Title: Stitches
Fandom: Twi-V
Characters/Pairing: Bella/Carlisle
Rating: T (idk, not really)
Genre: Romance
Words: 500
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Prompt: "I think you know more than you let on."
Also, the scene from New Moon where Carlisle stitches up Bella's arm- the scene that I think has more sexual tension than all the other movies combined. I've always wanted to write Bella/Carlisle starting with that scene, but I decided to put a different perspective on it.
AN: In this universe, Esme doesn't exist. I don't really like her all that much anyway ;)
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Stitches
In all the years I'd known him, I'd never seen Carlisle be quite that tender. His hands moved with ethereal grace, gently plucking each tiny shard of glass from the jagged gash in Bella's pale skin.
My presence went unnoticed, focused as they were on one another. Bella's wide brown eyes stayed locked on Carlisle's face—she didn't have the stomach for blood. Luckily for her, it didn't bother me. My control was impeccable.
Bathed in the muted light of Carlisle's office, our coven leader resembled the angel that Solimena portrayed him to be. His golden hair shone like spun silk, not quite as lovely as my own, but close enough. Bella's fingers twitched where they rested on his shoulder, almost as if she wished to reach up and touch it.
His work complete, he bandaged her arm and finally looked into her upturned face. I caught my breath as the innocent worship in her eyes burned hot with desire when she met his intense gaze. It was clear—she wanted him.
Carlisle looked just as taken as he tipped his head slightly. Their lips were a mere hair's-breadth apart, and it wouldn't take much for either of them to close the distance between them. Just a bit further–
"Rosalie! It's not nice to spy on people!"
I silently cursed my preoccupation for allowing my sister to sneak up on me. Of course, when I looked toward Carlisle's office, the couple in question had moved out of my line of sight.
Sighing, I turned back to Alice. "What are you doing here? Thought the human's blood was too tempting for you and the boys."
She rolled her eyes and pointed to her head. "I saw that he had finished stitching her up so I came back. Jazz and Emmett have Edward under control."
Something in her tone let me know she wasn't telling me everything. I narrowed my eyes and stared down at her carefully innocent expression. "What else did you see?"
Glancing toward the half-open door, Alice beckoned me further down the hallway. "Well, Edward will be returning to Alaska. This has been quite the blow to his ego, and I don't believe Carlisle will be content to wait on the sidelines after tonight."
We were still giggling when our mates returned to the house, but we merely shrugged our shoulders when they asked where Carlisle had taken our resident human. Emmett took our answer at face value, but Jasper narrowed his eyes in suspicion.
"Don't let 'em fool ya, Em. They know more than they let on."
Just then, the door to the study opened, and a very smug Carlisle carried a blushing Bella into the hallway. Emmett caught on immediately, whistling loudly as he clapped Carlisle on the back.
Bella tucked her face further into his shirt, not realizing just how intimate they looked. Carlisle couldn't keep his smile off his face as he gently stroked her back.
"Don't worry my darling, I'm not one to kiss and tell…"
