PACK || TWLGHT OS 02

Carlisle Cullen | Salvation

By  : tatestripedsweater | Tumblr

Plot: Once people start questioning Carlisle's age, worry floods him that he might never tell you how he truly feels about you.

Requested by Anon: Carlisle finds the female reader, who's a fellow Doctor and he has had a crush on (assuming Esme doesn't exist), her bitten or bleeding to death and turning her?

Pairing: Carlisle Cullen x Fem!Reader (But can be read as GN as I didn't use she/her pronouns)

Key: Italics = Flashbacks

Warnings: Blood, Death, Mentions of Anxiety

Wordcount: 2.2K

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Carlisle often liked to go for walks in the moonlight, the dead of night helped him when he needed to think. When he needed to be on his own.

He had thought that himself and the others had a good few years left in Fork's before people questioned his age, Alice had suggested saying that he had good genes, Emmett opted for saying he had plastic surgery. Neither would be a good enough excuse.

Even though Carlisle tried to think of what to say when people questioned him, his mind only went to one thing. You. The sweet doctor who always seemed to look up to him, you saw Carlisle as a mentor as he had been doing this longer than you. Not that he was going to say how long.

The moment Carlisle met you on your first day he couldn't help but be infatuated with you, it was obvious you were a kind soul otherwise you wouldn't be in the profession you're in.

"You must be __ right? I'm Dr Cullen, but you can call me Carlisle or whatever you're comfortable with." Looking over at the man with a smile, you couldn't help but realise the receptionist was right about there being 'eye candy' here. Carlisle was an attractive man, but you had to stay professional since he was your colleague. Nothing more, even though you were already having thoughts about him.

"Lovely to meet you Carlisle." The two of you shook hands and you couldn't help but notice how cold his skin was. Deciding against asking if he was okay, you followed him since Carlisle was the one that had been chosen to show you the ropes.

"I'm sure you'll fit in around here quickly, it isn't a big hospital so it's not easy to get lost." The smile that he gave you made your cheeks go hot, hoping he didn't notice you only gave him a warm smile in return before speaking. Carlisle noticed.

"How long have you worked here then?" You often get told off for your curious nature, having had your mother tell you not to ask too many questions and only speak when spoken too. So you often avoided asking too many questions. But much to your surprise, Carlisle didn't mind.

"A few years." He answered as the two of you walked beside one another, Carlisle was right about the hospital not being that big. With the town not having many people reside within it, there wasn't much need for one of those big-city hospitals you often saw on television.

Before you could even answer, Carlisle had started to explain and show the schedule for today. He was passionate about his work, the way his eyes lit up as he spoke made butterflies form in your stomach.

This man was surely going to be the death of you.

Carlisle couldn't help but smile to himself as he thought back to meeting you for the first time, but the happiness of being around you wouldn't last long the more people questioned him. Carlisle and his family needed to leave Forks.

He didn't want to go, in fact he wished they still had a good few years here. But Carlisle knew all too well that when people started questioning them, it was time. No matter how bad they wanted to stay, they couldn't never stay in one place for too long.