Chapter 7
Clary woke up three hours later; the sun looked like it had just set. Jace's head was in the crook of her neck and one of his arms was curled round her abdomen. The sheets were tucked around his waist and she could hear the gentle sound of his breathing. She smiled when she remembered what had happened.
She loved Jace so much so it was obvious that she loved them being together. Jace knew what she liked the most, what made her shout his name the loudest and what made her shiver in pleasure. But she also knew him. Afterwards though, they had ended up falling asleep, as they had been on a plane for five hours and hadn't slept for a good 20 hours.
She was enjoying the peace and quiet of being out of the city. The fact that she could hear the waves crashing on the shore and see the sun in the sky was something that New York City didn't offer. It was nice to appreciate the simple things.
All of a sudden Clary heard a bang and a shout. She shot up and so did Jace.
"What was that?" He asked in alarm, he got up and pulled on his jeans, quietly, grabbing a seraph blade from his back pack and chucking one to her.
Clary huffed. Three hours in and they were already fighting. Not what she imagined. But she got up and flung on Jace's shirt and a pair of shorts. Clary whispered the seraph's name and let the light fill the room. Jace had one hand behind, like he always did trying to keep Clary behind him and trying to protect her. They got outside the door and they bumped into Simon and Issy doing the same thing.
Issy had her whip that was coiled around her wrist and a seraph blade in the other hand. Clary noticed that Simon had red marks on his chest that were going pinker by the second –in another minute they would be gone –she laughed to herself, thinking that Issy liked that whip way too much.
"You really are whipped Simon." Jace chuckled. Clary found herself laughing to herself.
"Well at least I can keep my voice down so you can't hear me throughout the house." Simon shot back.
"You make it sound like I'm ashamed of it." Jace drawled, his expression neutral.
They were still moving down the hallway, until they got to the stairs.
Jace was first and Issy and Simon were behind Clary. They were all crouched, so they couldn't be seen and so that they were ready to fight. All of them were listening, trying to decipher what was being said, and she could hear two voices. Her instincts weren't ringing but she had a feeling of dread in her stomach, a weird match. As they got closer their movements became quieter and more precise, all of their training being put into work.
When they got into view Jace was the one to curse first, and then they all did.
"What do you want me to say?" Alec shouted. Magnus was standing opposite him, his hands on his hips and his hair standing up on end, electricity was crackling all around him.
"I want you to tell me why. Why we have to do this? Why we have to stay apart but be together? I don't like it Alec, in fact I hate it."
"You broke up with me!" Alec shouted.
All four of them upstairs leant against the wall sliding down to a sitting position, quietly not to disturb them. They had all waited for this to happen and now that it has it hurt to see their friends like this. Clary didn't think they hurt this much, but the pain in their voice showed it.
But then she thought about if she broke up with Jace but had to see him every day, had to act normal, not allowed to touch him, or hug him if she was upset or kiss him or feel his hands on her skin.
It seemed that Jace felt that way too because he ran his hand up and down her thigh before holding her hand tightly. Clary looked to her side to see Issy with tears down her face and Simon holding onto her. Clary took Issy's hand and gave it a squeeze for comfort. Issy squeezed back. Then they all went back to listening to their friend's pain, unable to get up and go back to their rooms.
"Because you're going to age Alec! You're going to get older and I'm going to stay like this, forever!"
"So why are we doing this again? Why are you asking why we can't be together, if you know the answer?" Alec said quietly.
Magnus lowered his voice too, moving closer to Alec. "Because I want you to tell me I'm wrong. I want you to tell me that I'm wrong and that you don't care, that you want us to live in the now and not look into the future. I want you to change my mind."
Alec took Magnus's hand. "Magnus, you're wrong. I don't want to be apart. I don't want to keep looking to what's going to be in the future. I want to live in the now, where we don't have to worry about our age. I want you to change your mind. I love you Magnus."
Clary leaned her head on Jace's shoulder and Jace leaned his on top of hers. Issy squeezed her hand in relief and Simon let out a sigh.
"I didn't even have to tell you to say that last part." Magnus said back. "But yeah... I love you too Alec."
They kissed together and everyone upstairs smiled. It was nice to know they were going to happy, at least for a little while.
