he lose you already? What did he do? Did you find out about his immortality?
So many questions but no answers
Jasper didn't get anything from you for about two weeks - you skipped school and eveytime the teacher would call for attendance, you weren't there to mumble your usual "here"
Not hearing your voice and not seeing you for those couple weeks pained him
When you finally came back - his dead heart flooded with excitement but it quickly stopped and morphed into worry and anger
You sat down a few seats away from him, biting your bottom lip to stop yourself from crying
The three day break you intended on having sadly turned into two weeks - losing a family member and dealing with an ex coming back into your life unexpectedly put you in a position where you felt numb and hopeless. You wanted to run into Jasper's arms but the guilt stopped you
How would he feel if you suddenly hugged him after avoiding him for so long? You didn't want to risk creating a fight
Jasper possibly yelling at you would break you even more
The day ended slowly but finally - you went to your locker and placed your books inside, only taking your bag and notebook home
Jasper stood a few feet away, thinking about his next move
You left the building to walk home instead of taking the bus - it's too loud and you already have a headache
Jasper followed you quietly for two reasons. One, he wanted to talk to you. Two, he didn't want you getting lost or hurt
You got home safely, unaware of his presence lingering behind
Jasper was suddenly crushed by a wave of grief and heartache - someone close to you must have passed, he figured at least one part of it out
He watched you go inside and up to your room, the shadow of your body visible from the window
Jasper then pulled out his phone to text you, asking if he could drop off the work you missed while gone
You accepted and sighed when typing out the reply, telling him to come through the front door since your father wasn't home anymore
Jasper knocked a few times, softly - your mother answered with a sad smile, welcoming him inside and telling him that you were upstairs in your room
He then taps on your door, not wanting to walk in without your consent
It takes you a few seconds to collect yourself and open your door, meeting his unreadable gaze
You look down and play with your fingers anxiously - he takes notice and gently shuts the door behind him then looks back at you
"Darlin'.."
Jasper slowly steps closer, his cold hands reaching out and he hesitates on putting them on your arms but he does anyways, wanting to remind you that you're not alone and to remind himself that you're still breathing
"You don't even have the homework, do you?"
Jasper dryly chuckles, not sure how to take this conversation. Part of him wants to distract you and make jokes but the other part of him wants you to talk it out or at least allow him to feel whatever you're going through right now
"No, I don't. My apologies, Ma'am."
You smile looking down, the smile fading when tears threaten to spill and roll down your cheeks. No matter how hard you tried, salty tears covered your face
Jasper immediately pulls you into his embrace - his hold on you gentle but stern in a way, telling you to not pull away
You obey him willingly and cling to his cold, stiff body. When you rest your head on his chest the first thing you notice is the lack of a heartbeat - you should've asked him what the hell is wrong with his heart but right now all you needed was to be held
Jasper swayed slowly, whispering into your ear on how important and strong you are
The words "I love you" almost slipped out but he caught himself. Now is not the time to confess his feelings when you're hurting and vulnerable
You pulled back to look him in the eyes. All you could find was love, worry, and something else you couldn't label yet
Jasper looked down at you in return, one of his hands subconsciously cupping your cheek to wipe a tear with his thumb
In his heart, he wanted to kiss you right at this second but kept himself grounded
To his surprise, you took the lead and pulled him closer by wrapping your arms around his neck, guiding him down a bit so you could kiss him
The kiss is soft like a feather and almost immediately over when you feel no reaction from him - your mind races and you start to mentally scold yourself for reading the situation incorrectly
Jasper didn't kiss back because he felt guilty. What if you're just vulnerable and needing anything for a distraction? Although he'd absolutely love to kiss you for hours on end, he cannot bring himself to possibly take advantage of this situation
You back away from him with shaky hands, gulping and thinking of what to say. Jasper is just standing there staring at you - almost in disbelief
He finally felt all your emotions, how strongly you loved him and that it was genuine not just an attempt to distract yourself with anything to heal
Before you had the chance to mumble an apology he was on you - kissing you passionately while cupping your face with both hands
The kiss quickly turned into a heated make-out session but neither of you had the intention of going further, the kiss just showed how long this was over due
Jasper kept himself in line, refusing any instincts and managed to get on top of you after you lead him to your bed
Your needy, breathless whimpers snapped him out of the lustful trance. Hearing your pounding heart and sounds of pleasure was becoming dangerous so he pulled away but not too fast to make you think something went wrong or that you did something
Jasper sighs out and closes his eyes while hiding his face in the crook of your neck, your hands in his hair soothed him and pushed him to say what he's been hiding from you verbally - showing you physically could only do so much sometimes
Warnings: angst, mentions of depression and anxiety
Pairing: Jasper Hale x reader
@joelsgeetar <3
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Most People always talk about how beautiful life is, how thankful they are for being on this earth. How happy they are to have the privilege of being loved, being liked by everyone, having their perfect families and friends.
