Jace shifted uncomfortably in bed. He still felt such remorse and confusion about the events that went on with Alexander the other night. And, worse, Simon was braving it out. Simon wasn't complaining or crying…he was trying to keep calm….so that Jace himself would stop crying.

Just then, he heard a knock on the main door. Simon was completely fast asleep, and didn't even move. Jace slowly slipped away, with barely a kiss to Simon's forehead. He felt lucky he was already dressed, as he slowly made his way to the door.

"Izzy? What are you doing here so early?" Jace asked sleepily. He glanced at the clock, realizing it was only six in the morning. "Is something wrong?'

"Well, let's see: you slept with my brother who has a betrothed, you are dating the ex-boyfriend of all three of the main women in your life-"

"Maryse dated him? Wow, she's a vixen-"

Isabelle rolled her eyes. "You know who I meant. Maya, Clary, and I-"

"Last I checked, Clary wanted to rip our throats out." Jace said calmly.

Isabelle shrugged. "She does. Which, brings me to ask whether or not you're attending Alec's wedding. If not, Clary gets the invite. Plain and simple."

Jace groaned. "I haven't gotten that far yet, Give me a couple days?"

Isabelle nodded. "No more than three. See you on the flipside, if Clary doesn't kill you first."

Isabelle skipped down the hall, and Jace leaned out the door. "That's not funny, Izzy!"

Jace shook his head, and got back inside. He shut the front door, and turned around to see Simon lazily walking out of the bedroom. Jace smiled weakly. "Hey Simon."

Simon remained expressionless. Over the last few days, Simon had become very flat of emotion. Jace couldn't help but think it's his way of dealing…and furthermore, hiding.

"Will you just stop that? Yell if you want to! Please, that'd be an improvement!" Jace said desperately.

Finally, expression snapped into Simon's face. Simon's eyes widened, and he flushed a deep red. "Why? Should I make you cry? Should I make you scared I'm going to leave? Should I make me scared that making you scared will make you run back to him? Should I keep crying? SHOULD I SCREAM? Tell me Jace, what really will help?"

Jace squeezed his eyes shut. It'd been over a week of silence…with all of this hiding underneath?

It was hard for Jace to determine what to do either. He wanted to cry, to scream, and by the Angel, he wanted to have Simon back in his arms again. Nothing seemed the same.

"Simon, please, whatever you want to do. I can take it." Jace said, not daring to open his eyes.

Just like that, he felt Simon's lips cover over his. Jace melted into it, and into Simon's embrace. Jace let Simon call the shots, not wanting to overstep boundaries after what had happened. Although, lucky for Jace, Simon didn't seem to want to stop either.

Which, was sadly odd enough to prompt Jace to pull away.

Simon smiled gently. "Jace, can I just please keep going? Please?"

"I'm sorry, Simon. This will never work between us, if you can't talk to me." Jace said calmly.

Simon sighed. "I don't want words. I can't feel words. Words can't convince me that you still want me. That I am still yours. You haven't wanted to touch me since what happened, and it keeps me wondering-"

Jace slammed his lips back to Simon's, the clear understanding between them. Simon yanked away for air, and then started at Jace's neck. Jace was too eager to convince Simon of what he needed to know.

Jace smiled as Simon grasped him tighter, and kissed his neck more insistently. "I didn't think you'd want me anymore. I thought it be a bit presumptuous, after what happened, to ask you to just jump back into bed with me. I never thought you were taking it like that-"

Jace stopped talking, and barely kept on breathing, as Simon rutted against him. The multiple pleasures he felt running through him were nothing short of perfection. Simon pinned Jace against the closest wall, and they started stripping each other.

Jace easily moved up to wrap his legs around Simon's torso, and didn't even need preparation for the next part. Simon slid inside with ease, before slamming into Jace so hard they thought the wall might break.

It lasted longed than ever, with Jace being far more vocal than he'd usually allow himself to be, and Simon keeping on his neck the entire time. Jace internally laughed, as his full neck would surely be purple by the end of it.

When they finally both came, Jace still wasn't willing to let himself be dropped from Simon's arms. Simon smiled at the realization, and carried him over to bed. Simon went to let him go to drop before the bed, and Jace still hesitated. "Really that hard to let me go?"

Jace winced. "I'm not so sure my legs are going to work if you let me down, Simon."

Simon laughed. "That makes enough sense."

With that, Simon crawled into bed with Jace still latched onto him. Simon slowly pried Jace's legs off of his back, and pulled out of Jace slowly. He gently unlatched Jace, and went to move away.

Jace frowned. "You're not going to stay in bed?"

Simon laughed gently. "If you want me to lay down with you for awhile, just let me go get something to drink."

Jace shook his head. "If need be, I'm here. Until then, just relax."

Simon laughed less gently. "You already can't stand straight because of me. If you're already that weak, it's a stupid idea to offer me a drink. I can deal with the bottled stuff for today. I'll be right back."

Jace groaned. With the last energy he had, he yanked Simon down for one more tender kiss. Simon pulled away, highly amused. "This is crazily docile. You sure I didn't break you?"

Jace smiled sleepily. "No. I'm just happy. Don't forget to hurry back."

Simon nodded, and walked out slowly. By the time Simon got back in, within a few minutes, Jace was already snoring. Simon laughed gently, and crawled into bed behind him. Simon wrapped his arms around Jace, and smiled as he felt Jace snuggle into the embrace.