They withdrew from each other and Magnus turned around, his catlike eyes staring straight at Clary, Jace, Issy and Simon. "You do know eavesdropping is rude." He said, and Alec blushed.
"You do know that pans are for cooking not chucking at walls." Jace shot back, standing up in a grace-like manner. The rest of them stood up and Alec went over to get the pan, taking it back over to the kitchen, whist mumbling something.
Magnus's eyes followed Alec, whilst the rest of them made their way down the stairs. Clary was watching them, they seemed to already of changed, for the better. Magnus had sparkles in his hair, his nails were multi coloured and the pride glowed off of him by the way he stood and in his eyes.
"Clary?" Jace asked, clicking his fingers in front of her face.
She snapped out of her trance and looked at Jace, a smirk playing at his lips. "What?" She asked, smiling at his beauty.
"Do you want something to eat?" He asked, going towards the kitchen, Clary walked after him, watching his butt. God she loved his butt.
"Stop staring Clary... I know how much you love it but you have to stop staring, I'm starting to get embarrassed." He said with fake innocence, turning around with a full grown smile plastered on his face.
Clary jumped up onto the work surface –Simon and Issy were sitting on the couch talking in hushed voices but Clary didn't think anything of it. Jace was here –He came to stand between her legs and she played with his hair.
"Jace Lightwood, embarrassed? More like egotistical." She said, "And anyway, I know you love that I love your butt. You seemed to extremely love it earlier."
Jace growled and wrapped his arms tighter around Clary's waist. She giggled in a way that only Jace could make her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and brought him closer, playing with the hairs by the nape of his neck.
"By the Angel you two, we all love each other but you don't see me and Simon getting it on in the open kitchen."
Jace sighed and leaned his forehead against Clary's. "So... What do you want to eat?" He asked his breath coming out ragged. Clary knew that despite Jace having an enormous reaction on her, he also couldn't control himself around Clary.
Clary brought him closer, closing her fingers around his curls. "You." She whispered in his ear.
Jace shuddered a little and rearranged his footing. "You can have me later baby but for the time being what do you want now."
He pulled back away from her and she gave a little whimper. Jace chuckled and seemed to collect his cool, having some space and a damper on the heat that was created between them.
Clary swung her legs back and forth whilst she sat on the side and thought about what she wanted.
"Well..?" Jace asked, watching her with a sense of pride in his eyes.
"I want... some pancakes. Oh Jace can you make me some pancakes?"
Jace smiled and drew closer to her again. "Of course baby. Didn't you think I could cook?" He asked, looking at her with fake innocence.
Clary blushed. The whole time that she had lived with Jace she had never seen him cook. Issy was getting better –though her food still tasted horrible if she took it too far –but could only be trusted with making soup, out of the can. Usually Magnus cooked or they ordered from Taki's.
"Actually, I've never seen you cook." She admitted.
Jace looked at her with mischief in his eyes. "Then I'll show you how it's done."
Jace knew how to cook.
Once Clary was done she sat back and looked at Jace. He had been watching her the whole time even thought he had been eating too. To other people it would weird them out. But to Clary she found it nice, nice that someone loved looking at her as much as she loved looking at them.
"I'll give you nine and a half out of ten." Clary said; a smile on her face and mischief in her eyes.
Jace cocked an eyebrow. "Where's my other half?" He asked.
Clary stood up and went around to the other side of the table and sat on his knee. "I'll give you it if you can keep me entertained tonight." She said, whispering in his ear.
The others had gone to bed half an hour ago and so Jace and Clary sat downstairs alone. An involuntary yawn escaped her lips and Jace chuckled.
"Maybe we should just go to bed."
Clary wanted to argue, she really did but she couldn't as he picked her up and she wrapped her arm around his neck. She was so tired and had only had two hours sleep that day.
Once they got to their room Jace took off her shorts, leaving his shirt that she had on and place her under the sheet. Jace shuffled around whilst Clary battled to open her eyes, but failed.
She felt the mattress dip and then Jace's warm arms wrapped around her. He drew her close to her and then placed a kiss on her forehead.
"I love you." She breathed.
"I love you too." Jace said back squeezing her before he let her
The she slipped into a dreamless sleep with a familiar sense of de-ja-vu.
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