They aren’t exposed to all the pain and suffer in this world, they get so smile and laugh as if they are living in their own bubble.
Characters: Jasper Hale x Gender Neutral! Reader (no use of Y/N)
Words: 434
Warning(s): Very minor injury
A/N: Heyo! A cute lil jasper fic for my fellow twihards. I hope you enjoy! ♥
Request: Can you do a Jasper Hale imagine where he finds it very hard to control himself but I am the only person who can actually calm him down? Also can you make it fluffy? Btw I love your blog <3
Requested by: @mossybank (I do apologise I accidentally deleted your message for the request, but I remember the basis of the request!)
Warnings: Blood
A/N: I found this gif on google so if it’s yours or you know the created please let me know so I can credit them. I also enjoyed this request way to much so thank you for it!
Emmett would be the one to find you on the forest floor, all bloody. It was evident Victoria, James and/or Laurent had attacked you.
As soon as he carried you in through the front door, everyone circled him and you. It didn’t take the others long to notice how instantly caring Emmett and Rosalie were towards you.
They both felt an attachment to you, even though you had not spoken yet. They stayed at your bedside until you woke. She occasionally brushed your hair, so it didn’t tangle or become messy.
The minute you woke up, you were greeted by Emmett and Rosalie. They wanted to be the first ones you saw when you woke up.
“Hey there, sleepyhead.” Would be the first thing out of Emmett’s mouth. You didn’t know them, but you didn’t want either of the two to leave you.
Rosalie would feel some sympathy towards you because, just like herself, you were turned without yourself even deciding. Even though Carlisle didn’t attack her, she still felt sorry for you.
She would be protective over you, as would Emmett, the both of them keeping you close to their side until you could handle being a vampire. But even with their behaviour around you, the others welcomed you into the family.
If your life ever got threatened in any way, then god help the person who did so because they would both go after them instantly. They were protective over one another, but even more so over you.
Carlisle ends up being the one explaining the concept of mates, it being why they felt such a bond with you. He was very welcoming with you, joining the family and helped you through the entire process.
They don’t hide their affection for you in public, the both of them show that the three of you are in a polyamorous relationship with each other. Emmett and Rosalie having a hold on each of your hands.
When they have to do another ‘wedding’ for photos, they include you in the ceremony, having a sort of three-way wedding. The honeymoon is where things get raunchy…
As you grow more into being a vampire, the two can’t help but be attracted to how much stronger you’ve become. Emmett often teases you by saying that you’re much stronger than him, even though it might not be true.
If anyone ever questions your relationship with one another, then they get rather annoyed, Rosalie. You and Emmett tend to shrug them off and laugh, whereas she is more protective over what’s hers.
You three have jewellery with one another’s names/initials in it to show the affection you have for each other. Rosalie has a necklace, Emmett has a ring, they let you choose which one you wanted.
Always being there for one another, like any other relationship, but you all understand that with the way things are that it can get too much sometimes. So, if one's grumpy, the other two won’t give up on cheering the other up or finding out what’s wrong.
