Hi, this is my first FanFic so please be nice. It might not be that good, but I tried. I really ship Clace, and thought it would good idea for my first one. Set after City of Heavenly Fire. I tried to make this AN really short, so ENJOY.

JPOV

"Jace, hurry up!" Isabelle screamed from outside the bathroom door. I was taking forever in the shower after training today, I was going to surprise Clary, and didn't want to smell sweaty.

"Piss off Iz!" I yelled back.

"No, you're wasting all of the hot water. The Institute only has so much of it, and I have a date,"

"And who says I don't." She was really pushing my buttons and she definitely knew it.

"Uggghh! Whatever asshat." After that I could hear her high heels clanking on the floor, and they slow fade away.

When I finished and went to my to room I saw that my phone was dead and I forgot to charge it. Clary must be worried, I thought to myself

CPOV

Today was a very odd day. I called Jace like 10 times, and every time it went straight to voicemail. I told myself it was nothing, but I couldn't help worrying about him. I mean, he always answers when I call him, was he avoiding me? Is that why it was going to voicemail, because he blocked me? I shaked that thought off, why would he do that after everything we've been through? That's when I realized I was being absolutely ridiculous.

Just then the doorbell rang, and my mom screamed "Clary honey, would you get the door please?"

And I yelled back a, slightly muffled ,"Sure," as I hopped down the stairs, skipping every other one. When I answered the door, as if to answer my questions, there stood the golden god himself.

"Jace!" I exclaimed and jumped into his warm, inviting arms, and he caught me with ease due to years of Shadowhunter training.

"Well someone's excited to see me." Jace said, his voice muffled by my fiery red hair. "Um, Clary?"

"Yeah"

"Well, not that I don't absolutely love this right now, it's just well.. I kinda, sorta need to breathe, you know oxygen deprivation, and stuff."

"Oh, sorry." I jumped off of him and blushed. Damn my blood it always did this at the worst time possible, as if it knew exactly what it was doing. But honestly, I didn't know I was squeezing him that tight. I could still feel that my face was flushed so I tried to use my hair to cover it up.

"Don't, I think it's cute." Jace said softly, brushing my hair out of my face and behind my right ear. What he did next really surprised me. He pressed his lips to mine, hard, but oddly enough, gentle. I moan softly into his mouth, without thinking, and blushed right away, hoping he wouldn't realize what I just did. Unfortunately, it did not go unnoticed by Jace, as he slipped his tongue into my mouth and stroked mine with his. I did it again, this time a little bit louder, and I just couldn't help my self.

"Clare-Bear, who was at the door?" My mom said, oops, forgot she was in the house.

Quickly, I unattached myself from Jace, and saw him shaking with silent laughter.

That's when it hit me. Mom had called me my childhood nickname only her and Simon called me. Holy Crap!I thought, I was never going to live this down.

"Oh, hello Jace. Clary what's so funny?" Oh, now you call me Clary. Thanks a lot mother of

mine. Jace let out a "Hi" muffled by his laughter.

"Jace quit it! Seriously, mom how could you not know. It's your fault in the first place!" I scolded at her.

"Why? What I do? I only just got here." She said innocently.

"Wellllll, you called me a certain something, involving a certain cartoon, with specifically irritating bears." I said roughly. This made Jace's laughter start up again. I let out a frustrated groan and mumbled a whatever to my mom,and hauled Jace up the stairs toward my room. When we got there he collapsed on my bed still laughing.

"Now you're just being plain mean." I exclaimed with a sad pout, that I knew would make him melt. And I was right, his eyes noticeably softened and filled with realization of what he was doing. I internally smirked knowing I was the only one in the entire world who had this effect on him.

"Oh I'm sorry, really. Please forgive me." he begged, wait, did he just beg.

"I forgive you," he let out a sigh, "And, did I just hear the high and mighty Jace Herondale beg?" I questioned, teasing him.

JPOV

Holy Crap, she noticed. I mentally scolded myself. I was really hoping she wouldn't notice, otherwise I was screwed.

And right now I was screwed.

I was quickly trying to think of a come back, witty remark, or distraction when it hit my. Perfect, I thought as I got the best distraction ever. Then, I kissed her unlike the hot, passionate one before, this one was soft, innocent, and full of pure love.