That night you sat in your bedroom, reading poems when you heard a knock at your window.
You froze and hesitantly peeked through the curtain slightly, sighing as it was only Jasper.
You moved to unlock and open the window, and he was immediately on the other side of the room, looking at you with those Honey eyes of his.
"What?“ You asked insecurely, going to the mirror, "Is there something on my face?”
Before could blink he was standing directly behind you, staring into the reflection of your eyes.
"No.“ He said simply, "You just look breath-taking.”
Your face flushed a light pink and you hid it in my bangs. “Don’t say stuff like that, I’m in pajama pants and a ratty sweatshirt.”
"And you’ve never been more beautiful darlin’.“ He admitted, lightly turning you to face him, moving your hair from my face.
You groaned in embarrassment, wrapping your arms around his torso and hiding your face in his chest. Your face even warmer against the cold, seeping through his shirt.
He chuckled, wrapping his arms around you, and nuzzling his face into your hair.
You stood there for a few minutes, swaying slightly to the faint music coming from your phone. His golden, shoulder-length locks, tickling your ear.
"I wanna stay like this forever,” You sighed, snuggling closer to him. He hummed in response, breathing in your scent, his fingers digging into your sides. You moaned slightly, pulling away, your arms trailing down his arms.
"Sorry…“ He breathed, his face lightly pained. It was still a little difficult for him to… control himself around you, his, Blood-Singer, as he calls it.
Like usual, your eyes go doey at the sight of him in pain, and you slide your hands up his arms to gently hold his face in your hands.
He swallowed hard before he lifted his gaze to meet your own. He chuckled and leaned into your touch, reaching up to hold your right hand against his cheek.
"You indulge me too much~” He murmured, eyes closed, pressing his lips to the heel of your hand, as you ran your left through his soft locks.
"I like seeing you happy.“
His eyes snapped open, locking with your’s, and you could feel him smirk against your skin.
"Jaspe-!” You squealed slightly as you were quickly tossed onto your bed, giggling as he climbed over you.
"Well then, maybe you can help me out with something.“ He grinned, carefully pinning your wrists by your head. You could feel your lips start to curl into a grin of your own.
"What might that be?” You asked, catching your bottom lip between your teeth. His eyes darkened and he dropped his head onto your shoulder. His lips against your throat, you could feel him growl before, unwillingly, pulled back.
"Sorry little lady, not what you’re thinking of.“ He admitted, "I’ve just got this song in my head, and I was hoping you could play it for me.”
Before you could say anything, his grin turned into a devious smirk, and his hands were under your shirt, fingers grazing your side.
"N-no! Jasper!“ You shrieked in laughter, squirming underneath him, as he mercilessly tickled you.
"There it is.” He smiled down at you, as you tried to catch your breath. “That beautiful laugh, and the feeling of pure, unadulterated joy coming off you in waves.”
You grabbed the back of his neck, surprising him, and pulled him into a chaste kiss, then brought your lips to his ear. “I love you, Jasper Hale.”