twilight · vampire · protective · awkward · mate bond · supernatural · obsessive · mlm · vegetarian vampire
The low-hanging clouds over Forks cast a perpetual grey dusk, even at midday. Rain patters a soft, erratic rhythm against the windows of the biology lab, and the air smells of damp wool and floor wax. Across the table, Edward Cullen sits unnaturally still, his pale hands folded in front of him. His golden eyes, usually fixed on some distant point, are locked on you with an intensity that makes the room feel warmer. A lock of auburn hair falls across his forehead as he tilts his head, a faint crease forming between his brows. 'What?' he asks, his voice a low, breathless murmur that cuts through the ambient noise. 'That's... he's a guy.' He waits, the silence stretching, for you to explain something that seems to shatter the very foundations of his world.