Hey readers! As you can see, I'm very quickly developing an addiction to writing Mortal Instruments fan fiction so here's yet another story. It's your typical "put your iPod on shuffle and write a one-shot based on it" except I chose the songs myself. It'll be mostly Clary/Jace, but I'll throw in other pairings (both romantic and non-romantic) Remember I do not own any of these fantastic characters; I just write fan fiction. I also don't own any music by the Plain White T's. Hope you enjoy; please leave a review! Here's Rhythm of Love by the Plain White T's!
-ninjanervana
My head is stuck in the clouds
She begs me to come down
Says "Boy quit foolin' around"
Jace sat on one of the beams of the training room, looking down at Clary. He couldn't explain why, but he loved to perch himself up on the beams, thirty feet above the mats on the ground. He found it both exhilarating and calming being able to see the world spread out below him. A devilish grin spread across his lips as he watched her plant her hands on her hips, his gold eyes twinkling in amusement.
"Jace, come down here," Clary called, rolling her eyes as she tilted her head back to look at him. After a long afternoon of training, her red curls were slowly freeing themselves from the bun on her head, her hair tie struggling to restrain them. He couldn't wait until it gave up the fight; he preferred her hair down, loving the silky feeling as he ran his fingers through her curls. Just the thought of it had his heart beating a little faster. "I thought you were supposed to be training me. You said we were going to practice hand to hand combat now."
I told her "I love the view from up here
Warm sun and wind in my ear
We'll watch the world from above
As it turns to the rhythm of love"
"I think we've done enough training for today," he replied easily, basking in the warmth of the sun's rays as they came through one of the skylights. The window was propped open, letting in the breeze from outside to cool the usually warm room. His hands rested on the beam lightly as he leaned back. "Why don't you come join your handsome boyfriend up here?"
Clary snorted lightly, "I don't know if I feel like climbing that ladder to keep you company; it's a long way up."
Jace's grin widened, "You could always jump like me."
"Not everyone has that extra boost of angel blood," she retorted. "Besides, I don't think there's enough room up there for me with you and your huge ego. I'm surprised the beam hasn't broken under the weight yet."
He laughed loudly, throwing his head back. She always had a smart answer to match his. "I'll make some space between me and my incredibly good looks. Come on; let's see those Shadowhunter skills you've been working on."
"Come and get me," Clary replied, a smile on her lips as she backed away slowly, her eyes never leaving his.
We may only have tonight
But till the morning sun you're mine, all mine
Play the music low and sway to the rhythm of love
My heart beats like a drum
A guitar string to the strum
A beautiful song to be sung
She's got blue eyes deep like the sea
That roll back when she's laughing at me
She rises up like the tide
The moment her lips meet mine
Jace stood on the beam, staring down at Clary before leaping off of it; he never could resist a challenge. He flipped in midair, landing in a crouch less than a foot from her. He looked up at her, his golden curls flopping into his eyes as they met her green ones.
"Showoff," Clary laughed loudly, her eyes wrinkling at the corners as she shook her head. "Was that flip really necessary? You could have jumped straight down."
"Now where's the fun in that?" he replied easily as he stood, closing the distance between them. He rested his hands lightly on her waist, pulling her body tight against his. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest from being near her, the way it always raced when she was around him. Only she could make him feel like he had run five miles after being in her presence for five seconds. "I like to flex muscles for my girlfriend; I could have thrown in a few spins you know."
"You like the attention from anyone," Clary retorted, resting her palms lightly on his chest.
Jace shook his head, one of his hands moving to cup her cheek lightly. "You're the only one that I care about," he murmured. As he tilted his head down to hers, he felt her body shift in his arms as she stretched up on her toes, her lips meeting his halfway. He smiled against her lips as he felt her arms wrap around his neck, one of her hands threading into his hair.
We may only have tonight
But till the morning sun you're mine all mine
Play the music low and sway to the rhythm of love
When the moon is low
We can dance in slow motion
And all your tears will subside
All your tears will dry
Jace rested his forehead against Clary's as he closed his eyes, relaxing as she ran her fingers through his hair. As long as Clary didn't get tired, he could spend hours standing there with her, contentedly wrapped up in their own little world. They'd fought too long and hard to be able to have this moment; he wasn't going to pass it up for anything. The thought made him pull Clary closer, her chest pressed against his.
"Clary!" Isabelle called as she walked into the training room, stopping short as she saw Jace and Clary wrapped up in each other's arms. "So much for training," she said sarcastically.
"We're busy, go away," Jace replied, pressing his face into Clary's red hair. Maybe if he ignored her, she would go away.
"Well that sucks for you since Clary and I have plans to go shopping," she retorted. "Come on, Clary; you've still gotta get showered and dressed before we can go."
"Don't go; it's a trap," he whispered into Clary's ear, turning his body so she was blocked from Isabelle's view.
Clary laughed softly, stretching up to kiss Jace before unwinding her arms from around his neck. "I have to go; I promised her."
Jace sighed dramatically, reluctant to let her go. "Buy something sexy for me to see you in?" he asked, a teasing smile on his lips.
She blushed slightly, smacking his chest as she escaped his arms and headed for the doorway. "In your dreams, Lightwood."
"You don't want to hear about my dreams, Clary," he called after her with a laugh. Although her back was to him, he could picture her rolling her eyes as her blush spread across her cheeks further.
And long after I've gone
You'll still be humming along
And I will keep you in my mind
The way you make love so fine
Jace could hear Clary humming as she made her way across the training room, grabbing her backpack near the door. She paused for a moment, turning around to smile at him before following Isabelle down the hall. He stood there for a minute, basking in the silence of the room before grabbing his water bottle. With Clary gone for at least a few hours, he might as well shower and get some food for himself.
He found himself humming the same melody Clary had been humming all afternoon, the sound familiar but unable to place where he knew it from. All the pieces clicked into place as he pushed open his bedroom door, his eyes landing on the music book Clary had bought him a few weeks prior. The melody she was humming was one from the book, the first one he had played at her request. He could clearly remember her sitting beside him on the piano bench as his hands flew across the keys, her bright green eyes twinkling with awe. A smile curved across Jace's lips as he walked over to his bed, picking up the book. As often as Clary was on his mind, nearly all day since the day he met her, it seemed that he was on her mind just as often. With that thought, he opened the book, looking for the next piece he would play for her.
We may only have tonight
But till the morning sun you're mine all mine
Play the music low and sway to the rhythm of love
Play the music low and sway to the rhythm of love
Yes sway to the rhythm of love