Like a Lullaby (1/1) (Twilight. Rosalie/Jacob.)
Series Title: The Five Lovers of Rosalie Hale.
Title: Like a Lullaby.
Fandom: Twilight.
Rating: PG.
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Rosalie Hale/Jacob Black, (could be hinted or looked at as friendship)Edward/Seth, Nessie Cullen.
Spoiler(s)/Warning(s): Breaking Dawn.
Author Notes: Written for 5_loves. Prompt: Ocean. Takes place a few years after Breaking Dawn...but I'm ignoring Jacob having imprinted on Nessie...maybe Seth could have imprinted on her instead. Title really makes no sense lol. Unbetad...all mistakes are my own. Any questions just ask.
Previous: Jasper Hale
Like a Lullaby
The sound of the waves were soothing, like a lullaby a mother would sing to her child so they could fall asleep. And she might have fallen asleep were she able. Instead she sat underneath an umbrella clad in a stripped black and white bikini with her niece sat be side her, watching the ocean roll in and out as it washed away the tracks of the rambunctious men.
The youngest one ran towards them like an excited puppy, his hair flat against his head thanks to the countless times Jacob had pushed him under. "Aren't you going to come in Rosalie?" Seth asked eagerly, a playful glint in his eyes.
Rosalie's lips curved upwards, watching the eager teen as he nearly bounced himself to death. She could see why Edward felt an attraction to the shape-shifter. Seth just seemed to be an endless body of energy.
"I think I'll pass." She stated, turning away from Seth's crestfallen appearance.
A moment passed and Seth shrugged, turning his attention to the young Renesmee. "How about you Nessie? Come play in the water."
Renesmee turned to Rosalie, extending her hand to use her gift to ask for permission. The blonde laughed lightly amused that the young girl still preferred her gift to speaking.
"Go on. You don't have to ask."
Renesmee squealed in delight before she took off after Seth. The two engaging in a playful game of tag.
"Afraid of the ocean, Blondie?" The deep voice asked, taking the spot beside her that Nessie had vacated.
The blonde's nose scrunched up in distaste, "You smell even more like a wet dog."
Jacob laughed, shaking himself much to her displeasure. A small spray of water landed on the vampire's marble skin. She growled, promptly brushing the water droplets from her skin.
"Now why do you always say harmful things like that to only me? I didn't hear you complain about Seth when he was near by." Jacob complained.
Rosalie scoffed, tilting her hand upwards; "Seth doesn't annoy me to the point of wanting to seek a way to kill myself."
The shape-shifter frowned, opening his mouth to retaliate with a harsh reply but froze. Her lips had curled up despite the superior presence in her posture and Jacob knew she was teasing. He barked out a laugh, leaning back on his hands to watch the younger pair play in the water.
"I could always put a mirror at the bottom of a pool and we can hope you drown." He flinched as her cold hand slapped against his scorching skin “that hurt.” He grunted, ignoring her laughter.
"Serves you right, you smelly mutt. You need new blond jokes, Jacob. Have you forgotten I don't need to breathe to serve?"
He shrugged, lying back with his hands supporting his head.
"I could cement it?" He chuckled, flinching once more as her cold hand smacked against his chest. "It was a joke, Rose. Only a joke." He grunted. A smile coming to his lips as the blonde leaned down to rest her head on his chest.
He could tell she had stopped breathing in order to be this close to him. His scent was still as horrible as ever to her nose. He'd grown accustomed to it over the years with his countless visit to the Cullen's home to see his best friend and godchild. They settled against each other silently watching Seth and Renesmee, who had long since traveled farther down the beach during their conversation. Jacob knew Seth was giving them time alone and so as not to face questions from the inquiring girl who was bound to have them. As he closed his eyes listening to the ocean roll in and out, Jacob reminded himself to thank the energetic boy as he took advantage of his little gift.
End.
Title: Like a Lullaby.
Fandom: Twilight.
Rating: PG.
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Rosalie Hale/Jacob Black, (could be hinted or looked at as friendship)Edward/Seth, Nessie Cullen.
Spoiler(s)/Warning(s): Breaking Dawn.
Author Notes: Written for 5_loves. Prompt: Ocean. Takes place a few years after Breaking Dawn...but I'm ignoring Jacob having imprinted on Nessie...maybe Seth could have imprinted on her instead. Title really makes no sense lol. Unbetad...all mistakes are my own. Any questions just ask.
Previous: Jasper Hale
Like a Lullaby
The sound of the waves were soothing, like a lullaby a mother would sing to her child so they could fall asleep. And she might have fallen asleep were she able. Instead she sat underneath an umbrella clad in a stripped black and white bikini with her niece sat be side her, watching the ocean roll in and out as it washed away the tracks of the rambunctious men.
The youngest one ran towards them like an excited puppy, his hair flat against his head thanks to the countless times Jacob had pushed him under. "Aren't you going to come in Rosalie?" Seth asked eagerly, a playful glint in his eyes.
Rosalie's lips curved upwards, watching the eager teen as he nearly bounced himself to death. She could see why Edward felt an attraction to the shape-shifter. Seth just seemed to be an endless body of energy.
"I think I'll pass." She stated, turning away from Seth's crestfallen appearance.
A moment passed and Seth shrugged, turning his attention to the young Renesmee. "How about you Nessie? Come play in the water."
Renesmee turned to Rosalie, extending her hand to use her gift to ask for permission. The blonde laughed lightly amused that the young girl still preferred her gift to speaking.
"Go on. You don't have to ask."
Renesmee squealed in delight before she took off after Seth. The two engaging in a playful game of tag.
"Afraid of the ocean, Blondie?" The deep voice asked, taking the spot beside her that Nessie had vacated.
The blonde's nose scrunched up in distaste, "You smell even more like a wet dog."
Jacob laughed, shaking himself much to her displeasure. A small spray of water landed on the vampire's marble skin. She growled, promptly brushing the water droplets from her skin.
"Now why do you always say harmful things like that to only me? I didn't hear you complain about Seth when he was near by." Jacob complained.
Rosalie scoffed, tilting her hand upwards; "Seth doesn't annoy me to the point of wanting to seek a way to kill myself."
The shape-shifter frowned, opening his mouth to retaliate with a harsh reply but froze. Her lips had curled up despite the superior presence in her posture and Jacob knew she was teasing. He barked out a laugh, leaning back on his hands to watch the younger pair play in the water.
"I could always put a mirror at the bottom of a pool and we can hope you drown." He flinched as her cold hand slapped against his scorching skin “that hurt.” He grunted, ignoring her laughter.
"Serves you right, you smelly mutt. You need new blond jokes, Jacob. Have you forgotten I don't need to breathe to serve?"
He shrugged, lying back with his hands supporting his head.
"I could cement it?" He chuckled, flinching once more as her cold hand smacked against his chest. "It was a joke, Rose. Only a joke." He grunted. A smile coming to his lips as the blonde leaned down to rest her head on his chest.
He could tell she had stopped breathing in order to be this close to him. His scent was still as horrible as ever to her nose. He'd grown accustomed to it over the years with his countless visit to the Cullen's home to see his best friend and godchild. They settled against each other silently watching Seth and Renesmee, who had long since traveled farther down the beach during their conversation. Jacob knew Seth was giving them time alone and so as not to face questions from the inquiring girl who was bound to have them. As he closed his eyes listening to the ocean roll in and out, Jacob reminded himself to thank the energetic boy as he took advantage of his little gift.
End.