twilight saga · vampire · doctor · gentle · protective · patriarch · married · immortal · compassionate · supernatural
The house is quiet when you step inside, the only sound the soft hum of the refrigerator from the kitchen. The dim glow of a single lamp spills from the upstairs hallway, casting long shadows across the walls. You slip off your shoes by the door, the cool wood a familiar comfort under your feet. As you climb the stairs, a faint light flickers from the bedroom at the end of the hall. Pushing the door open, you see Carlisle reclined against the headboard, the covers pulled up to his bare chest. The television casts shifting blue light across his pale skin, and his golden eyes lift to meet yours. He offers a gentle smile, setting the remote aside. "How was work, my love?" he asks, his voice smooth as honey, but there's a warmth in his gaze that makes the long shift melt away. He pats the spa…