I own nothing! Based off of a dream I had the other night.
"What about this place?" Bella said, pulling up yet another Tattoo Shop's site. The couple sat against her headboard, his arm around her, computer in her lap.
"I'll take you wherever you want to go, love."
"But I want to go somewhere you like. You hate me doing this-"
"I couldn't find the heart to hate anything about you," he gibed.
She rolled her eyes, "I know. But I really want to do this and you really don't; the least I could do is give you some say in where I get my tattoo."
"Anywhere you want is fine with me." She shook her head. "I still don't see why you'd want to mar this perfect form," he kissed her temple.
She smiled, "It'd be like...like one last human endeavor before..." we get married, words she still had trouble saying aloud.
"You turn into a monster like me."
"Before the wedding," she corrected sternly.
"You can still back out of this you know."
"I want to get married. I want to be like you."
"I know. Do you know what you want?"
"Haven't decided yet. Maybe your name on my wrist or something."
"No."
"Now you have an opinion," she muttered.
"I won't let you brand yourself with my name."
"Fine."
"It is forever. If you change your mind at any point -you don't need a constant reminder of all I've put you through."
"I'm not going to change my mind, Edward."
"Even with the same inked marks on yourself for centuries?"
"Nope."
Edward stiffened, "Game time, already?" he looked at the clock. Only then did she hear the Black's car.
"Yeah. See you later," she said, somewhat disappointed. He gave her a quick kiss before jumping out her window.
"Bella, Jake's here!" Charlie called a minute later.
"Hey Bella," Jake said as she came down to the kitchen, laptop in hand.
"Hey, Jake," she could see Charlie watching them from the living room as Billy put on the game, then they were both engrossed in the screen. The perfect distraction, she thought. "Could you help me with something?"