Jasper-Whitlock

10

“Is that what I am? A possibility?”

“No. I decided on you a long time ago.”

We’ve Met Before, dir. by Yulin Kuang

2

(Requested by Anon)

“Do you want to join in?” The blond who had introduced himself as Carlisle offered. 

The corners of your mouth lifted into a small smile. “I don’t know that I’d be any good. It’s been a while.” 

“How long’s a while?” Asked the honey blond with the southern accent… Jasper, you reminded yourself, his name is Jasper.

“Late 1800s…or thereabouts.” You replied with a smile. “I sorta lose track of the years. After the end of the War of Northern Aggression in any case.” You put a hand to your mouth, embarrassed by your slip of the tongue. “Sorry, the Civil War they call it now right?” 

“You’re from the south?” Jasper asked, eyes dancing with emotion. 

You pressed your lips together, suppressing a grin. “Huston Texas, born raised and bitten. Are we playing or what?” 

It was Jaspers turn to look embarrassed. “Sure thing darlin’ as long as we can talk more later.” 

The large one, Emmett, grinned so widely his dimples showed. “Well now Jazz, you didn’t show this much interest in me when you found out I was from Tennessee. I’m hurt.” He held one large hand to his unbeating heart. 

“Emmett. Shut up.” 

“And he calls himself a southern gentleman…” 

“EMMETT!” 

This game was looking like it might end up a lot of fun after all.