Emmett calling you babe, whereas Rosalie calls you baby, similar to Emmett’s, but she has to have something different for you. You call them both your loves, which always makes them smile.
You’re one another’s weakness’ and everyone knows, other vampires use that to their advantage when they want to cause any trouble.
You and Emmett have a habit of teasing Rosalie about almost anything. You both are the only ones who can get away with annoying her without having a slap across the face or a ruthless insult.
No matter what life throws at you three, with time, your relationship only grows stronger each day.
But as time goes on, you take on both of their names. ‘Cullen-Hale’ because let’s be honest. There was no way Rosalie would let you have her last name for it not to be at the end.
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Warnings: angst, mentions of depression and anxiety
Pairing: Jasper Hale x reader
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Most People always talk about how beautiful life is, how thankful they are for being on this earth. How happy they are to have the privilege of being loved, being liked by everyone, having their perfect families and friends.
They aren’t exposed to all the pain and suffer in this world, they get so smile and laugh as if they are living in their own bubble.
maybe like a fluffy thing with fez x reader where reader cooks/bakes all the time??? they could either already be in a relationship or they both like eachother or something but that man needs some love and affection😭🤚
this is pure fluff, although I couldn't help but add a lil bit of angst 😇
[reader and fez are close friends, they like each other but they're stupid blind dumbasses]
"Alright, tell me what you think. Be honest," you smile, excited as you serve him one of the blueberry pancakes you just made.
"Am always honest with you." He says softly. He takes a bite as you keep staring at him, impatiently waiting to know what he thinks. "Damn Y/N," he starts, his mouth still full, "this is some incredible shit right here."
You sigh in relief and smile at the sight of him literally devouring the pancake.
You always baked for Fez. You'd show up randomly at his place with all the ingredients and utensils and he wouldn't even ask questions or be surprised anymore. It had just become your thing. You bake, and he looks at you all along and tells you about his day. Sometimes he gives you a little help, but he also enjoys just watching you doing something you love.
He had told you several times that you didn't have to make all these delicious pastries for him, but you always found an excuse to keep doing it. You said it was because you needed someone to test your new recipes on, but really you were just addicted to the way his eyes lit up every time you told him you made something for him. Life hadn't always been kind to Fez, so you only tried to make it a little sweeter for him.
You two were pretty close, he saved you from boredom at some party a while ago and you haven't left each other since. He has always been a sweetheart to you, treating you with respect and always showing interest in what you said, did or wanted. You spent so much time together that you felt like you'd known him your whole life. There had never been anything more than friendship between you, even though your relationship was special. But truth be told, you fell for him the second you met.
He just had this pure heart, and this damned smile that always lit up the room. You had once asked him why he kept doing what he did, to which he simply replied that sometimes, good people have to do bad things. that's the way it is.
"You too good to me," he says once he finished eating the pancake, "lemme help you clean the mess you made now."
Once you’re done cleaning up the kitchen, you head into the living room for the second part of your routine: watch a movie while eating the rest of the pastries, and, in Fezco’s case, smoking a blunt.
You're sitting on the 70′s sofa, Fez laying down with his head resting on your lap, turned to face the TV. You can feel his head shaking on your thighs when a scene from the film he chose makes him laugh. To be honest you're not particularly paying attention to what's happening on the screen, your eyes more busy counting the freckles on his cheek. You stroke his face gently, your fingertips tracing imaginary lines between his freckles. To others it probably wouldn't be much of a deal, but it was a particularly intimate situation for Fez, who wasn't exactly one to hug or even touch people to be honest. He liked just laying down with his head on your lap as he was doing right now, or just putting his arm around your shoulders. He loved having you close, feeling your body next to his. It felt intimate, and it felt like home.
“Could you, like, do that thing you did the other day ?” You hear him ask in a somehow shy voice, pulling you out of your thoughts.
