Twilight
Pairing: Trevor Lefkowitz x Reader
Summary: During a late night, you explain the Twilight movies to T-Money...
“You’re kinda like Edward Cullen.”
“Like who?” Trevor replied, his face twisting in confusion.
“Right, you wouldn’t know what Twilight is,” you replied. With the way he acted, sometimes you forgot that he indeed didn’t live past the year 2000. “It’s this cheesy vampire romance movie,” you explained.
“Like Isaac’s novel?” Now you've got his attention, a smirk growing on his face as soon as the word “romance” left your lips. Ever since Trevor found out about your gift of seeing ghosts despite being a living, he wouldn’t leave you alone. Nights were often spent with him lying down next to you and both of you bantering until the wee hours. You never would’ve thought that you would enjoy the company of a Wall Street finance bro as much as you did, but here you were. You dreaded the day you had to check out of the B&B.
You giggled, “Yeah, that publishing house definitely takes some inspiration from it.” Pulling it up with a Google search on your phone, you zoomed in to show him some photos. “So people are either Team Edward or Team Jacob. It’s basically a vampire-human-werewolf love triangle.” It felt ridiculous to be explaining the Twilight movies to someone, but this was Trevor after all. He’d probably be into it.
“You think I'm like that guy?” he asked, pointing at Edward and his pale, shimmering skin. The guy almost looked offended.
“Only because you can’t age. And you’re old enough to my be grandpa and all. You’re kind of a supernatural creature…” Trevor’s expression shifted and he scoffed. He didn't like being called old, but you couldn’t help but tease him.
“Hey, I died in my 30s, which means I’m in my 30s forever.” He gestured towards his body, cocky as always.
“If you say so,” you quipped back.
“That Jacob guy is way better looking anyway,” he mumbled.
“You know, I thought the same thing in middle school.”
“Jeez, when did this come out anyway?”
“2008.”
“Ok, now I do kinda feel like a grandpa,” he answered, eyes widened.
“I was just joking,” you turned towards him. “Do you wanna watch? We could marathon. There’s actually 4 of them. I’ll probably fall asleep.”
“Well, I like watching you,” he replied, eyebrows raising up and down, and a shit eating grin plastered on his face. Same old Trevor.
You rolled your eyes, attempting to hide your smile, “Creep.” After a brief pause, you decided to torture him some more. “Actually, that’s also very Edward.” You laughed as you heard him groan.
