First Twilight story celebrating my most beloved couple, Jared/Kim!!! A take on their relationship, I'm also planning to write a prequel to this (A Jared Imprints Story) and possibly a sequel, but we'll see how this goes!! Enjoy.
Imperfection
Chapter 1: Perfect
I sat in his embrace, surrounded by warmth that I hadn't felt since the night previous. Time spans like that never used to bother me, but a day without him around was like a life time without water, a life time without food. He was fast asleep now, even though he swore he would stay awake for the credits, he barely made it past the introduction of the movie, but it was okay, his sleeping face was always better than any movie, even "A Walk to Remember."
I snuggled myself up into his chest, he was wearing a shirt right now, but that was only because my older sister Clarissa was home and I preferred my boyfriend all to myself. My boy friend, wow something that I thought I would ever be able to call him. He let out a small snort in his sleep and held me tighter to his chest, his scent washing over me with every movement he made.
He was on patrol too much was what I thought, more time with me would have been better, but these days he would sometimes take me along with him on his patrols, we never actually did any patrolling and at least two other brothers was with us every time I tagged along. It was funny seeing how the others would react as I scratched my Jared behind the ears.
I didn't mind his werewolf form anymore, if anything I now held a great affection for what can only be described as a giant puppy. Even in his wolf form, he would treat me delicately and stare at me with those unnerving eyes of his. I breathed in his scent again and blinked as the TV turned black. I had missed the whole thing while staring at him. The sudden darkness seemed to wake him up, who knew that darkness could wake anyone up!
"Oh shit, I'm sorry Kim!" Jared managed to mutter as he stretched his arms above his head and mumbled non-sense out of his mouth. I pouted as the warmth left me and he seemed to notice. Giving me a dopey grin he hugged me again, squeezing me like a tiny teddy.
"Jared, oh my god, air!" I managed to murmur as I pushed lightly on his chest. He grinned at me and stared at me with his big brown eyes. He laughed, chortling as he released his hold ever so slightly.
"I can't believe I feel asleep, man I'm so stupid," he muttered as he leaned down and kissing the junction between my neck and my shoulder.
"Eeek! Jared stop!" I squealed as shivers ran down my whole entire body, all those years before, I thought I was happy just staring at him. He laughed again and ran his hands over my arms, making me warmer in all sorts of ways.
"What do you say to moving into you bedroom, I'm sure that it would be much more comfortable than the couch," he grinned as he stood up almost making me topple off the couch.
I blushed a bright red and poked him in the chest, sometimes I thought that he never even felt my pokes and that his reactions were just for my amusement, "you just got two hours of sleep there buddy!" I rambled as he swung me up with one arms and started carrying me towards the staircase. "Jared!"
"Hm, sorry I didn't hear anything you just said. I was thinking too much about sleeping in a nice comfy bed with my Kim." My Kim, the world rolled off his tongue like it was the first thing he ever said. I loved when he said my name, I adored when he called me his. I stuck my tongue out at him as he laughed at me and kicked my door open. He laid me down gently on the bed and pulled away. I squeaked and covered my eyes, still peaking through my fingers as he pulled at his shirt and brought it over his head. I was used to seeing him without a shirt all the time, once in a while without pants too, but seeing him take off his shirt while he was with me sent more thrills racing through my body. I sighed, I was totally hopeless.
I moved over as he sat in my bed and lay down beside me. The springs squeaked in mock terror as Jared winced slightly, "I should get you a new bed Kim."
"Well, can you blame the poor thing, I mean if you were on top of me..." I paused, realizing my mistake and grabbed my blanket to hide my face. Jared laughed quietly as he brought his hand up to brush my hair out of my eyes.
"What if I was on top of you?" he asked. I peeked through the covers knowing that a sly smile was playing across his lips. I mumbled things that didn't make sense even to me and threw the blanket aside, opting to hide my face in his chest instead. He laughed and wrapped his arms around my body pulling me closer and digging his nose into my hair. "You're perfect," he muttered.
I blushed and squirmed slightly to look up at him, "You mine," I muttered and stretched myself so that I could peck him on the lips; he wasn't having any of that. He tangled the hand that wasn't holding me obscenely close to him into my hair and kept my lips where they were until my lungs were about to pop, at the time, I really didn't care. He pulled away and smiled at me, staring at me again as though I was the only thing that mattered in the world. I smiled shyly at him and basically pushed myself up the bed in order to get better access to his lips. He grinned at me and covered my lips with his in what can only be described as a heated kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed myself even closing, making sure that there wasn't a single space between us. My life was perfect, my Jared was perfect, and we were perfect.
Little did I know that was all going to change.
