foggy morning light (twilight fandom)

Don't make excuses with the vampires, because they've got a way of catching you.

I came out of the shower, and the bedroom was still calm for a second, and the soft light hit the wall to draw a trace of laziness.

The long hair was still wet, I picked up a dry towel and wiped it on my head impatiently.There seemed to be something wrong, and the coolness swished behind me. When I turned my head, Edward put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaning against the wall and looking at my panicked expression.

"How could you break into someone's boudoir in the middle of the night!" I took a few steps back and pointed at him.

"Otherwise you will be hiding for no reason, and you won't be able to ask any questions?" Edward approached a little bit, as if he had been wronged by the sky, and gave me a fierce look, "tell me, what's the matter with dreams and butterflies ? Why do you want me to hide it from others? Why do you hide from me? And why don’t you eat at noon?”

I was dazed by a series of questions, and leaned against the wall angrily, and now he put his hand against the wall and completely surrounded me.

"So many questions, which one should I answer first?"

The wind chimes on the balcony were tinkling, and I was really afraid that another vampire would appear suddenly, looking at this posture with a certain color in his eyes.

Edward didn't think about it that much, he lowered his head and forced me to look directly into his gaze, damn it, that gaze could be regarded as a gentle look illuminated by the turned-on wall lamp in the night.

He was quite serious: "Let's talk about why you don't have lunch at noon?"

My eyes looked around, afraid of being sucked in by this gaze.

"I ate it, but I didn't go to the cafeteria to eat." The inexplicably guilty being watched by him, "I feel sick to my stomach, I don't want to move."

He was silent for a moment, as if wondering how much truth there was in my words.

"Come on, next question."

"Well, what's the matter with dreams and butterflies?" He squinted his eyes and doubted my ability to lie without blushing and heartbeat. Give Edward a reason."

"..." Oh, I hate this kind of guy who wants people to talk and listen to people's heart!

Edward blinked, and moved a little closer. I could almost smell the coldness on his body clearly, like the mist from the mountains.

Well, the feeling of oppression deepens, and I know I have to tell the truth, otherwise I'm sure he won't let me go to sleep, anyway, vampires don't have to sleep and have a lot of time to spend slowly.

"Actually, I didn't figure it out. I only know that this is definitely not as simple as in a dream. It's like my talent. I can silence Jasper's desire for blood. I don't know why it is like this, but it exists. "I was also puzzled, but I felt powerless and couldn't solve the problem. "It can still talk, but it seems that only I can hear it. The less people know about it, the better."

"...what did it say?"

"My name, and words like 'alive'."

"That day, Carlisle and I overheard your conversation outside Maynie Anderson's office." He frowned, thinking about the cause and effect of my words, "If necessary, you can tell Carlisle, he knows a lot of things. "

"Ah."

I complied temporarily, but I knew that this matter came from myself, and no one could solve it except me.

"I'll answer the rest of the questions tomorrow. I promise to tell you that I'm super sleepy." I rubbed my eyes pretending to be sleepy and yawned.

Edward still locked me up so I couldn't leave.Anyway, he is also a person with a temper, and he has answered all the questions he was forced to ask, so what else?Could it be that the answer to avoiding him is just because I know the plot will continue like this, but I just don't want to see it for no reason?

Regardless of whether they will believe it or not, these words alone are a huge bug, and everyone knows what consequences it will bring.

I raised my head and stared back at him, my eyes were warm, and I felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

Edward was still staring at me with those nearly golden eyes, and just when I was about to scold him, his lips landed on mine accurately.Cold, or rather I could feel the warmth of my lips.I widened my eyes, but I could only see a shadow cast by him, the pale skin was so close, and the faint smile in his eyes seemed to say, just look, Chris.

His kiss was extremely gentle and aggressive, and the hand that was leaning against the wall slid down and hugged my waist, and moved closer to him.

I even forgot to resist, let him guide me, leaned on him weakly, and was taken by his deep tongue.I think my cheeks must be hot right now, and the temperature spread to his lips.

I almost forgot the time, I only knew that the corners of my mouth were numb when I stopped.His lips brushed against his cheeks, and his voice was low and hoarse: "See you tomorrow."

I kept my head down for a long time, and responded with a soft voice like a mosquito: "Yeah."

He seemed to be smiling, and the wind chimes jingled a few times. When I realized that I had suffered a disadvantage, I was furious and wanted to hit someone, but his figure had long since disappeared.

What are you doing, exercising before bed! ?