A/N: Tried to recreate the scene in Twilight in which Bella and Edward are laying side by side in the field. Don't know if it worked, but enjoy.
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Field
The sun was dull that day, as though to preserve the calm, sentimental quiet of the world. Clouds rolled by in a gentle wave of lazy carelessness, yet never ceased their moving. A breeze carried with it the smell of the ocean, moist with salt and still heavy with the fresh morning water.
Tall stalks of lavender swayed softly in that calming breeze, the smell intertwining with the new waves to create a surreal scent that enticed slumber. The tall grass glimmered in the pale light, like drops of falling water catching the light for just a moment before dropping and splitting completely, never again to be whole as they were before.
The soft shade of his hypnotizing eyes resembled that of the flowers in their field. When he looked into them, he could see those gentle blossoms and smelled the alluring scent of the ocean on the breeze, but then he'd look away, and Alfred felt it no longer.
They lay there, lost in their own world of nothing but flowers and waves, of eternity and each other. No words, no sound, only them and their wondering hearts. Just staring, looking without seeing, speaking without talking, just feeling the presence of the other so close to themselves. It was always like this when they were here, amongst the flowers and the isolation of their own little sanctuary.
The clouds that had rolled over the sun now retreated slowly, and the soft rays once again peaked through the tall trees to illuminate the area.
Diamonds, glittering diamonds covered every inch of the pale skin before him, and he smiled. Ivan's eyes flickered away for a moment, glancing at the sun before again looking back to his love. Alfred just watched, captivated by the sparkling skin that displayed itself before him. What a sight that would have been, to see the two in their own little world of stark contrast. Alfred there, laying against the plush grasses with his hair like honey and skin the color of gold. He didn't glimmer like Ivan did, instead merely lay there beneath the flowers and the clouds and the stars, so horribly mortal as he and his vampire lay side by side.
The sun was cloaked again, and for another moment, they both looked human.
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