An update! About a week earlier than I planned, but I'm going away this weekend and then quite busy next week, so I thought I would update now! Also, part of the reason I'm busy next week is because it's my birthday! So here's an early birthday present from me to you xx

"You're in a good mood," Jace Wayland noted as Clary toed off her shoes and kicked them over to where his own shoes were neatly stacked on the shoe rack. He was ridiculously neat and tidy, she made fun of him constantly for it, asking how he managed to get through his work days at the club without a hernia, given how many people were spilling drinks and making a mess. Jace would usually just roll his eyes at her and mutter that he wasn't that much of a neat freak, to which she point out his alphabetically arranged spice rack. And bookshelf. And DVD shelf.

"Yeah, well, you always feed me well," Clary teased as she waltzed into the kitchen, following her nose to the stove top and lifting up the lid of the frying pan, taking in a deep breath. "Shit, this smells good."

"I thought you would be hungover," Jace pointed out, in a very knowing voice as he followed her into the kitchen, his face expressionless, which was pretty much his default setting. It had taken her a while to realize that this was just him, and he didn't look like that because she was completely imposing in his personal space and time.

Because if that was the case, then he wouldn't keep inviting her over and occasionally smiling at her.

Or, giving her half smiles, which were a big accomplishment for the man.

"Oh, don't let this sunny smile fool you," Clary snorted as she put the lid of the frying pan back down and then opened up the door to his fridge, pulling out a glass bottle of lemonade from inside and snapping off the lid. "I am most definitely hungover. Been sleeping most of the day while watching re-runs of Knight Rider." Jace rolled his eyes and pulled out two plates from the cupboard and put them on the island counter top and then set about dishing up dinner. "So what's cooking, good looking?" Jace rolled his eyes again, but there was a pull at the corner of his mouth.

"Pan-roasted chicken, squash and chard salad with bacon vinaigrette," he recited back to her.

"Shit, that sounds amazing," Clary finished off almost the whole bottle of lemonade and then looked down at the mouth watering meal that he began to dish up. "Seriously, we were probably going to have macaroni cheese for dinner. And that cheese was going to come out of a ready made mix in a paper bag." Jace screwed up his nose in distaste at the idea and Clary grinned at him. "Come on. We're just poor Uni students—what do you expect?!" Jace just shook his head, finishing off dishing up their meal and pushing one over to Clary.

"Have some vitamin water," he said to her pointedly, shaking his head at the soda in her hand. "It'll help replace everything that you've flushed out of your system while you were drinking last night."

"Yes, dad," Clary mocked him gently as she tossed away the empty bottle and then found a vitamin water in the fridge, following Jace into the lounge area. The loft was absolutely gorgeous, and maybe it should look messy, given the dining room, and the kitchen and the lounge were all in one open plan area. But with the way Jace kept his place looking, it looked great, and even better when the sun was coming in and flooding through the loft made it all look soft and warm.

"Any requests?" Jace asked as they sat down on the couch and he made himself comfortable at one end, Clary at the other.

"Ooh! Let's watch Brooklyn Nine-Nine!"

"We're already up to date with that!" Jace protested, but he was already scrolling through his Netflix feed. "It was that episode where he had the perps singing I Want It That Way." Clary snorted at that, because she had had the song stuck in her head for hours afterwards and had kept humming it, driving Jace insane.

"So? Is there some law saying we can't go back to the beginning and watch it again?" Clary poked her tongue out at him, the silver piercing in her mouth glinting. "Because me and Andy Samburg have this relationship that can't be matched, and I happen to know for a fact that Rosa Diaz is your spirit animal." There was another twitch at Jace's mouth as he started the show from season one again.

"Rosa Diaz is a goddess," Jace mumbled as he shoved his first mouthful of food into his mouth and Clary grinned over at him. While he didn't usually talk more than he had to, every now and then he would make comments that made Clary feel all warm and happy, glad that he was coming out of his shell with her. They ate in relative silence, Clary occasionally letting out a groan of appreciation in regards to either the food, or something that Andy Samburg did on screen. Once they finished, Jace took the dishes back into the kitchen, and Clary skipped after him, helping wash the dishes and put them away, and then they convened back in the lounge, resuming the show.

Sometime around seven, Jace pulled out the wooden box he kept in the side table beside the couch where he kept his drug stash.

"Do you think two guys having sex is hot?" Clary asked with a tilt of her head, fixing her eyes on Jace as he began to roll a joint, his long fingers deft and experienced. Jace jerked his head up and looked at her questioningly.

"Uh..." he frowned. "What?"

"Well, Magnus—you know, my friend who has the—"

"Clothing store, I know," Jace muttered.

"Boutique," Clary corrected. "But yeah. Him and this guy were getting in on the other night, and I was already turned on and shit, and so hearing them have sex just made it worse. Anyway, when I was telling Simon, he got all weird about it, didn't understand and shit. So, I thought I'd ask you."

"Me?" Jace raised an eyebrow.

"Well, you're..." she scrunched up her nose. "I don't know, you're older and more experienced and less weird about sex."

"How do you know how I am about sex?" Jace gave her a look and Clary threw her hands up in exasperation.

