That was until I laid eyes on a being that could only be described as seraphic or cosmic
Something god-like
Something other worldly
He was so beautiful, his skin white as snow, glittering when the light hit like diamonds, his marble white arms littered with bite marks like spoors left in a blizzard. His lips the shade of a Rose-Apple still growing from its seedling, waiting to bloom pale but bright, his eyes ever changing like the color of blood in life, but this time they were black like the color of old blood being oxidized or like a black void, a void I could get lost in for all eternity and thank the heavenly father. His teeth were like pearls, his smile unwavering ‘til the darkness plagued his thoughts. Forcing the smile to drop or the smirk to fade, the light vanishing from his eyes like a fire being put out
His hair never changed from his sweet honey hue, his curls locked in place like a doll, barely moving as the wind passed by like if it was a paid actor.
His towering, lean body stood there in the sunlight, breaching the treeline like a spotlight at a play, showcasing the important part, HIM
“Shoudn’ have come here darlin’” his southern accent sang through the air, his voice was like a drug, the way that after he spoke his words would hang in there air, my brain trying to register that such a beautiful creature is standing here and talking to me, standing here in all his glory
“I needed to see you, we weren't done Jas'” I whispered softly, breathing heavily as I eyed him up and down
“I'm a monster love, can't you see that?” He replied with desperation in his voice
“If that's the case then…..” I stopped thinking as I gather my thoughts, I close my eyes and sigh heavily, opening them again to gaze upon him
“Then you're my monster”
{Author note}
Ik i threw yall into, I wasn't sure how to start it ofc the 1st chapter will explain everything and lead up to it but idk what do yall think so far🫣
summary — in which, she has a thing for jasper’s hair and he finds out about it and teases her for it.
word count — 1.6k.
warnings — teasing!jasper, embarrassed/sensitive!reader, fluff, use of pet-names [darlin’, babe, sweetheart, ma’am].
notes — this was requested and i’ve been wanting to write an fic about jasper for awhile now, so i’m really excited about this imagine, hehe! gif and divider creds to owner!
p.s., feedback is very much encouraged and appreciated <3.
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IT HAD STARTED OFF AS an innocent question.
jasper and [y/n] were laying in her bed, on a late saturday afternoon.
it was one of those rare weekends where nothing was going on that demanded the blonde vampire’s immediate attention or where [y/n] didn’t have a pile of homework to work on through the whole weekend.
throughout the past few weeks, there hadn’t been any free time for them to hang out or to go on any dates.
jasper had been dealing with the few supernatural issues — the ones that had ensued pretty quickly — with his family.
and usually, when the two would hang out, [y/n] would still have homework to do.
but, jasper usually would have time for her, so when she’d have homework, he’d help her with it.
he’d also make her food, since she’d always have the habit of forgetting about staying hydrated and eating snacks.
but, this saturday, in some miracle, jasper didn’t have to worry about dealing with anything with his family and [y/n] shockingly didn’t have any new homework assigned for the weekend.
jasper had come over late the night before, just really missing his girlfriend and decided to spend the night with her.
so, the next morning, they’d decided that they’d just have a lazy day.
that’s what they’re doing as of now.
they were cuddling; jasper, holding her in his arms and [y/n], wearing a soft look in her eyes as she plays with his naturally curly hair.
and then, a random thought begins to draw jasper’s attention. the question racks at his mind, not being able to shake it off.
his curiosity starts to become so distracting that even [y/n] pauses her actions and pulls away from his embrace.
she leans her head on one of the pillows, looking up at him with curious eyes as he looks down at her, brows furrowing.
“jas? what’s up?” the girl asks, starting to sit up, directing all of her attention to her boyfriend.
he looks up at her, cocking his to the side, confusion taking over his features as he starts to sense her worry and confusion.
she notices his expression of confusion and sighs.
