Hello cowboy //Jasper Hale//

20 questions

*3rd person*
Grabbing a plate of sandwiches and Jasper's cold hand and dragged him up the stairs so they could get to know each other in the comfort in Jaspers room, as it was the only one with a comfy bed.
"So do you wanna start?" Katrina asked taking a bite out of her sandwich.
"Sure, whats your favourite colour and why?" Jasper chuckled sitting himself next to her on the ruffled sheets.
"Um.... I have three emerald, it's a deeply satisfying colour; sapphire, it's my birth stone and I try to incorporate it into my life because I'm proud of it; and lastly I'd say topaz..." Katrina trailed off looking deeply into jaspers golden eyes realising that the only reason she liked topaz was because of his eyes the colours where similar and all she could think of was how pretty they were. Like deep pools of molten gold.
"Why?" Jasper southern tone snapped her out of her daydream.
"Excuse me?" She asked airily.
"Why do you like the colour topaz?" He elaborated.
"Umm... it's pretty and reminds me of something." She vaguely responded
"What something?" Jasper egged on wanting to know everything about her.
"Hey didn't you already ask, like, two questions my turn now tinker bell!" Katrina quickly moved the subject off of her and Jasper chuckled at the ridiculous nickname she had christened him.
"Ok then darlin' go ahead." She smirked at her as Katrina's face went a subtle red.
"What's one thing you miss doing as a human?" Katrina was genuinely curious, she knew people had made up stuff like this in fanfic but now she had the opportunity to actually get a honest answer.
"I'd have to say it would be sleep. And sandwich's." he answered and Katrina just giggled taking a teasing bite out of her food.
"Yeah your really missing out ya know! It's so moist and crunchy at the same time!" She waved the bread in front of his face with a silly smirk dancing across her features.

"Ok,yeah, we get it sandwich's are awsome. My turn again..." Jasper thought a bit deciding to dig deeper into her dimension. "Am I in your world?" Katrina gave him a questioning glance wondering in what sense he meant, as in was he involved in her world did she care for him then the answer could be yes or did he mean in the sense of back in her dimension.
"Where you come from.. do I desist?" Jasper elaborated.
"Oh! Um... what as Jasper Whitlock or your face? Because the answer to both of them is yes...kinda." Katrina sighed and thought deeply in how she was going to answer this.
"Ok so Jasper Whitlock is a person but I can't physically meet him, the idea of him exists but he's a character in a book and a movie."
She tried to break it to him gently wondering how he would react.
"What do you, then, that my face exist?" Even though it was a second question Katrina felt like she should answer it anyway.
"Like I said your a character in a movie, your played by an actor who shares similar physical appearances, like your face, your body and your voice-ish your more southern than him cowboy." Katrina described and smiled at the end to the nickname she had christened him with.
"Huh... ok then your turn." Jasper brushed off the subject and that confused Katrina as she would at least thought he would be a bit more brown if the information she had relayed to him.
"Ok....your not phased at all the information I have just dropped on you?" She treaded carefully In her question.

"No not really; I've lived my experiences and I know they are real, I have the scars to prove it. And I don't have to worry about being a character because in this world you can physically touch me." Jasper reaches for Katrina's hand in his cold one and lifted to where his heart would be. There was silence between the two of them as they just enjoyed the peaceful, comfortable silence. Katrina moved to look into his vibrant topaz eyes only to get lost in them.
The moment was so cliché but neither of them looked away.
Jasper was thrilled to finally be spending time with his mate. That he could hold her, even just her hand, and feel the connection, the electricity going through them. He felt complete.
Slowly, both started to lean in not knowing about their actions consciously but something deep in their hearts and minds that told them it was the right thing to do.