Beta/006: Jacob Black/Bella Swan - Tears
Title: Romeo
Author: kapers_in_pink
Rating: K+
Characters/Pairing: Jacob Black/Bella Swan
Word Count: 518
Summary: Of course you're not too late. I'll always wait for you.
AN: Kinda fluffy... it's a companion piece to Paris. I just couldn't help myself :)
“Am I too late?” Her words came out in a rush, so quickly that I almost didn't understand her.
“Too late for what honey?” I had no idea what she was talking about. It had been a long day; hunting the red-haired bloodsucker, Harry's heart attack. All of that, combined with my lack of sleep, was making my brain run a little slow.
When I glanced up at her, my jaw almost dropped. She looked hopeful, and nervous, all at the same time. Her cheeks were slightly flushed. While the blush wasn't anything unusual, it was her eyes that caused me to stare. For the first time in months, her eyes were sparkling with emotion. They had returned to the beautiful chocolate brown I had missed; no longer dull and lifeless.
“For us.” It was almost a whisper, but I heard it as if she had shouted.
“Bells...?” I was confused. But I couldn't help the smile that was spreading across my face.
“I love you, Jacob Black. I think a part of me knew it all along, but... it took almost jumping off of a cliff for me to realize it. You were Paris. But now you're Romeo.” And she was laughing.
It was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard.
But I still had no idea what she was talking about. Paris? Romeo? Did she just say that she loved me?
“You almost did what? Bella, those cliffs are dangerous, especially in this weather! It's almost a hurricane out there.” I was angry at her for being up there by herself, for not waiting for me, but glad that she was smart enough to realize it was a stupid idea.
“I tell you that I love you, and you chastise me for almost jumping off a cliff?”
She had a point.
“Bells, honey, I knew all along that you loved me. But what's all this talk about Paris, and Romeo?”
“Romeo and Juliet. You know, Paris is the best friend. Except in the play, she dies for Romeo, leaving Paris all by himself. I can't stand the thought of you being alone, nor can I imagine life without you.”
Leave it to her to use a literary reference.
“So I'm not too late?” She looked at her feet, kicking a rock with the tip of her shoe. Her cheeks were still a faint pink, and she was biting her lower lip. Her hair was a mess, from the wind no doubt, and pieces of it were sticking to her damp cheeks.
She was beautiful.
And in that moment, I had to touch her; to kiss her. I took a quick step and pulled her into my chest. Her hands were warm on my already hot skin.
“Of course you're not too late. You know I'd always wait for you. It's always been you, and it'll always be you. I love you.”
“Jake...” She looked up at me, her brown eyes glistening with what I hoped were happy tears.
I didn't let her finish.
Author: kapers_in_pink
Rating: K+
Characters/Pairing: Jacob Black/Bella Swan
Word Count: 518
Summary: Of course you're not too late. I'll always wait for you.
AN: Kinda fluffy... it's a companion piece to Paris. I just couldn't help myself :)
“Am I too late?” Her words came out in a rush, so quickly that I almost didn't understand her.
“Too late for what honey?” I had no idea what she was talking about. It had been a long day; hunting the red-haired bloodsucker, Harry's heart attack. All of that, combined with my lack of sleep, was making my brain run a little slow.
When I glanced up at her, my jaw almost dropped. She looked hopeful, and nervous, all at the same time. Her cheeks were slightly flushed. While the blush wasn't anything unusual, it was her eyes that caused me to stare. For the first time in months, her eyes were sparkling with emotion. They had returned to the beautiful chocolate brown I had missed; no longer dull and lifeless.
“For us.” It was almost a whisper, but I heard it as if she had shouted.
“Bells...?” I was confused. But I couldn't help the smile that was spreading across my face.
“I love you, Jacob Black. I think a part of me knew it all along, but... it took almost jumping off of a cliff for me to realize it. You were Paris. But now you're Romeo.” And she was laughing.
It was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard.
But I still had no idea what she was talking about. Paris? Romeo? Did she just say that she loved me?
“You almost did what? Bella, those cliffs are dangerous, especially in this weather! It's almost a hurricane out there.” I was angry at her for being up there by herself, for not waiting for me, but glad that she was smart enough to realize it was a stupid idea.
“I tell you that I love you, and you chastise me for almost jumping off a cliff?”
She had a point.
“Bells, honey, I knew all along that you loved me. But what's all this talk about Paris, and Romeo?”
“Romeo and Juliet. You know, Paris is the best friend. Except in the play, she dies for Romeo, leaving Paris all by himself. I can't stand the thought of you being alone, nor can I imagine life without you.”
Leave it to her to use a literary reference.
“So I'm not too late?” She looked at her feet, kicking a rock with the tip of her shoe. Her cheeks were still a faint pink, and she was biting her lower lip. Her hair was a mess, from the wind no doubt, and pieces of it were sticking to her damp cheeks.
She was beautiful.
And in that moment, I had to touch her; to kiss her. I took a quick step and pulled her into my chest. Her hands were warm on my already hot skin.
“Of course you're not too late. You know I'd always wait for you. It's always been you, and it'll always be you. I love you.”
“Jake...” She looked up at me, her brown eyes glistening with what I hoped were happy tears.
I didn't let her finish.