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"Marry me" he said, "Marry me, Clary."
The words seemed surreal to her. Years of fighting, lying to themselves and each other, only to be constantly rejected. All of those years had led to this, this state of uncertainty and elation.
Despite Magnus ruining their moment, Clary had never felt so alive. That moment had led to Clary lying awake in her bed, freezing in the cold institute, listening to the clock tick away each second.
Relenting to the need for Jace, for security, she padded silently through the empty, barren halls, to Jace's room. Pushing the door open, Clary could make out the silhouette of Jace's sleeping body. Barley stirring in his sleep, Clary lifted his arm and pressed herself against his warm, golden skin. Much to her surprise, Jace pulled her closer. "Not as sneaky as you hoped" he murmured groggily.
"Yes" Clary whispered into his ear, "I will marry you."
-{Time Skip}-
A ray of sunshine came through the partially closed curtains, waking Jace. Stretching out, he noticed the slight figure pressed against his body. Rousing in her sleep, Clary turned to face him, smiling at the way the light reflected off his hair.
The shower was refreshingly cold, surprising Clary, snapping her out of an almost drunken haze. "Hurry up! It takes effort to stay this gorgeous daily!" Jace yelled teasingly, "I will come in, you know."
Clary smiled to herself whilst calling out "I don't doubt that you would, but then all of your bloody hair gels will disappear!" Chuckling at the thought of his expression, Clary stalked into her own room passing by Jace who brushed his fingers through her hair for a second as they gazed into each others eyes.
Jace clambered into the shower during the time that Clary went to her bedroom.
As she was too tired to care about appearances she grabbed any old clothes from her old life, from Simon. Realisation hit Clary hard, Simon. He was getting back from Idris today with Isabelle with the news. He was coming back today. Today.
By IH