“i mean, you look like you’ve got something on your mind.” she states, raising her brows in question.
his mouth shapes into an ‘o’ shape, before he nods in acknowledgement.
without another thought, he decides to just blurt out his question, rather than beat around the bush about it, “what was the one thing that attracted you to me, when we first met?” he asks curiously, his southern accent evident in his tone.
[y/n]’s [y/e/c] eyes go wide in shock, before a red tint colors her cheeks in embarrassment.
out of all the questions he could’ve asked, he asks this one.
“um…” she sputters, trailing off as she looks away from her boyfriend, who looks at her curiously.
her cheeks flush redder, if that’s even possible.
“darlin’,” he says, chuckling as she refuses to look up at him. “what’s got you so embarrassed?” the blonde vampire asks, turning her towards him by turning her cheek with his pointer finger.
“babeeee… it’s embarrassing. can’t we talk about anything else?” she mumbles, moving to bury her face in his chest, too embarrassed to face him.
“c’mon. it can’t be that bad. just tell me.” he murmurs, rubbing little soothing circles on her back.
sighing, she realizes that he’s going to be persistent with the question until she answers him.
“you promise that you won’t laugh?” she asks in a child-like voice as she pulls away from his chest, playing with the collar of his shirt, instead of looking up at her boyfriend.
jasper chuckles again, grabbing a strand of her [y/h/c] hair and playing with it.
“sweetheart, i promise, i’ll try not to laugh.” he murmurs seriously, before looking back at her as he lets the strand of hair fall back onto her shoulder.
“it was your hair.” she says in barely a whisper, still thinking that her vampire boyfriend is going to laugh at her.
“what?” he asks, wondering if he misheard her.
“it was your hair.” she grumbles, still looking down as she pulls her fingers away from his shirt.
a small sound, like a wheezy laugh, leaves his lips.
at this, [y/n] snaps her head up in his direction, glaring daggers at him.
this causes him to snap his mouth shut, a glint of amusement in his eyes.
“you said you weren’t going to laugh.” she grumbles, cheeks red as a tomato as she shoves him lightly.
“i—i’m sorry, darlin’. i just—w—why my hair?” he stutters in between laughs.
she sighs, refusing to look up at her boyfriend, completely humiliated that this conversation has gone from normal to humiliating.
she groans as he lifts her chin up, forcing her to look him in the eye.
“sweetheart, i promise, i won’t laugh anymore. just tell me, please.” he states seriously, gaining a little bit of her trust.
“it’s stupid. but, the first day i saw you at school, i saw your eyes, which drew me in. but… then, i saw your hair; it was hanging just above your shoulders, and i don’t know what came over me, but i caught myself wondering what it’d be like to run my fingers through your it. and i’d found myself thinking like that, on countless, different occasions.” the now flustered and nervous girl admits, taking the blonde vampire’s hand from her chin and placing it in her lap.
she begins to fidget with them, before looking up, upon not hearing a response.
as she does so, jasper struggles with not trying to laugh.
but, eventually his mouth uncontrollably opens as the laughs escape, chest rumbling, only finding amusement in the situation.
he continues to laugh, failing to notice the very sensitive teenage girl’s eyes clouding up with tears.
of course, the two usually had inside jokes and teased one another, but this was different.
she felt as if he were making fun of her, over something that she was taking the time out of her day to tell him about — just to answer his question that she didn’t even want to answer in the first place.
a trembling breath leaves her lips, catching her boyfriend’s attention, as she starts to get up.
once she’s standing at the edge of the bed and is turned away from him, she rushes to the bathroom.
“y—you’re mean…” she chokes out in a sob, walking inside.
