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Obviously my first thought when Jacob started singing was "Damn his voice is hotter than I remember." And then it occurred to me that he was singing one of my songs. Oh dear.
And I started singing it with him.
After all these months of letting him wonder whose CD he found, I opened myself up to him. I wanted him to know. We'd already been through so much that I didn't want any deceit between us.
I knew he recognized my voice, and he wondered how I knew the song. He just seemed confused.
When he came back the next day, I requested another song. This time it was suburbia.
The third day, I sang to him, alone. It was terrifying, but I had to get the point across. His eyes lit up as he recognized the words to his favorite song.
". . . Kiss me on the mouth and set me free . . ."
". . . but please don't bite . . ." Jacob finished, standing up to look down at me.
"You . . . ?" he asked, bewildered.
I hadn't planned on getting this far in the conversation, so I just squeaked out a tiny, "hi."
Jacob backed away a teensy little bit, barely enough to be noticed. But it was. He didn't look happy.
He looked betrayed.
"Hey," I said, easing myself out of bed and planting myself in front of him. "What's wrong?"
"N-nothing," he stuttered, averting his eyes.
"Jacob?" I placed one small hand in the crook of his neck, tilting my head and resisting the urge to plant my lips there.
He leaned slightly into my touch. "It's . . . why didn't you tell me?"
Ah.
"I dunno," I responded honestly. "I've seen you around, listening to my music, and I didn't want to ruin the mystery of it all. I was scared you wouldn't like it once you knew who sang it."
Jacob's features loosened as he took in what I said.
"Okay," he responded, bringing his face a few millimeters closer to mine.
"Okay," I repeated, unsure what to do.
He looked at me, directly in my eyes, directly into my soul. "You're so beautiful," he rasped out, making me shiver. I came a few more inches closer as he gaze raked over my body.
"Jacob, I-" My eyelids fluttered shut as his breath puffed over my cheeks.
I gave into the temptation, and our lips met for the briefest of seconds.
Our lips had just parted when the door flew open, revealing my parents.
[ a/n: tronnor is OVER and tracob is THRIVING and the secret is OUT we are all so HAPPY but will it last??? xx kay ]
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Please Don't Bite 🌹 tracob
ФанфикNo one knew I made music, except for my mom. So, I didn't expect him to get a hold of one of my CDs. He never told anyone, but NO ONE was supposed to know. Especially not him.