“What thing ?” You frown, not really knowing what he’s talking about. He looks like a little kid and you can’t help but smile, as his hand softly grabs yours and moves it from his cheek to his eyebrow. He looks up at you and you feel like you’re going to melt. “Oh well I didn’t realise you liked it that much,” you chuckle as you start gently stroking his eyebrow with your finger, soothing it.
You hear a long sigh of satisfaction coming from him and he closes his eyes. “Feels nice, I do like it” he admits.
He looks so peaceful, so calm. Your finger keeps tracing lines over that part of his face, sometimes going down to get lost in his beard, then traveling to his lips, his nose, his forehead. It feels so good making him feel good. “You should always tell me when you enjoy stuff like that,” you whisper after a little while, not sure if he’s still awake or if your touches put him to sleep. You see his lips part just a little.
“If I had to tell you every time I like somethin you do, I would never stop talkin.” He whispers, his voice a bit hoarse.
Your cheeks have probably never been this red. You grin widely and a chuckle escapes your lips once again. “You’re such a flirt.” You laugh, looking down at him. “Are you being super nice just so you can get extra pancakes and cuddles ?” you shake your head and his eyes open, needing a moment to adjust to the light before finding yours.
“Nah I’m serious.” He frowns, slowly sitting up next to you, leaving a little space between the two of you.
Fez sits back with his head and his arm resting on the back of the couch, his fingers close to the back of your neck, his face turned so he can look at you. His eyes are half shut and he’s silent for a second. “I could bake you somethin’ too someday you know,” he finally says.
The suggestion warms your heart, you know he’s being serious, though you can’t help but laugh. “You don’t bake, Fez, you get baked,” you joke, earning a sincere laughter from Fezco.
“No but forreal, you always takin real good care of me,” he states, “making me cupcakes and cuddling my face and shit,” he adds, smiling. “Why you so kind to me ?”
He looks at you with such gentle eyes, you don’t know how such a pure person can exist. And most of all, you don’t know how he doesn’t realise that he deserves all this affection, all this care, and so much more. You don’t understand how he doesn’t see himself the way you do. How you see him right now. Your heart is beating so loud you fear it will escape from your ribcage, you want to tell him how good, kind and beautiful he is. You want to hug him so tight that your bodies would become one. You want to scream and let all the things you’ve kept for yourself all this time come out, write it on the walls, shout it on the streets. You open your mouth several times, but no sound seem to come out of it, as there are so many things you want to say. You take a deep breath to try and calm down a little. You don’t want to scare him, or make him feel uncomfortable or anything, so the words you choose are only a big understatement of how you really feel.
“I guess that’s just... my way of telling you I really care about you.” You finally admit, in such a low whisper you’re not sure he has heard. But he has. And his eyes are searching for yours, the blue in them so bright it makes you shiver.
You don’t know if it’s his soft expression or the way his fingers brush against the skin of your neck, but something in Fezco makes your heart stop for a moment, and this quick moment is just what you need to lean in and crash your lips against his. It lasts only a second. But this second is sweet, warm and enough to make your heart beat again.
And when this second passes, you realize what you just did. It passes and you see the look on his face, and the way his body hasn’t moved at all. He’s frozen in place, and you know it’s too late. You kissed Fezco and there’s no way you can go back in time and erase that. You desperately search for a reaction on his face but he’s so still, speechless, and you want to disappear. So you do. ‘Fuck, fuck I’m so sorry’ is all you manage to blurt out before standing up, grabbing your coat and run for the door, your hand on your mouth to stop the sobs that threaten to escape from it.
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It has been three days since you ran away from Fez after kissing him. He has tried to call you once, but you didn’t answer the phone, and you didn’t call him back either. He sent a few texts that you did not open. You were way too scared and embarrassed for that. You wanted to slap yourself in the face for ruining what was the best friendship you ever had. Cause it was clear that Fez didn’t feel the same way, since he just froze and didn’t try to hold you back when you left. And now it could only be awkward and weird and you hated just the thought of it.