“sweetheart—” he starts, getting up very quickly, after hearing her tone of voice.
but, he’s interrupted when she slams the door shut.
she slides down the door, locked away in the darkness as the hot tears start to stream down her cheeks.
she tries to tell herself that she’s overreacting, that jasper has nothing to be at fault for.
but, that just makes more tears escape.
she’s interrupted from her thoughts as jasper calls out from behind the other side of the door, “darlin’, i’m sorry. why don’t you come out for a second, so we can talk about this?” his voice is filled with regret and guilt.
after hearing the anguish in his voice, she instantly becomes guilty.
and after a few seconds, jasper sighs, starting to think that she’s not going to come out, as he internally yells at himself for making her cry.
i mean, he may have laughed about it, but he was going to try and lighten the mood and convince her that she had nothing to be embarrassed about.
but, just as the blonde vampire stands up, preparing to walk back to the bed, he hears the door knob of the bathroom twist, before [y/n] slowly pulls open the door.
he snaps his head up, worry and guilt evident on his features as she slowly emerges from the darkness of the room, dried up tears on her cheeks and her cheeks redder than ever.
he stays frozen, not sure of what he could say to make up for making her feel so bad.
he opens his mouth, as if he’d found the right words, but before he can even speak, she rushes to him and presses her head into his chest, arms wrapping around his torso.
“i’m sorry, jas. i o—overreacted and i didn’t mean to make you feel so guilty.” she mumbles, the tears welling up in her eyes again.
this is the moment where he starts to notice the guilt and regret radiating off of her.
“you’ve got nothin’ to apologize for. i was goin’ to try to lighten the mood with a few jokes, but i’m now realizin’ that i didn’t work fast enough.” he murmurs, his accent becoming evident in his small tone.
she pulls away, sighing, as she lifts up her hands to her cheeks to wipe away the remaining tears on her cheeks.
“babe, you don’t need to apologize. i know you’d never make fun of me on purpose. but, sometimes i just get too sensitive about certain things. i’m sorry.” she mumbles, feeling embarrassed for acting the way that she did.
he shakes his head as he grabs her hands and presses them to his lips.
“sweetheart, it’s quite alright. you are allowed to get upset over things. i love you so much and i hope you know that i’d never make fun of you like that.” he murmurs against her knuckles, which brings her to let out a few giggles — giggles that absolutely warms his heart.
“i know, jas. and i love you too. how about we just forget this misunderstanding happened and we go back to cuddling?” she murmurs, after she stops giggling.
he nods, a smile tugging at his lips.
“yes, ma’am.” he says in his accent, causing the girl to bite her lip, in order to hide her smile as butterflies flutter in her stomach.
after that day, he’d tease her about his hair — it didn’t bother her, because she’d realized that he wasn’t holding it against her.
it had quickly become one of their inside jokes and he loved that his hair had become her biggest weakness — especially when it came in handy sometimes.
“I’m not sure if you do Twilight, but if so can you please write a Jasper Hale x reader where it’s just him coming to terms with his feelings and trying not to push the reader away just cause they’re human. Thank you no matter what love :))”
description: when she thinks he’s avoiding her because he hates her, he has to tell her his biggest secret
pairing: jasper hale x female!reader
warnings: swearing, mentions of death
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I didn’t understand Bella’s extreme obsession with Edward Cullen after they started dating until Jasper Hale started showing me the same attention.
I had known Jasper since the Cullens moved to Forks. Or rather I knew of Jasper. Much like his adopted siblings, Jasper kept to himself or to the Cullens. It wasn’t until our English teacher paired us together for a project that I finally got to know him.
Despite the whole school knowing that Jasper and Alice were together, I started to notice that the way he looked at me, or the way he treated me, mirrored Edward and Bella’s own romance. And before I knew it, my feelings also mirrored Bella’s.
I felt on top of the world to have the attention of such a beautiful man. I felt unworthy, but at the same time I felt a sense of pride. And overall, I felt strong, romantic feelings for Jasper; feelings I was sure he had for me as well.
Until he started ignoring me suddenly. He wouldn’t talk to me, he changed seats in English class to be further away from me. He wouldn’t even look at me when we were in the same room.
“He hates me,” I said to Jessica as Jasper drifted past me in the lunchroom without acknowledgement once again. “I don’t now why, but that’s the only reason I can think of that he’d be ignoring me.”
