Prompts:
Monthly Challenges for All:
Stacked with: Fem Power, Therapeutic Theorem of Tessellations, Shipping War
Representation(s): Isabelle, drug addiction, Isabelle Lightwood/Simon Lewis
Bonus Challenge(s): Not a Lamp
Tertiary Bonus Challenge(s): Terse, Thimble
Ship (Team): Isabelle Lightwood/Simon Lewis (Sizzy)
List (Prompt): Big List (shared blanket)
Word Count: 797
Content Notice: One reference to drug addiction.
The night vision rune was one of Izzy's personal favorites. It was a necessity when you spent as much time out at night as she did. Sure, New York created plenty of its own light no matter the time of day, but the best lit areas of the city were the places she was least likely to be.
Navigating her way through Simon's apartment was no different than it would have been the middle of the afternoon. She carefully sidestepped Simon's guitar and hopped over the video game controller that one of them had thrown aside after a particularly heated game of Mario Kart the day before.
When she opened the bedroom door, it was to find Simon sound asleep with the blankets around him like a cacoon. Izzy sighed at the sight. It was the fifth time she'd arrived at Simon's apartment after a patrol to find that he'd claimed all of the blankets for himself. He looked adorable cuddled up like he was, but there wasn't a way for her to cuddle up with him under the blanket.
She stripped off her clothes, tugging on one of Simon's shirts. Typically, she had no reservations about sleeping in the nude, but if she wasn't getting under the blankets, she needed something to protect her from the slight chill of the autumn air.
The bed dipped as she lowered herself on it. She kept her eyes on Simon for signs of stirring, but he was a sound sleeper despite his vampire senses. Izzy's fingers latched onto the edge of the blanket and tugged, testing to see how much she could pull away from him, but even in sleep, vampires were strong. She wasn't getting more of the blanket without a struggle that would wake Simon up.
Shaking her head, she laid down, pressing herself into Simon to get what warmth from him that she could. As she closed her eyes, she tried to ignore the cool air against her skin.
Izzy woke slowly and in confusion. She became aware of the chilly air against her skin before her eyes opened to make sense of her surroundings. A quick glance at the clock told her that it was still the early hours of the morning before sunrise. It was the chill that had woken her.
Glancing at the other side of the bed, she saw Simon ensconced in the blanket that he had tugged off of her in his sleep. Izzy sighed. Taking a fistful of the blanket, she gave it a test tug, but she managed to gain very little back for herself.
She reached for her stele on the bedside table and ran it over her warmth rune. Laying back down, she tried to ignore the fact that she was only half covered by the blanket, but even with her rune keeping the chilly air at bay, she couldn't get comfortable.
Rolling over on her back, she looked at Simon, considering waking him to get her fair share of the blanket back, but he looked peaceful in his sleep. She reached out and tugged on the blanket again, getting a bit more than she had the last time. She repeated the gesture three times before Simon began to stir. She stopped, pressing herself as close to his side as she could and claiming the edge of the blanket as her own.
Closing her eyes, she willed herself to fall back asleep.
"What is that?" Simon asked, staring down at the blanket draped over Izzy's arm with what could only be described as horror.
"A blanket," she said, unfolding it halfway to show him. "I'm determined to actually sleep tonight."
Simon deflated, sighing as he took a step to the side and let Izzy fully into the apartment. She draped her blanket over the back of the sofa before taking a seat.
"I'm sorry," Simon said, sitting beside her.
"Don't apologize," she said with a slight laugh. "It's not like you keep stealing the blankets on purpose. Besides, I found an easy solution."
"Still, I feel terrible knowing I'm a blanket thief and didn't even know it. If there was a boyfriend score or something, that has to take away points."
Izzy shrugged, placing a hand on his knee and giving it a squeeze.
"There are much worse things to be than an inadvertent blanket thief," she said. "One of my ex's fueled a drug addiction that I still deal with every day, remember? You're doing just fine, Simon."
He relaxed slightly, nodding his head repeatedly as if he needed it to reassure himself.
"And I still plan on sharing a blanket, by the way," Izzy said, pressing herself further into his side. "This one's just back up."
Simon gave her a small smile before leaning in to press a kiss to her lips.
