𝙝𝙚'𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙤 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙖𝙜. after all, that last fight had been... something. but now that bella’s delivered and survived, it had been easy to talk to him. especially after he had fought the wolves. after you’d come too close to actually losing him. it’s only after talking, that you feel it again. the want you’ve ignoring since everything has gone down, ever since this invisible war started in the family. he’s here, he’s here and he’s not going anywhere. it’s easy to melt against him, lips and hands, and everything about him. YOU’VE MISSED HIM, so fucking much. you’ve missed him so much, the way he molds against you, the way your hands fit completely against him. you can truly feel the desperation in the kiss, the way his hands claw at your clothes, the way your hands do the same. it’s about you this time, not bella or edward or the baby, no it’s about you two and everything else can go to hell.