“Or Alice has him back on her chain,” Jessica suggested with a shrug.
“He and Alice broke up a while ago, Jess,” Angela pointed out. “Didn’t you know that?”
I laughed as Jessica shook her head. “The great gossip of Forks didn’t know something? Mark the calendar, Angela, this is a historic day.”
Jessica threw her nearly rock hard dinner roll at me.
That evening while I was home alone, a knock came at my front door. Confused, I went to answer. I was shocked to see Jasper stood there, his hands shoved into his pockets.
“Jas?” I said. “What are you doing here?”
“I owe you an explanation,” he told me. “Care for a drive?”
I followed him to the flashy sports car he drove, one of very few in all of Forks - the others belonging to his siblings. He held the door open for me as I got in. He was in the driver’s seat and had the car started before I even had my seatbelt on.
Jasper’s driving was way too fast, and he was weaving in and out of the cars too carelessly. I was starting to regret my decision to get in his car. One hand was gripping the passenger door so tightly my knuckles were white. Jasper noticed and chuckled.
“Relax, I drive like this all the time,” he assured me.
“Somehow that doesn’t make me feel any better,” I muttered. Jasper chuckled again, which made me slightly annoyed.
After some time, Jasper pulled up to a hiking trail a short ways out of town. I watched him unbuckle his seatbelt and get out of the car. He paused, waiting for me to follow. I was starting to feel panicked and wondered why I had decided to go with him. Why had he brought me out here alone? Why hadn’t I told anyone where I was going before I left home?
We walked in silence for a while. I started falling behind, stumbling over the twigs and rocks. At one point I almost fell, but Jasper was quick to steady me.
“I forgot you can’t walk as quickly as I can,” he said. “We’re almost there.”
“Almost where?” I asked, but he had already started walking again.
We came to a clearing where the sun was just peaking through the trees. Jasper paused, looking back at me for a moment. “This is going to look silly for a moment, but know there is something serious underneath it.”
Before I could ask, Jasper stepped into one of the sunny patches. I gasped as his skin lit up like a diamond under light. He looked anywhere but at me, as if afraid to see what my reaction to this was.
I approached him slowly, extending a hand towards him. I poked some exposed skin, wondering if I was about to find out I was dreaming or that Jasper had never been real to begin with. His skin was cold and hard as stone, and I realized in that moment that I had never touched Jasper’s bare skin before.
“What is this?” I asked. “What are you showing me?”
“I heard you talking to Jessica and Angela at lunch today,” he explained, “about whether or not I hated you and if that was why I was avoiding you. But the truth is I was avoiding you for the opposite reason. I don’t hate you, (Y/N). I never could, but I’m dangerous. To you, anyways.”
I stepped back, feeling very uneasy. “What do you mean, Jas?”
“I’m not...human,” he explained. “And I haven’t been for decades. There are many names for what I am, but the most commonly used is vampire.”
I felt like the air had been knocked out of me. I was convinced this was some sort of practical joke on me, but I didn’t think any of the Cullens were capable of doing that.
“Are...are all of you...” I started, trying to find my words.
“We are,” he confirmed. “Carlisle found all of us and changed most of us. There’s a very long history about our family. I won’t go into it now, I know it’s a lot to take in.”
“Why are you telling me this?” I asked him.
Jasper stepped out of the light, his skin almost immediately returning to normal. Every logical part of me was telling me not to let Jasper get closer to me, but at the same time I trusted him. I didn’t think he was going to hurt me, I trusted him not to hurt me.
He reached out for me, but hesitated. Against my better judgement, I stepped forward to let him touch me. His hands were cold against the skin on my exposed arms. His golden eyes looked down into mine and I felt myself subconsciously leaning into his body.
“Because I feel something for you that I’ve never felt for anyone besides Alice before,” he told me. “And I know you feel the same way for me. I tried to distance myself for your safety. I’m still new to living with humans as I was the last to join the Cullen’s lifestyle of just feeding from animals, but I realized that was only hurting you more. I needed to tell you so that you could make your own decision about how you felt for me.”
