Disappointing Nontextual Matter

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Clary, Jace, or the Mortal Instruments series

"Gah!" Clary gasped quietly, ripping another paper out of her sketchbook angrily. She doesn't know how many times she tried but it simply was not working. She couldn't get a drawing of him right, even when he was looking his most innocent during sleep. She just couldn't do it!

Her almost empty sketchbook was proof of the fact. Jace shifted in his sleep, moving into the more natural lighting coming in from his window. They were supposed to be on a date but when she had come to get him after training she had found him passed out, shirtless, yet peaceful. She couldn't bother him. Plus he looked so perfect, it was the perfect time to draw him. Seeing as she couldn't get him to sit still any other time.

She started up on another sketch, this time making the details of his face less defined and open to the imagination. When that didn't work she almost gave up. Her pencil sailed across the room to embed itself in the wall, eraser quivering as it stuck straight out.

Growling in frustration she ripped yet another page out of her book. She really hated ruining a sketchbook like that but she couldn't stand to see all of her failures. Out of all of them, not one of them had come out looking right.

One of Jace's eyes drifted open lazily. "Maybe someone as hot as me just can't be captured on paper." Clary jumped, pushing her chair over backwards and whacking her head with a solid thunk on the floor behind her.

She lay on the floor gasping for breath. "Shit, Jace! How long have you been awake?" She squeaked.

Jace leaned over the edge of the bed, grinning at her and trying to hold back his laughter. "I don't know. How long have you been here?"

Her eyes grew wide. "Over an hour." She gasped. "You stayed still for over an hour? I didn't think that was possible for you."

"Eh, I have my ways." He still hadn't stopped grinning. Seeing his girlfriend sprawled on his bedroom floor, which by the way was covered in attempted drawings of him, was not such a bad sight. He pretended to frown, letting his eyes rove across his bedroom. "Is that... a pencil sticking out of my wall?"

Clary blushed a darker shade of red than her hair. "I-uh...um... Yes?"

"May I ask why there is a pencil in my wall?"

"No." Clary said hesitantly.

One perfectly arched blonde eyebrow rose above his hairline. "No?" She had always envied his ability to do that and make it look so sexy. She could never pull it off, she literally looked like a retarded seal if she tried.

"No." She said more firmly.

Jace sighed, letting his head fall into his sheets wearily. "Whatever. Get up here." Jace shifted closer to the wall, making room on the bed for her.

"What? Why?" Clary carefully placed her sketchbook on the floor among the mess of crumbled Jace drawings. She pulled herself up and grumbled.

"Seeing as we didn't get to go on our date because I fell asleep, this is the next best thing I could think of."

"My mom'll kill me." She might have been protesting, but she had no qualms about crawling into bed next to him. She kicked her shoes off and settled into the warmth of his sheets. A strong arm wrapped around her waist as Jace curled himself around her small form.

"What she doesn't know won't kill her." He mumbled into her hair, breathing a sigh of relief that they had gone another day safe. That he could hold her in his arms.

A/N

IN HONOR OF THE MORTAL INSTRUMENTS MOVIE COMING OUT IN AUGUST.

Just a pointless little one-shot of Clace. I'm trying to branch out a little from Soul Eater.

Those of you waiting patiently for the next installment of WHP I swear to god I have it almost done but I'm in the middle of finals right now so maybe next week! I promise!
And for Little Vampire I am working on inspiration. I think I'm going to watch Dance in The Vampire Bund again to get some ideas.

I GOT A NETFLIX! If anyone has any anime that they would like to suggest I'd appreciate it :)