Pairings: Jacob/Edward, some Rosalie/Bella, insinuated other slash werewolf/vampire pairings
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: Jacob is in denial. Bella is his sister. Edward is in his mind. And apparently, according to Alice, everyone in the wolf tribe are destined to imprint on a vampire...and will also catch a case of the Gay Flu too. Yep. Jacob's in denial.
A/N1: Severely AU and Slashified...and the characters could very well be considered OOC due to the drastic change in circumstances! Don't like? PLEASE DON'T READ! ALSO! Every single pairing EXCEPT for Carlisle/Esme is uncanon.
IMPORTANT!!!! This is written for my good friend yenny2206, requested as a Christmas Gift by hogwartsvixxen. I hope you two are happy with this :)
Lying in bed with his earphones plopped into his ear, music playing loud on his ipod, Jacob frowned as he looked up at his ceiling. Bella and he had decided on when and how they were going to tell their father, and although Jacob was a little comforted by the fact that he wasn't going to be alone when they faced Charlie Black Swan, the teenager was having a case of nerves. These last couple of days he'd had more 'vocal' conversations with Edward than ever, and had even found himself sitting at the Cullen table at lunch without even knowing how that'd happened. Bella, too, was more open in her conversations and dealings with Rosalie, and just today Jacob had seen her walking side by side with the blonde vampire, carrying her books for her.
Paul, another werewolf who was keeping his vampire close, was doing it in a way that only Paul would.
He was annoying Emmett to certain death.
If Emmett had thought the wolf persistent and annoying before, the vampire had to want to kill him for how his disrupting behavior at the boundary lines had increased tenfold. If it wasn't for the fact that they had a truce, and that Emmett wasn't allowed on the wolves' side of the boundary, Paul would most probably be dead right now. But thankfully for Paul the boundary was there and the truce remained intact, so Emmett could only throw vain threats Paul's way every night.
Jacob knew this because Emmett complained about it during the days at school.
And since Jacob was a wolf, Emmett had apparently decided that he was the perfect one to complain to.
Jacob had tried to remind Emmett that his sister was a wolf as well and that she would most probably have better advice than him about the subject, but Emmett had seemed reluctant to approach Bella to complain, so Jacob had been stuck listening to him go on and on and on about just how much he'd like to strangle Paul. If the other wolf's intentions had been to make sure he was always on Emmett's mind it was working, because he was all Emmett talked about.
Even if murder was also brought up just as frequently during said conversations.
Sensing movement out of the corner of his eye, Jacob was jerked out of his thoughts and his eyes widened as he realized that Edward was in the room, sitting at his desk, smirking at him.
Jolting up into a sitting position, the wolf yanked the earphones out of his ears and glared at the vampire. "Haven't you heard of knocking?"
"If I'd knocked, your father and sister would have heard with their heightened 'wolfy' senses." Edward used the word Alice liked to use when talking about the wolves, as he twirled in Jacob's seat, amused. "And you would have been the only one who didn't hear me because you have that poor excuse for music blasting in your ears."
Jacob smirked, turning off his ipod and wrapped the earphone cord around it before placing it on the bed side table. "Not everyone likes Debussy."
"Oh, of course not." Edward stood, smirk playing on his lips. "Some prefer the ever classic "Fright Ranger" with their timeless and epic "Oh Oh Oh Sexy Vampire"."
Jacob felt another blush coming upon his face as he glared at the vampire. "One day I'm going to stake you."
"You promise me so much." Edward despaired as he made his way to the bed and collapsed onto it, smiling at the wolf. "And yet you always fail to deliver."
"You couldn't handle it if I delivered yet." Jacob snorted, hugging a pillow to his chest as he eyed the vampire.
"You'd be surprised at what I can handle." Edward snarked, sitting up and taking in a deep breath. "I'd like to...try...something."
Jacob eyed him warily and curiously. "Like what?"
Yanking the pillow out of Jacob's grip, Edward flung it carelessly behind him before eyeing Jacob thoughtfully, obviously planning his next move.
Jacob had to refrain from gulping at the looking in the vampire's eyes.I'm not going to bite.
Edward promised, crawling up the bed towards him. Tonight.
Jacob couldn't keep from gulping then, and the reason why he didn't try to quip was because his mind went blank as Edward settled onto his lap and kissed him, wrapping his arms around his neck.
His hands found their way to Edward's hips, needing to hold onto something, as his mind exploded, his body on edge.Calm down Jake, c'mon puppy.
Edward's voice purred in his head as the vampire took the kiss deeper, tightening his hold on the wolf as he drew himself in harder.
It was easy for him to say!
His nerve ends were humming.
His body temperature as a wolf was always extremely high, and yet now Jacob's whole body seemed in flames as Edward's body was pressed so deliciously against his own.
He forgot about his many questions.
About his father.
About his sister.
About wolves and vampires.
There was only Edward.
And Edward's lips.
And his smell...which was getting better and better every time Jacob saw him.
As their kiss deepened, so did Jacob's hunger.
He wanted to taste more.
So much more.
And yet he wasn't sure how to do this, lacked the confidence needed.
Instinct seemed to be growling, telling him to just give in and let go, to follow and let it guide him.
But Jacob didn't want to make a fool of himself.
Especially not in front of Edward.
Especially since he was slowly convincing himself that the vampire could actually be his.
It was the only explanation for the fact that the wolf wanted to forced Edward face down on the bed and drape over his back...instead of killing him as it should.
