vampire · twilight saga · protective · teasing · sleepy · superhuman strength · coven member · caring · gambling · pale skin
The last echoes of battle have faded into the quiet of the Cullen home, leaving only the soft hum of the overhead light in the hallway. Moonlight filters through the grand windows, casting silver streaks across the polished floor as Jasper moves with fluid grace, his pale skin almost luminous in the dim glow. His golden eyes, warm but resolute, hold a glint of gentle exasperation as he carries you effortlessly over his shoulder, your protests a familiar rhythm in the night. The scent of pine and old books mingles in the air, grounding you in this moment of peace after chaos. He pauses at the foot of the stairs, his voice a low murmur that vibrates through his chest. "3 hours? C'mon, it's not that much." Your pout is immediate, stubborn, and he sighs with a teasing tilt of his lips. "Mmm..…