He was right, it was a lot to take in. I had so many questions, but at the mention of Alice I realized there was one outstanding question I needed answered before we went any further.
“What about you and Alice?” I asked. “You two have been together...I guess basically forever. What made you two decide to break up?”
“Alice, Edward and I all have special powers that we developed after we were changed. Edward can read minds, I can feel and manipulate emotions - which is how I know for sure that you feel the same way for me - and Alice can see the future. She saw many visions that included you - most of which included the two of us in a romantic setting. I told her it would never happen because I loved her so much, but she was so sure I’d love you too. She told me to wait until we were paired up for that project and I’d actually get to know you, then I could make that decision.”
I winced. Knowing that Alice saw visions of her boyfriend falling in love with another woman - a human at that - before Jasper even knew I existed made me feel guilty.
“Was she angry?” I asked, my voice a whisper.
Jasper laughed, a beautiful sound that echoed through the otherwise empty woods. “Not at all. If anything, she was excited. She claims that you two are going to be best friends the way she is with Bella, and she’s very excited to have another female in the family. That is...if you’re still willing to be with me with...what you know now.”
I had to admit, the thought of the person I was in love with being a vampire was terrifying. Not because of the needing to drink blood to live - like I said, I trusted Jasper. If his or any of the Cullens’ desire for blood was a risk, they wouldn’t be living amongst humans. But the thought of growing old while Jasper remained the same age forever, of him eventually not wanting to be with me because of that age difference was terrifying. And the alternative...I didn’t want to consider that right now.
I moved closer to Jasper. He moved his hands to my waist, pulling me so that my body was touching his. Our lips were inches away, and I finally leaned in to close the gap between us.
His lips, much like the rest of his body, were cold, but I felt a sensation when kissing him that I had never felt before. I placed a hand against his face, gently stroking his hard skin as our lips moved perfectly together. His grip around my waist tightened a little, but not enough to hurt me. It felt more like he was making sure I wouldn’t disappear on him.
I pulled away first, resting my forehead against his. “I hope that gives you your answer.”
He smiled and I felt a happy sensation wash over me. I remembered he said he could manipulate the emotions of others and I wondered if his happiness was so strong that it was effecting me as well, or if he wanted me to know how happy he felt.
“We should get you home,” he said. “Your parents will probably be worried sick if they come home and you’re missing.”
“You’re right,” I said. I reluctantly pulled him his grasp, but took his hand in mine as we walked back to the car. “But can you not drive like a maniac on the way home? I’d rather not die of a heart attack in your car.”
Jasper chuckled. “No promises. One thing you have to learn about vampires, we love to go fast.”
Summary: You accidentally cursed Caius and are now on the run from the Volturi. Luckily, you meet Jasper in the woods and he offers you a place to stay.
Request: YES/no Anon: I would like to request with Jasper Hale. Something about Jasper and Y/N meeting, y/n being half-vampire half-witch. Btw I loveee your work😍💞💞 (sorry about my English 😅)
Warnings: none
Wordcount: 1148
You had fucked up. Royally fucked up. You had accidentally cast a curse over Caius, the most vicious member of the Volturi. Someone had asked you to cast a curse on him and you hadn't realized who it was until the curse was already cast. So now, you are on the run. Running away from the Volturi isn't easy but being a witch did help with it. Currently, you're hiding riding through the forests of Washington. The bad weather mixed with the small towns gave you a good idea that the Volturi wouldn't come here.
You actually enjoy your little escape so far. Nature was doing you good. The green forest is bringing you some peace and taking away some of your anxiety. You're so zoned out that you don't notice a man standing on the middle of the road until you almost hit him. You manage to press the breaks in time and swerve out of the way so you don't hit him. Once your car has come to a halt, you quickly get out of the car to make sure the man is okay. "O God, I'm so sorry," you say as you stumble out of your car.