These last three days have been the longest days of your life, all you've done is thinking about Fez and that damn kiss. You kept pacing around your room and you hadn't dared to touch your phone. The only thing that could calm you down was baking. So in three days, you had baked enough muffins, cupcakes and donuts to feed the whole town. But the only person you would have wanted to give them to was Fezco.
You're about to start baking again when you hear someone knocking on the door. Sighing, you make your way up to the entrance, asking who’s here as you do. Your hand is on the handle when you hear him, stoping you in your tracks.
“It's me Fez. Could you open the door for a minute ?” He asks, making you so nervous you forget how to speak for a moment. You’re silent for a bit, wishing that maybe he’ll just leave if you don’t make a sound. But you know he won’t.
“I.. I'd rather not, to be honest.” You stutter out, leaning your forehead against the door.
You don’t hear anything coming from the other side and start to think he really just left, but soon he speaks again. “Did I do something wrong ?” He sounds genuinely sad and worried, and your heart breaks a little.
“What? No, no! It's me I just.. I'm so sorry about what happened.” You sigh.
“Listen we ain’t kids anymore right? Let's talk bout it, it's okay.” He says in a reassuring tone. “But please open the door.”
You have to face it, at some point, you're going to have to talk to him and see him again. Gathering up your courage, you quickly fix your hair and open the door. You dare not look at him at first, your gaze fixed on the ground, playing with your hands. “Hi,” you mumble after a while, looking up at his face. He seems so sad it makes you want to cry.
“Watchu doin to me right now Y/N?” He’s staring at you, the frustration visible on his features “You can't just gimme a kiss and then run away and ignore me like that. This shit ain't fair.”
The last three days you’ve only thought about how bad and stupid you felt, and now you just realize how lost he must have been feeling. You bite your lip and look down once again. “I know. I shouldn't have kissed you Fez, it was stupid. I'm so sorry.”
“So you regret doin' it?” He asks, his voice hesitant, as if he’s not sure if he wants to know the answer or not.
“I regret making you feel uncomfortable.” You admit, finally looking back at him.
To your surprise, he just frowns and looks agape, almost offended. “Watchu on about? I ain't never felt uncomfortable around you.” He exclaims, running his hands over his face.
You roll your eyes, crossing your arms over your chest in an involuntary defensive reflex. “Fez, you literally just froze.” You say in a sad smile. “But it's okay, I'm not asking you to do anything, it's fine really. We don't even have to talk about it.”
He shakes his head and takes a step towards you, the doorframe still between the two of you. “Lemme repeat my question real quick. Do you regret kissin' me?” He insists, his intense gaze making your cheeks burn. He’s waiting for an answer, you know he’s tired of you avoiding the real talk. He doesn’t have time for your bullshit, so you swallow your pride and prepare for the worst.
“I don’t."
He sighs again, but this time it sounds like relief, and his hand comes lifting your chin up so you have to look at him. He’s beautiful. “Listen you dumbass,” he starts off, smiling a little. “I didn't freeze cause I didn't want it. You just surprised the shit outta me, didn't know what to do.” He pleads, hesitant for a bit before continuing. “But I gotta say that was the best kiss I ever had.”
You frown as you try to process what he just said. What ? You blink a couple of times, not sure if you heard that right. The confusion doesn’t last too long as Fez builds up the courage to speak his mind, too. “I been wanting to kiss you for a while now Y/N,” he smiles. “You just more fucking fearless than I am.”
It’s your turn to be frozen in place, incapable of thinking of what to say, or what to do. You stare at him in astonishment, as he seems more shy and eager than he ever has. “Can I like, kiss you now?” He asks, his thumb gently brushing your lower lip.
Your shaking hands find his waist, grabbing his shirt as you reply. “You may.”
And in less than a second, you feel his mouth capturing yours in a tender and hungry kiss, both his hands cupping your cheeks. It’s intense, powerful, but still so gentle. You feel him smile against your lips before you part, as he firmly wraps his arms around your frame, holding you close.
“Damn”, he breathes out, “I might get addicted to those.”
