Drabble about five (+1) times Paul @samsdearpackmatepaul and Jessica kissed
Their first kiss is the most innocent. She has just turned 9 and she’s sad because daddy didn’t call her for her birthday, and so her mom takes her to the cupcake store in the edge of the Quileute reserve trying to make her happy. He’s there too, already taller than her, kicking a worn ball outside. Her mom is on the phone talking about work and she’s bored so she joins him. He ignores her (on purpose she’s sure) but she keeps talking to him, she’s 9 and already used to talking to someone who’s not listening.
He kicks the ball and it somehow ends up coming towards her and she’s so happy that she gets to play she forgets about the cupcake in her hands until she feels it slipping through her fingers. She tries to catch it but it falls down and she looks at it for a moment before turning to him, tears in her eyes. He has a panicked look on his face and he runs to his bag, left not far from where they are. When he comes back he offers her another cupcake. She looks at him surprised, knowing it’s his, if he hadn’t eaten it by now he must have been saving it and she doesn’t want to take it from him.
“Are you sure?” She asks.
“Yeah, take it as a birthday present!” He says with a grin.
She looks at him even more surprised, because he was actually listening, she’s not used to people listening! She hugs him and kisses him on the cheek (not far from the mouth), and he stares at her. She hears her mother calling her, and she quickly breaks the cupcake in half giving one piece to him. “Thank you!” She says, for listening. “You never told me your name...” She continues, “Paul!” He answers, taking the piece she’s holding out for him. “Thank you, Paul!” She says again, turning around and running to her mom.
Her dad calls her later that day, apologizing for not calling sooner and she tries to tell him about the sweet boy she met but he cuts her off. It’s the second to last time she ever talks to him.
2. They meet again, (but they don’t remember each other) the kids in Forks like going to the beach when the weather is nice and the Quileutes sometimes join them. On those nights the kids from the reservation build a campfire while the others call their parents asking to stay a little longer. They gather around and they share horror stories or play truth or dare.
On one of those nights when she’s 13 Lauren dares her to kiss one of the boys. She thinks about it, she’s already had her first kiss with Tyler but she doesn’t want to kiss him again, and she doesn’t want her first kiss with Mike to be on a dare, so she stands up, marches to Paul and kisses him. He’s just as startled as the rest of them but she doesn’t care. Laurens dad picks them up not long after and she can feel his eyes on her back as she leaves.
3. He’s there at the beach, the first time Bella joins them. She’s too busy trying to get Mike’s attention to notice him, not that it matters, they’ve forgotten about each other twice now. When her attempts fail she decides to make Mike jealous. She stands up, back straight and she goes to re-introduce herself to him and his company.
One of the boys smirks and looks at her in a way that makes her uncomfortable but she keeps her head held high. “We know who you are princess!” Paul says, kissing her hand, and the others follow his lead laughing. She sits with them for a while until Lauren calls for her. “Typical high school diva!” She hears him whisper as she leaves. She rolls her eyes trying to see if Mike is indeed jealous. His gaze is set on Bella and the kid that was introduced as Jacob. Unbelievable.
4. They’re friends now, she’s not sure exactly how but she’s glad. Her life is messed up but at least she has a friend! They’re outside the castle and she can still hear the music so she’s sure he can too, but it doesn’t really matter when he pulls her into a hug. He kisses the top of her head and she smiles leaning into him, because this, this is normal, the way their bodies fit, how she has to stand on her toes so that he won’t have to bend down too much. She stays there, listening to his heartbeat, and it’s the loveliest sound she has heard all night.
5. They are sitting in the woods in the middle of nowhere. She had gotten lost not long after she had gone off the trail but he found her, somehow he always found her. She had hugged him the moment he took his human form and had been bawling her eyes out since then. She didn’t have to say anything, she was sure he understood, after all it was an anniversary for him too.
The sun is shining above them when she finally composes herself enough to stop clinging to him as from a life line. She takes a moment to compose herself, taking in deep breaths and whipping the tears away, looking at the trees around them. After a few more moments of silence she finally speaks, her voice barely above a whisper. “Sometimes I wish you had imprinted on me.” She looks back to him, shaking her head a little. “Save us all the trouble. All the bullshit.” She almost laughs and stands up from his lap, looking away from him. She wishes she could leave this town leave all her memories behind with it. She had tried. She couldn’t.
For a moment she thinks about how many kids they would have had by now, had her wish been true. At least two, she decides, she would have probably been pregnant again right now. She shakes her head, tries not to think about it. Fails.
She hears him standing up a few steps behind her and wonders if he’s leaving her like every other man in her life. She doesn’t hear or feel any other movement until he’s behind her, his warmth giving him away, his hands on her hips as he turns her to face him. She doesn’t look up at first but one of his hands leaves her hips to come to her chin, gently forcing her to look up, as he whispers, “Do you mean that?”
She looks at him silently, for the first time in her life not knowing what to say, so she just nods. She tries to pull away, but his hands hold her in place. She looks away, tears pooling in her eyes again and she blinks most of them away but a few escape. He’s quicker than her, his hands already wiping them away gently, and once again he makes her look at him. He’s so close and she’s not sure whether the smell of wood and nature is coming from the forest surrounding them or from him, but it smells like home so she steps closer. She looks up to him, he’s already looking at her and his expression makes her heart flatter. “Paul I-“ she hesitates but he shushes her. “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to. But you have to tell me what you want.”
