Jace sat staring at Clary through her reflection in the window. It was here that he could admire her splendour in every way without her noticing. He loved the way she was totally unaware of her beauty and that every time he told her, her cheeks would flush a scarlet colour, nearly identical the flame red colour of her hair. He loved when her jade eyes lit up whenever she saw him. He adored her size; he could rest his jaw on the top of her head whenever he embraced her, breathing in the fresh scent of fruity shampoo from her hair. He knew, as soon as she was old enough for Jocelyn to give her approval, he wouldn't waste a second to propose to her. He imagined their life together, knowing that life without Clary would be as good as no life at all.
Alec lay in the bed he shared with Magnus, staring at the inky-tinted ceiling smothered in silver glitter which gave the appearance of a dark sky illuminated by stars. Magnus was forever re-decorating his apartment and a lot of the time, Alec disapproved of his elaborate taste but this one reminded him of clear nights in Idris where he would lie on the hills gazing up at the sky. Magnus strutted into the bedroom in nothing but a robe that bared his chest. Fine black hairs made their way around the velvety material. Magnus raised an eyebrow at Alec, who realised he was gawping, and then sat beside him in the bed, resting Alec's head in his lap. "I need to have a serious talk with you." Magnus whispered into Alec's ear. He raised his head slightly and their eyes met. "Actually." He stopped, tracing Alec's cheekbone with his thumb, the other fingers cupping his head. "It can wait" And then he leaned into to Magnus, staring into his eyes fondly for a second, before leaning into a gentle kiss.