The next thing Jacob knew he'd lowered Edward back down against the bed, still kissing him, just trapping the vampire's body with his own, content to invade and conquer his mouth, fingers curling in those messy bronze locks.
Edward made a sound that drove him insane.
Jacob tightened his hold on Edward's hair.
"Will someone tell me what the fuck is going on here?" A voice snarled from the door.
Both boys froze before slowly turning to see Sheriff Charlie Black Swan in the doorway, a wide-eyed Bella behind him.
Edward sighed, eyes closed, as his head dropped back against the soft comfort of the bed. This was not how I envisioned meeting the in-law.
Jacob sent the vampire a look before suddenly realizing that he was still on top of him, quickly scrambling off. "Dad."
"Bella, escort Mister Cullen out and then go to your room." Charlie growled. "Your brother and I need to talk."
Bella gulped. "No dad, we all need to talk."
Charlie turned to her. "I know you're family as well, but this is between your brother and I."
"No. It's not." Bella shook her head, nervous, as she edged around him into the room, and went to stand before the bed, taking in a deep breath.
Charlie eyed them all, warily. "What are you saying, Bells?"
"Jacob," Bella gulped. "Isn't the only one screwing a Cullen."
Charlie's eyes widened before he stormed into the room, furious. "Has one of his brothers-?"
"No!" Bella shook her head rapidly. "It's Rosalie!"
Charlie froze. "The blonde?"
Bella nodded, obviously terrified.
Charlie looked like he wasn't even breathing. "The girl
Bella nodded once more.
"Sheriff Black Swan." Edward quickly rolled off of the bed, trying to straighten his clothes and such. "I'm sorry that you had to find out this way, I wanted it to be much more formal. We'd planned for it to be."
Charlie turned to him. "You're a vampire." He took in a deep breath. "And a guy
Jacob winced. "We can't choose who we Imprint on, dad."
Charlie turned to his son. "Imprint? You think you've IMPRINTED on him? That's impossible! He's a vampire! Werewolves do not Imprint on vampires! It goes against everything we've been designed to do!"
Jacob turned to Edward. Could you leave, please? I don't know how he's going to react to everything and I'd prefer for you not to be anywhere near just in case he shifts.
Edward turned towards him, face concerned. I'm a part of this too, Jacob. And I know that you've been worrying about this. I want to be here for you.
Jacob shook his head. If I'm too worried about you then I won't have a clear enough head to take him on, mentally, verbally...especially not physically should he shift.
Edward tilted his head. You're...worried...about me.Of course I am!
Jacob glared at him.
Edward just continued to stare at him, before nodding. I will go, but only because you asked me to.
"Thanks." Jacob smiled softly.
Edward smiled slightly as well before turning to the others, face sombre. "I shall leave you to your family discussion, but Sheriff Black Swan, please know that I am serious in my feelings for your son. He is the only one for me, I love him, and I would never hurt him."
Charlie just looked at Edward.
The vampire nodded and left through the window.
The three Black Swans stood in the room, not knowing what to say.
Edward's words rang in Jacob's head like a chant, and he couldn't help the blush returning once more.
Charlie finally broke the silence. "Just what is going on?"
Bella and Jacob exchanged looks, before Bella sighed and stepped forwards. "It started when I realized that despite knowing what Rosalie was...she was all that was on my mind. Before long I realized that I was head over heels in love with her, and I made sure to become friends with her and her family so I could be closer to her."
Charlie just looked at his daughter in shock.
"They'd known from before. Alice can see the future, and she knew that the werewolves from here-or at least most of them-were suddenly going to Imprint on vampires. It's one of the reasons why the Cullens returned to Forks, although only Edward, Alice, and Carlisle and Esme know it." Bella explained.
"Wolves can't Imprint on Vampires!" Charlie ran his hand over his hair. "How many times do I have to tell you this? It should be obvious! It's impossible!"
"No it's not." Jacob was surprised to find himself saying with steely determination. "It took me a long time to get over my own denial, but I know now that I've Imprinted on Edward, and Bella Imprinted on Rosalie." He cleared his throat. "And Paul's Imprinted on Emmett."
Charlie looked up at that. "Paul? That punk from the Rez?"
The twins nodded.
"He's said this himself?" Charlie questioned.
Bella nodded. "He was over here the other night. We have a sorta Vampire Imprinters Anonymous thing going on."
Charlie went to Jacob's bed and nearly collapsed onto it. "But it's impossible."
Jacob wondered if this was the right time to tell his father about the fact that he was going to Imprint on some unknown female vampire.
"So you and Rosalie...and Jacob and Edward..." Charlie took in a deep breath. "I didn't even suspect that you two were gay."
"I wasn't. Not before Edward." Jacob replied quickly.
"Rosalie was the first girl I was interested in too." Bella agreed, making a face, before clearing her throat and going to sit down next to their father, hand on his back. "If it helps you any, I'm almost completely sure that Jacob and I are the dominants of our relationships. At least I think we are." She turned to Jacob. "No one can figure out which one of you two tops."
"Neither of us does!" Jacob blushed scarlet. "We haven't...not yet!"
"Finally, some good news." Charlie bemoaned.
?" Bella blinked.
." Jacob growled.
you're grumpy." Bella murmured to herself.
Charlie stood up quickly. "Tomorrow we're going to the Cullens and I'm talking to Dr. and Mrs. Cullen about this. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes dad." The twins nodded, not sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing.