While You Sleep
By Casper
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AN: Written for a challenge, I had to write drabbles of only 300 words on this pairing. So this will not be the last you've seen of these little guys.
No real spoilers.
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Disclaimer: Twilight is owned by Stephenie Meyer.
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Rated: PG / T
"What do you do when I'm asleep?" I mused, out of boredom while hovering over my paper that was due in two weeks.
Edward sat on the bed, his legs crossed and hands neatly folded on one knee. His paper had already been finished the first day it was assigned. "Nothing much. Mainly admire you."
I blushed. "You can't do that all night long. It would get boring."
He gave me a smile that showed his pearly white teeth. "Believe me, I still haven't had my fill of you."
There was no stopping the way I shuddered at that. Just simple words, like 'pass the bread' came out in such a musical way, you could swear the guy was reciting poetry.
"Whatever." I mumbled, hiding my face behind my knees and curled my arms around them.
He seemed to find delight in my reaction because the next thing I heard was his laughter.
"It's not funny," I mumbled.
He didn't stop. "Oh but it is."
I huffed, not saying anything further while my eyes scanned the next prose poem that we had to dissect for English. Normally, it only took me a small amount of time. Of course, I used it as a method to distract myself when Edward wasn't around. However, it didn't seem to work when he sat directly behind me, with the trickle of laughter slowly dying.
Suddenly, the touch of his hands were on mine as he pulled my face up to meet his down turned one. His eyes were sharp as his lips smirked before he claimed mine with them. I let out a sigh.
His mouth twitched. "And it doesn't truly get boring. You're quite an entertainment. What with all the late night talks you give."
He kissed me, the prose poem long forgotten.