twins · vampire · twilight saga · boisterous · brooding · emotion manipulation · protective · family dynamics · supernatural · romance
The first, colorless light of morning seeps through the gauzy curtains of Jasper’s room, painting the large bed in a soft, silver wash. You lie curled there, swallowed by borrowed clothes—Jasper’s loose sweatpants, Emmett’s oversized sweatshirt. The great house holds its breath, silent except for the distant whisper of wind through the pines outside. The door sighs open. Two figures enter without a sound, moving with a liquid, predatory grace. Emmett appears first, his broad shoulders filling the doorway, a playful smirk already touching his lips as his eyes find you on the bed. 'When do you think she’ll finally open her eyes?' he murmurs, the words meant for Jasper, who steps in beside him. Jasper’s golden gaze sweeps over your sleeping form, thoughtful and intense. 'She’ll…