She takes a deep breath, focuses on him, only him, and reaches up to kiss him. He kisses her back immediately, picking her up and wrapping her legs around his waist. She deepens the kiss and he lets out a groan, kneeling in the grass and laying her down. She pulls him with her so that he’s on top of her and they lock eyes again. “Tell me when to stop.” He breaths. “Never!” She responds with a smile, pulling him in for another kiss.
(+1) “Mommy?” Her daughter asks tucked under her blankets. Jessica hums, looking up from the book she had chosen to read to her tonight. “Tell me how you and dad met.” She requests, and Jessica is taken aback for a moment.
Lydia had come two years after her little confession in the forest, and she had the whole pack wrapped around her finger from the day she was born. All black curly hair and deep blue eyes that seemed black depending on the light, she was the perfect mixture of her parents.
“Well, I would visit the beach near your dads house with my friends very often. That’s how we met. I think I was 9 the first time.” She gives the simplest answer she can think of, but Lydia shakes her head. “But you weren’t friends then. That’s what Sethy says.”
“Your uncle Seth doesn’t know everything, so you shouldn’t listen to him.” Paul says, from where he’s standing in the doorway of their daughters’ bedroom before coming inside. He kisses Jessicas temple and whispers, “Caleb is asleep,” before turning back to his daughter who is frowning. She hates when people say that Seth is her uncle like the rest of the wolves, preferring to call him her brother instead. Jessica doesn’t mind, she just hopes it won’t confuse Caleb when he’s older.
“If you met so young why did you wait so long to have me and Caleb?” Lydia asks, raising an eyebrow in a perfect imitation of Jessica.
Paul signs, picking Jessica up so he can sit on the chair next to their daughters’ bed, and pulls her back onto his lap. “Well kid, this time your uncle is right. We weren’t friends back then, years later when your mom came back to Forks after college we met again and became friends. But we didn’t start falling in love until later,” He says before Lydia can ask, “and it all started when I died.”
Jessica hides her face in Pauls neck, she still hates talking about that day, as Lydia laughs. “Dad, that’s from ‘Tangled’!”
Paul laughs in return, shaking his head a little, “it is, but it’s also the beginning of our story as well. But it’s also a long and complicated story and it’s already past your bedtime so how about we tell you another time?”
Lydia frowns a little but settles beneath her blankets, and Jessica and Paul stand up. Paul kisses his daughter and whispers a goodnight before leaving the room, while Jessica stays behind for a moment to make sure Lydia is settled. She’s about to turn off the light when her daughters voice stops her, “Mommy? Were you and dad each other’s first love?” She asks, 5-year-old innocence showing in her voice. Jessica stops for a second, thinks of Rachel and Sulpicia, of Mike and Emmett, and shakes her head but smiles. “No, but we were each other’s last!”
She turns off the light and closes the door, peaking inside the next room to find Caleb, her precious little boy, sound asleep, before moving towards her own bedroom. Paul is already waiting for her in bed and she climbs in his lap and kisses him. “Took you long enough!” He complains before pulling her in for another kiss but she pulls away and smiles at him. “I love you!” She says but he laughs.
“You just want another baby, admit it!” He jokes and she lets out a laugh.
“Well not right now, but maybe we could practice a little!” She suggests wiggling her brows.
“Which part?” He asks, fear and confusion mixed in his eyes. “The screaming at me that you want ‘that candy that they sell in that store in LA’ at 4am?”
She rolls her eyes at him, “the having sex part you idiot!”
Bella knew she shouldn't be here, on a log on first beach. Really it was unclear if the treaty was moot at this point. But she needed to be outside and she missed the ocean. It seemed like everyone was coming out of the woodwork after a few years. Maybe this was normal, vampires going their seperate ways for a short time. Bella had only been a vampire about ten years so she was still young to most. She was ashamed to say where she's been for so long, what she had been doing. If either of the packs knew she would be torn apart on the spot. Bella did her best to ignore the aproaching footsteps. She kept her dark ember eyes trained on the rolling tides.
It was twilight. There Paul sat on a bench under a butcher shop’s awning, head tilted back as he tries to doze while waiting for the slight drizzle to pause its gentle tirade. A weak excuse. It never stops raining in Seattle.
It wouldn’t hurt for a man to want a change of scene. Hear the mindless noise of strangers, as opposed to returning back to La Push right away. No one would miss him if he was gone for a little longer.
His hands itch to take a swig of something strong, bitter to taste.
Paul’s head swivels to the side as sleep actually manages to hold him. He wakes, startled. He rubs his hands over his face and notices that he wasn’t alone in the bench anymore.
Mike scoured the cages at the local animal shelter. Today way the day. He was finally going to adopt a dog. He just was having trouble picking out which one. All of them were perfect. He stopped dead in his tracks. Before him was a beautiful golden retriever. He knew that this was the dog for him. Twenty minutes later he was the proud owner of a new dog.
"Well buddy, I guess we can take you on a walk around town."
