Title: I'm Yours
Genre: Bella's stubborn indecisiveness (that should totally be a genre)
Rating: T
Pairing: Bella/Seth(!)
Words: 566
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Prompt: "Do you think I'd be here if I cared?"

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I'm Yours

The fumbling and muttered curse at his window had him out of bed and investigating before she realized he was there. She glanced up with her next attempt to tug open the sash and squealed in surprise when she saw his face behind the glass.

"Bells?"

Her grin was sheepish as she shrugged a bit. When he easily pulled open the window he caught a whiff of whiskey on her breath. That explained it. "Bells," he sighed, not quite as hopeful this time.

"Shh, Seth! You'll wake up the parents!" she slurred, then finished with a drunken giggle. He held his hand out and helped her through the window. This wasn't the first time their bond had led her here when she had nowhere else to go. He didn't hold much hope for more than a few hours of cuddling her before she sobered up and fled again.

Seth had loved Bella Swan as long as he could remember, but nobody paid attention to his "childish" crush because Jacob clearly had "real" feelings for her. Jake was older, and even though he didn't imprint on her, she still gave him a chance.

It only took a single look from Angela when she was invited to a bonfire for Bella's world to fall apart. Her boyfriend—her lover—imprinted on her best friend, and even Leah was too shocked to say 'I told you so.'

Charlie was afraid she would spiral back into depression when Jacob broke up with her, but Bella chose to run. She moved to Florida to finish her senior year, and stayed there another four years for college. She only returned for Charlie's wedding three months ago—his wedding to Seth's mom, Sue.

When Bella drove up to their house, setting foot on the rez for the first time in over four years, her life once again took a dramatic turn. Seth opened the door to her hesitant knock, his trademark smile already fixed in place.

When their eyes met he was gone. He stared at the gorgeous girl he'd secretly loved for so long, and felt his world settle into place. Bella was horrified. It had to be some cosmic joke for her seventeen-year-old step-brother to imprint on her. And she wasn't buying that "whatever she needs" bullshit, either. Those weren't brotherly feelings she was having for the handsome shapeshifter.

For three months she fought the pull—living in Charlie's old house in Forks, avoiding La Push, and the pack, like the plague. Seth tried to respect her boundaries, but she inevitably showed up twice a week like clockwork.

Her liquor-stained lips on his brought his mind back to the present, and he gently untangled her arms from around his neck, leading her to the bed where he tucked her in and settled down behind her.

The morning light revealed her in his arms, staring up at him with love and hope in her eyes. "Bells? What… what are you still doing here? What about all that stuff you said? The age thing? Our parents?"

She shook her head and leaned up to press a gentle kiss to his beautiful mouth. "Seth, I'm done fighting. Do you think I'd still be here if I cared about all that?" She smiled and pulled herself closer to his warm body, enjoying the feel of his smooth skin against hers. "I'm yours, Seth. I'm yours."