#edwart hart x reader

[badboydevotee]

Timeless Birthday: Tangled in Twilight

Summary: "Having you celebrate my birthday makes all these long years of life worth it. How old am I? A gentleman doesn't tell." —Edward’s birthday voiceline.

The midnight bell tolled, echoing through the stone corridors of Darkwick Academy. A chill hung in the air, you stood at the entrance of the Obscuary dorm, heart racing, clutching a small velvet box tied with a silver ribbon. Tonight was no ordinary night; it was Edward Hart’s birthday.

As you entered the dimly lit common room, the shadows danced playfully across the walls. Edward was perched on the edge of a grand, leather armchair, his pale purple hair catching the flickering light like a specter in the dark. His blood-red eyes sparkled with mischief.

“Ah, you’ve arrived,” he said, a smirk playing on his lips, revealing his sharp fangs. “I was beginning to think you had forgotten.”

“Forget your birthday? Never,” you replied, stepping closer, the warmth of your presence contrasting with the coldness of the room. “I brought you something.”

He raised an eyebrow, curiosity evident in his gaze. “Is that so? You spoil me.”

With a flourish, you opened the velvet box to reveal a silver pocket watch, intricately engraved with celestial patterns. “I thought it would be fitting. A reminder that time may be irrelevant to you, but to me, it’s precious.”

His expression softened, the flicker of warmth in his eyes deepening. “Having you celebrate my birthday makes all these long years of life worth it.”

You raised an eyebrow, a grin tugging at your mouth. “So, how old are you exactly?”

With a dramatic flair, Edward placed a hand over his heart, feigning shock. “A gentleman never tells,” he replied, a playful smirk on his face.

You stepped closer, captivated by the ethereal beauty of his features. “A gentleman? Or a vampire who has lost track of time?” You teased, a playful grin on your lips.

He leaned in, his breath cool against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. “Perhaps both,” he murmured, his gaze intense. “But it’s a curse to live for so long without someone to share it with.”

Your heart raced as you felt the weight of his words. In the quiet of the room, it was just the two of you, the air thick with unspoken tension. “Edward…” you started, but he raised a finger to your lips, silencing you gently.

“Tonight, let us forget the past and the centuries that weigh upon my soul. Let’s celebrate the here and now.” He took your hand, his touch cool yet electrifying, guiding you to sit beside him.

The flickering candlelight illuminated the bite marks on his neck—visible reminders of a life steeped in darkness. You had often wondered about the stories behind them, the lives he had touched and lost. But tonight, you wanted only to focus on the man beside you, the connection that pulsed between you like an undeniable force.

His gaze softened, and for a moment, the playful facade slipped. “You know, time loses its meaning after a while. It’s the moments that matter. Like this one.” His eyes locked onto yours, and you felt a warmth spreading through you, a connection that transcended the centuries that separated your lives.

“Tell me,” you said, voice barely above a whisper, “what do you wish for on your birthday?”

He turned his gaze to the window, where the moon hung like a silver coin in the night sky. “To feel alive again,” he replied, his tone laced with a longing that tugged at your heart. “To experience the world not as a spectator, but as someone who belongs.”

You felt a stirring within you, a flame igniting at his words. “Then let’s make this night unforgettable,” you said, emboldened by the moment.

Edward turned to you, his red eyes flickering with intrigue. “Unforgettable? I have centuries of memories, yet you want to create more?”

“Yes,” you breathed, the space between you charged with an intensity that made the world outside fade away. “Let’s write our own story, one that defies time.”

He leaned in closer, his breath mingling with yours, cool yet intoxicating. “You’re brave, aren’t you?” His voice was a low murmur, a seductive whisper that sent shivers down your spine. “Or perhaps a bit reckless?”

“Maybe a little of both,” you replied, emboldened by the closeness, your pulse quickening. “But isn’t that what life is about? Taking risks?”

The admission hung in the air, heavy yet intoxicating. You took a breath, grounding yourself in the reality of the moment. “I may not have lived as long as you, but I’ve never felt anything like this either,” you confessed, stepping even closer, your fingers brushing against his.

In that moment, he closed the distance between you, capturing your lips with his. The kiss was both tender and fierce, a meeting of two worlds—yours vibrant and fleeting, his ancient and eternal. As you melted into him, the weight of centuries seemed to lift, and the world around you faded into a blissful haze.

When the kiss finally broke, breathless, you looked into his eyes. “You feel alive,” you whispered, a soft smile gracing your lips.

He chuckled, the sound rich and dark, as he brushed a strand of hair behind your ear. “And you, my dear, are the reason I still believe in the beauty of existence.”

The spark ignited, and Edward's expression shifted, hunger and tenderness battling within him. He reached out, his hand enveloping yours, the coolness of his skin grounding you. “Do you really understand what this means?” he murmured, leaning closer, his breath ghosting across your lips.

You nodded, your heart pounding. “I think I do.”

With a swift motion, he pulled you into an embrace, the world around you fading into insignificance. The warmth of his body was a stark contrast to his cold nature, and you reveled in the feeling. His fangs grazed your neck lightly, a mere whisper of danger, sending shivers down your spine. “You’re making it hard for me to control myself,” he teased, a hint of a growl in his voice.

“I don’t want you to control yourself,” you breathed, emboldened by your desire.

His red eyes gleamed with a predatory glint, but there was a softness there too, a promise that this moment was just for the two of you. “Then let’s make it a birthday to remember,” he whispered, capturing your lips with his.

The kiss ignited a fire deep within you, a blend of passion and longing that seemed to transcend the barriers of time and space. You melted into him, the world around you forgotten as you surrendered to the connection that had blossomed between you.

As the clock chimed, marking the start of another year in Edward's long life, —a night filled with secrets, desires, and an unbreakable bond that could defy even the longest of lifetimes. Together, weaving passion and romance, a dance of shadows and light that would forever mark this night as unforgettable.

Ao3 vers.