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Jacob passed around his room nibbling on his fingernails. He had to do something, he felt on edge, nervous. Bella and Edward were getting married in a week, so Bella was going to turn into a vampire, and he couldn’t allow that. He didn’t know why anyone would even go out with a vampire first off all, and then let get married and have sex with said vampire. He wondered if they’ve already done it, the thought of Bella carrying a disgusting little vampire baby in her stomach made him sick. He wanted to barf.
He grit his teeth and started pacing faster. Everyone had told him to let it go, Bella wasn’t into him. And he’d have his chance to tear Edward to shreds if Bella did end up a vampire. But it was more of a high risk little reward, they’d have to kill Bella too. Killing Edward and his disgustingly perfect family.
Edward. Don’t even get him started he could rant for years, centuries actually, on end about how horrid he in specific was. The way he had that perfectly sharp jaw, those yellow, golden honey eyes that seemed to be just as sharp as his jaw. He recalled one time he saw him without his shirt on. He had to do at least 80 laps to get the thought out of his head. The entire pack was upset he kept thinking about it. Even during missions or if he just caught a glimpse of him in a day. When he’d turn into a werewolf they’d all have to endure his rant about how he looked so stupid without a shirt. They’d have to listen to him spew out curses and insults even though he had Edward’s entire abdomen and face burned into his mind and by extension the packs mind.
And dammit now that stupid leeches chest was in his mind. He needed to walk around more, he wasn’t satisfied with this small bedroom. He grabbed his shoes and threw them on, “going on a walk, I’ll be back,” he barked to his dad and sister and who ever else was in the house.
He started jogging near the line of their territory and the Cullens. A part of him hoped he see Edward. So he could punch his face in, no other reason. He kept jogging, hoping that cursed image of Edward without a shirt on during his stupid feasting hunts would vanish from his mind. He knew vampires couldn’t sweat, so his mind must’ve added the fact that he was glistening. To make him look more stupid of course.
To his dismay, or maybe excitement. He did see Edward. He was leaving his woods. Once he passed them it was free ground, the treaty didn’t cover all of Forks. Jacob slowly stalked behind Edward. Thinking he was so sneaky, “stupid leech,” he thought to himself, “he doesn’t even know I’m following him.”
Just then Edward turned around to look at him and Jacob jumped a little and hid behind an alley wall. He forgot that stupid blood sucker could read minds. Had he just been letting Jacob follow him around? That damn weirdo, why the hell was he doing that.
“Because it’s funny,” Edward said with one arm on the wall and leaning towards the flushed boy there. Jacob had a million curses running through his head and started screaming at himself to think of “the thing”. Edward furrowed his brow and leaned closer, trying to be intimidating, worried that the “thing” might be some petty wedding crashing plan.
Then Jacobs worst fear happened, well his second worst fear his first was Bella and Edward having a kid and her turning into a vampire. But that damned image of Edward without a shirt, sweaty and hunting. He didn’t even know why didn’t have a shirt on it was sooo stupid who takes their shirt off while hunting obviously an idiot blood sucker leech.
Edward leaned back and removed his hand from the wall. If he had blood his face would be warm and bright pink from blushing, but thankfully that didn’t happen. What the hell was that? He didn’t know which shocked him more, that Jacob was afraid of him and Bella convincing a child or the image of him hunting without a shirt, he couldn’t even sweat what was that about?
“What’s wrong with you, what the hell was that have you been spying on my family? On Bella,”he interpreted the image of him in Jacobs mind as a threat, that the wolves were stalking him and his family, waiting for Bella and Edward to get married so the wolves could tear them to shreds. He grit his teeth this wasn’t good, he needed to start preparing, to warn Carlisle and the family. Tell them they had to move far away so they’d be safe from these animals. But those thoughts died in his mind as another image flashed in Jacob’s mind.
It was Edward leaning in closer with a seductive grin on his face and Jacob leaning in too, like they were about to kiss. Edward leaned back even more but his hand flew up to grin the corner of the alley way wall. He darted his eyes to the ground, he tried his best to tune out Jacob’s thoughts from his mind but they were alone in this alleyway, he grit his teeth. He had trapped himself, his own plan of getting them both far away from peering eyes left him helpless in this situation.
Jacob covered his face quickly and blushed furiously behind his hands. He had let these cursed thoughts run through his mind. He knew Edward could read minds, knew he probably was reading his right now. He felt a weird twirling in his stomach. Butterflies. He felt nervous yet thrilled about Edward seeing his thoughts. The idea that Edward knew he was attracted to him, the possibility that Edward might like him too..it sent a shiver down his spine. Even though he was anything but cold.
He peered up at Edward, Bella beauty seemed to pale in comparisons to Edward’s. Edward stared down at Jacob, a weird expression on his face. One of disgust maybe? A new thought of Edward degrading and teasing him hit him, and by extension Edward too. The two boys stood there, both flustered and embarrassed, but also intrigued by what was happening now. It felt intimate, Edward wasn’t exactly stopping or helping Jacob with the thoughts. He was just standing there.
Jacob looked up at Edward, staring directly in his eyes, he thought of Edward kissing Jacob over and over again in this alleyway. Edward grit his teeth and looked out the alleyway, no one near by that he could see or sense. He leaned in kissed Jacob on the lips just like Jacob imagined. Jacob curled his fingers in Edward’s hair and kissed him back desperately. Edward pulled away and looked away, “don’t tell..Bella or anyone about this,” he said against Jacob’s neck, pressing his lips against Jacob’s pulse point. He could feel his heart racing and the blood pumping, he smelt as good as Bella, once he got past his wolf smell. It was intoxicating.
“I won’t if you don’t,” Jacob said while pressing Edward’s head more into his neck,” and breathing heavily. They both silently agreed to the terms and kissed each other on the lips again, it was desperate and messy. Tongues and teeth clashing together. Both parties panting aggressively into each other’s mouth, their hands never leaving the other as Edward pushed Jacob into the wall. This was going to be an interesting night…