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A/N: So all you Heronstairs fans will like this one, if you don't, I apologise, though theres a hint of Maryse later on…

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The clock struck 12 midnight and Jace has finally passed out on the living room floor. Izzy was fast asleep and the screaming and cries and banging from upstairs had finally stopped. Thank god.

Will was outside, leaning against the wall, watching the light flurries of snow fall under the light of the moon. It was one of those rare moments of beauty where everything fell away and the world around him was simply perfect. Not a problem or worry in sight. He sighed happily, holding up his glass of Jack Daniels in a toast.

"Happy Christmas, Cecily. And Ella. Wherever you are."

He took a deep gulp and tipped his head back, closing his eyes and smiling. For the first time in a long time, things were looking up for William Herondale.

"Will?"

He smiled as he heard that voice, smooth like silk and warm like hot whiskey.

"Hey." He said, opening his eyes and staring at Jem.

He was stood on one of the stepping stone path slabs with the dark sky behind him and snow falling around him. His silver hair glowed and his eyes shone as Will smiled. He really was beautiful. All defined angles and sharp features, like an angel.

Jem blushed as he felt Wills gaze roll over him and he took a step forwards.

"You'll freeze if you stay out here."

Will smiled and reached for him, pulling Jem closer until he stood in front of Will.

"Look at that." He whispered, pointing at the night sky as the city lights glistened like stars on the horizon as the moons glow showered the world with silver.

He smiled as Jem sighed, staring out at the wonder of the night, revelling in the heat of Wills body behind his own.

"Its beautiful isn't it?" He whispered.

Jem nodded and turned to Will slowly.

"It really is." He replied softly, staring into Wills eyes, taking in the boys handsome features. The artful curve of his eyes, the sharp line of his cheekbones, the chiselled perfection of his jaw. The subtle beauty of his full red lips, the Cupids bow that would make that little god weep. He smiled softly and Will bit his lip.

"Hey Will...?" Jem said uncertainly.

Will smiled. "Yeah?"

Jem licked his lips nervously. "Could we maybe... Try that thing we did earlier again?"

Will smiled as Jem blushed and looked down. Will put a finger under his chin and raised his head so they were level.

"Are you asking me to kiss you, James Carstairs?"

Jem bit his lip but looked Will right in the eyes.

"Yes."

With a delighted smile, Will bent his head down and kissed Jem lightly. Pressing softly against those lips that tasted like spice and whiskey.

Last time, Will had pulled away after a second, but this time as he went to move away, Jem slid his hand to Wills chest, gripping Wills shirt in his fist. Will released Jems lips and looked at him questioningly. Jem smiled and nodded slightly as he moved closer, pressing his body against Wills as he kissed him, capturing Wills bottom lip between his own and pulling on it gently. Will moaned and kissed Jem back, softly placing his hands on Jems thin hips. Jem pushed against Will and swiped his tongue over the seam between Wills lips. He gasped and opened his mouth and Jems tongue tentatively touched his own.

The kiss was slow and cautious and nervous and simple. But it was theirs and it was amazing. It was more than Will had ever dared to dream.

They pulled away slowly and Jem was blushing as Will smiled and stroked Jems cheek.

"So how was that one? Good? Bad? Ultimate turn off? Or undeniably hot?"

Jem bit his lip and blinked, smiling slightly. "It was good. Undeniably good."

Will smirked. "You mean undeniably hot."

Jem snorted. "You really are full of yourself aren't you?"

Will cocked an eyebrow. "Id rather be full of you."

Jems eyes flew wide and Will laughed and hugged him before pulling back and holding the front door open for Jem.

"It was a joke, James. Although i wouldn't be opposed to it."

Jem blushed hard as walked through the door and Will laughed as he followed him inside.

They went upstairs and got in Jaces bed, as he wasn't using it. And no, sadly for Will, he didn't get some awesome Christmas sex with his sexy little silver boy. But they did lay side by side with Jems head resting on Wills chest and their hands clasped tightly, as the snow continued to fall.

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Maryse came home just before lunch the following day. She walked in to see Izzy on the couch and Jace sprawled on the floor. She saw empty alcohol bottles strewn over the floor and she sighed but with a smile.

She climbed the stairs and saw Will and Jem asleep in Jaces bed. Smiling slightly she walked to Alec room. Opening the door a little, she poked her head in and her eyes widened. She immediately regretted it. There were handcuffs hanging from the metal headboard and clothes all over the floor. She gasped and bit her lip.

She sighed with a smile as she saw the peaceful happiness on her sons face and she ducked out the door, smiling.

She went back downstairs and grabbed the car keys. Maybe shed go into the office for a while. It seemed that the kids didn't need her. Casting one last look around the house, she sighed and nodded, knowing that once the joy of Christmas was over, her family may fall apart.