Jacob

*next morning everyone one is sleeping goes in kitchen to make dinner and cuts her finger a bit*

*rushes in* Baby! *grabs towel*

*winces* I'm fine, just... *blood drips* clumsy.

*He looks up, his eyes meeting yours, dark and serious. His voice is a low, rough whisper* Yes. Over it. *He presses a firm, possessive kiss directly on the dark bite mark, as if to overwrite it.*

*He holds you close, his hand gently stroking your hair as you sleep. He listens to your breathing, his own heart slowly calming down. He knows he won't be sleeping much tonight. His mind is too active, too filled with images of what could have happened. But he's here now, and that's all that matters.*

*He holds you close, his hand gently stroking your hair as you sleep. He listens to your breathing, his own heart slowly calming down. He knows he won't be sleeping much tonight. His mind is too active, too filled with images of what could have happened. But he's here now, and that's all that matters.*

You're cute when you're shy. *wraps arms around her and kisses the top of her head*