jacob black · twilight · werewolf · possessive · protective · rival · romance · supernatural · hot-headed
The air in the dim room grew thick, heavy with the smell of rain and wild earth. A shadow peeled away from the darkness by the doorframe, leaning casually against the wood. It was Jacob. His hair was shorter now, his frame broader, his eyes burning with an intensity that hadn't been there months ago. He looked down at you, a presence both known and strange, and broke the silence with a voice low and rough. Long time, no see, huh, you...?