The man slowly turns around to face you. Long, blond waves of hair fall over his face. His golden eyes stare at you with an unnatural. A shiver runs down your spine and you quickly realize what he is. Vampire. "A-Are you alright?" you ask as you take a careful step towards him. He nods, hair bouncing up and down as he moves. You let out a sigh as you run a hand through your hair. You nod at him.
"I'm so sorry. I wasn't paying attention," you say. The man cuts you off. "Do I know you?" he says with a southern accent. You shake your head. He lets out a hum. "Are you Y/n Y/l/n?". Your blood runs cold. You quickly shake your head as you take some steps away from him and towards your care.
"Nope, I'm definitely not whoever that is. I'm gonna-I'm gonna go. Yeah, I'm leaving," you say as you open your car door. The man lets out a chuckle. He uses his speed to rush over to you, closing the car door and stopping you from entering the vehicle. You gulp down your fear.
"You cursed one of the kings," the man says with a smile. You shake your head. You don't trust your voice enough to speak. He nods his head. "Yeah you did," he says to which you shake your head again. You push his hand away from your car and he allows you to do so. You open the door and step into your car.
"Maybe I'm Y/n. Just..." you say as you look at him with pleading eyes. "Just let me live. I'll leave.". His smile drops as his features soften. He bends down a little.
"I won't hurt you," he says. You let out a sigh as you start your car. You try to close the door but the man keeps holding it open. "You look tired. I can offer you a place to sleep?" he asks. You quickly nod at him. "Pease," you beg. He nods and mentions for you to get into the passenger's seat. You crawl over the console and plop down on the seat as he gets into the driver's seat. It's probably a bad idea to let a stranger ride your car towards their home but oh well.
"Jasper," he says as he holds his hand out to you. You take his hand and shake it. A cold shiver runs through your spine as his cold skin touches yours. "You already know my name," you say. He nods. Jasper closes the car door and starts to drive away. You two remain silent for a couple of minutes until Jasper starts to speak.
"So you're a...witch?" he asks. You nod your head as you shrug.
"Half witch, technically, but yeah," you say. He nods. You can see a house coming closer and closer. You point at it. "Is that yours?" you ask. He nods. The house is big, way too big for one person. A tall, muscular man and a blond woman are sitting on two chairs in front of the house, looking up at the cloudy sky.
Your body tenses up at the sight of them. Are they part of the Volturi? Jasper senses your fear and uses his gift to replace it with happiness. "Calm down, little witch, you're safe here,". You can feel your cheeks heat up at the pet name. You nod as you let the tension in your shoulders go. He parks the car and you quickly get out of it the moment the vehicle as come to a halt. The muscular man looks up as he sees you. He nudges the woman next to him who looks up to you as well. "That's Emmett and Rosalie," Jasper says as he locks your car and hands you your keys. You thank him and walk with him to the entrance of the house.
"Who'd you bring?" Emmett asks. Jasper shrugs as he opens the front door with you. He doesn't answer his brother's question. The inside of the house is surprisingly warm. Vampires normally didn't bother to buy or use a heater, but clearly, they did. As you two reach the living room, you see a blond man. He's older than the rest. A couple of wrinkles litter his face but his golden eyes give away his immortality. "Carlisle, this is Y/n. They're going to stay here for a bit if that's okay," Jasper says.
Carlisle nods and walks over to you. He shakes your hand. Anther cold shiver runs through your body. "Y/n? As in...". He doesn't finish his sentence but Jasper nods, understanding what he means. Clearly, word has gotten around about you. Carlisle looks you up and down. "I've heard that you're quite powerful.". Your cheeks heat up at the compliment. You shrug. "You look tired, you should rest.". Carlisle looks up at Jasper.
"You're safe here," a brown-haired woman says as she wraps her arm around Carlisle's waist. You nod. "Jasper, why don't you bring Y/n to the guest room?". Jasper nods and points to the stairs and you follow him up to them. You wave your goodbyes to Carlilse and the woman as you disappear upstairs. Jasper opens the door to the guest bedroom for you. You walk over to the bed and let yourself fall onto it. Jasper lets out a chuckle.
"Go to sleep. We'll keep you safe," he says. You hum at him in agreement as you can already feel yourself drifting off to sleep. Jasper laughs at you again. Maybe going for a walk this morning in the forest was a good idea, he thinks. A really good idea.
Summary: Cuddling with Jasper is always nice, but it has one downside; his cold skin.
Request: YES/no Anon: “Quit touching me, your feet are cold!” and “Did you just hiss at me?” for Jasper, please? thank you ❤️🐻
Warnings: swearing
Wrodcount: 707
MASTERLIST
Most would think that Jasper doesn't cuddle often, which is true to some extend. He won't initiate the cuddle session. He isn't a big fan of PDA and is constantly scared that he might accidentally kill you. But that does not mean that Jasper doesn't like your cuddles, in fact, he loves them. To feel the heat of your skin warm him up and to feel your happiness soaking into him makes him forget the fact that he is a 176-year-old vampire with the strength to kill you with only his pinky. He just feels like a normal human during those moments.
"Jasper?" you call out. The Cullen residence is nice and all, but the ridiculous size gets annoying when trying to find your boyfriend. A little hum and the sound of the television tell you that he's in the living room. You quickly walk over to the room. When turning the corning, you can't help but smile at the sight before you. Emmett, Alice and Jasper are all laying on the different couches and chairs the Cullens own. Jasper is curled up on the couch, a blanket thrown on top of him. "There you are!".
Jasper looks up from the television and at you at the sound of your voice. A smile breaks out on his face when he sees you. You quickly walk over to him, plucking the blanket off of him and laying down next to him before throwing the blanket over the two of you. You feel him relax as you cuddle up against him. You let your head rest against his chest. You grab his arm and wrap it around you, knowing he won't do so himself. "Are you comfy?" you whisper at him to which he nods.
You look away from his gorgeous face and at the television. The movie " Dracula " is playing on the screen, ironic. You had to give it to the Cullens, they had a good sense of humour. All goes well for until twenty minutes have passed. All of a sudden, two cold feet rub against your exposed calves. You let out a squeal as you sit up a bit more straight, trying to get the coldness away from you. Jasper lets out a chuckle before he starts to rub his feet against you again. "Quit touching me, your feet are cold!" you say as you give his chest a playful slap.
Jasper shakes his head, pulling you closer to him and laying one hand on the back of your neck. Shivers of cold run down your spine as you try to wiggle out of his grasp. " Come on, don't be mean, " he says with his Southern drawl. You shake your head, finally getting out of his grasp. You turn around, sitting on your knees and facing him. You let out a hiss. "Did...Did you just hiss at me?" Jasper laughs out. The laughs of Emmett and Alice follow behind him. You throw the pillow laying beside you against his head.
"What? You guys hiss at each other all the time!" you exclaim. Jasper shakes his head again, throwing the pillow back at you. "But we're vampires," Emmett says, "You're not.". You catch the pillow Jasper threw at you and throw it at Emmett, who of course dodges it.
"You whatever, I just prefer not to fucking freeze when watching a movie. Thank you very much," you say. You sit down on top of Jasper's legs, to angry to cuddle with him again. You cross your arms over your chest as you shoot him a fake pout. Jasper holds a hand over his heart.
"Please, darlin', forgive me?". Dammit, his nicknames got you every time. You sigh before nodding and laying on top of him, not bothering to get under the blanket. Jasper wraps an arm around your back. A smile creeps up onto your lips at the action. Although Jasper isn't able to see it, he can feel the sudden wave of happiness and love come over you. You reach up at his face and let your warm palm lay on his cheek. His cold skin immediately takes all your heat away. Maybe his skin is cold, but his heart is warm.