"Trust me, everyone is less weird about sex than Simon," she replied.

"Didn't you loose your virginity to him?" Jace pointed out as he ran his tongue along the paper of the joint and Clary watched the movement attentively.

"How do you even remember that?" Clary asked in surprise and Jace just shrugged. "Yeah, but that was like a...It was like, let's have sex with each other so that we're no longer virgins, but we're not getting it on with total assholes for the first time. Simon's all good with talking about sex and stuff, but as far as I know, he thinks that having a girl on top is 'adventurous' in bed. He gets embarrassed when I mention the porn I hear him listening to, where the chick is calling the guy 'daddy'." Jace let out a snort at that. "So?"

"So?" Jace glanced over at her, raising an eyebrow.

"So?" Clary pressed. "Do you think it's hot?" Jace stared at her for a long moment as he picked up a lighter, holding it in the other hand to the joint.

"I personally don't," he answered honestly. "I mean, I don't have an issue with it, but I'm not gonna get off on it or anything. But guys find two chicks getting together hot, so I'm guessing it's the same kind of logic, right?" Clary nodded and shuffled closer to him on the couch, her interest in the conversation gone now that he was flicking his thumb over the lighter, the flame dancing for a few seconds before it cut off. Jace lit up the end and stuck it between his lips, taking in a deep breath and holding it in his lungs, before letting out a stream of sweet, hazy smoke.

If Clary stared at his mouth a little bit more intensely than polite, she would blame it on the fact that she had been wanting to get high all day.

He took another puff, the end of the joint glowing a cherry red and the paper crackling a little, before he passed it over to her. Clary inhaled, the thick smoke filling her lungs as she closed her eyes, enjoying the first hit. When she finally opened her eyes and let out the long breath of smoke, Jace was watching her with a glint in his eyes. She wiggled her eyebrows at him and he just let out a huff that could be mistaken for a laugh, before turning back to the TV.

They passed the joint back and forth until Clary sucked in the last hit, her fingers heating up with being so close to the roach. As she held in the smoke, she glanced over at Jace, who was slumped back on the couch, his eyes a little bloodshot and his gaze unfocused. She put the roach in a little glass bowl on the coffee table, and reached out to balance herself with an arm against Jace's shoulder and leaned in close to him.

Jace turned his head toward her questioningly before realizing what she was implying, and he leaned into her. Their lips met, and just like every other time, Clary felt this spark that ran through her body, to the tips of her fingers and the end of her toes. As usual, she ignored it, breathing into Jace's parted lips. They lingered a few beats longer than normal, their mouths barely touching, before Jace moved back, leaning back onto the sofa and letting out a long breath.

Jace was even less talkative when they were high, which was fine, because Clary had adapted to that. There were days when she wouldn't stop talking, telling him about anything and everything, and then there were days like today, where her body just felt the right amount of heavy. They shared another joint, this time not shot gunning the last hit, and then Clary put Lilo and Stitch on as she stretched out on the sofa, resting her head in his lap. His fingers idly stroked through her hair, occasionally his thumb touching her jaw and her cheek, tracing her face softly before going back to her hair.

Clary wasn't sure when she fell asleep, but when she did, she felt contently heavy and warm.

Songwise; I've become completely addicted to Julia Michaels and Camila Cabello. Recent favourites of Julia Michaels are Uh-Huh and Worst In Me, and for Camila Cabello, All These Years, Consequences and Somethings Gotta Give. Especially All These Years! Also there's Homeostasis by Nostalghia, which is an older one. Ooh, and White Flag by Bishop Briggs, which is absolutely amazing, and was sent through by Jling.

I'm also still coming down from my Halsey concert high ;) So anything by her is recommended!

So a couple of movies that I've seen over the past month are Ready Player One, Love, Simon, Pacific Rim: Uprising, Red Sparrow and Avengers: Infinity War. Pacific Rim was the typical monster versus robot shit, but no one said it was going to be a masterpiece! Haha. It was good for what it was, a depressing lack of Charlie Hunnam though. Ready Player One was a lot better than I though it would be, although my hubby and his friends enjoyed it a lot more than I did, given they got a lot more of the references. Love, Simon was beautiful and I recommend to all. Red Sparrow was okay, a bit long, and because I'm not the biggest fan of Jennifer Lawrence, that was already a bit of a turn off for me.

Now.

Avengers: Infinity War.

Holy shit.

Amazing.

Bucky saying 'Steve'? Okoye's side eye! M'Bakku being strong and beautiful! Steve's introduction to Groot? LOKI?! Spidey and Iron Man's last scene? Shuri's little moment? Wanda and Vision! Steve's BEARD?! Daddy AF. Pretty much everything Drax related. Thor's entry into earth?! Bucky and Rocket's interaction?! Probably a hundred thousand more things that I just don't have time to mention! I've already fangirled hard with Allieanna, we're both pretty heartbroken. If you want to fangirl with me, send me a message, I am completely down for that.

Let me know what songs you're listening to, if you've seen any of these movies, what you liked about the chapter or what you didn't like and what you think is going to happen next—leave a review, they keep me going :) Let me know if you want a preview as well xx