Happy Pride Month, beautiful people!
Clary woke up to the sound of Bubblegum Bitch coming from the alarm set on her phone. She blinked and reached for where it always sat on her nightstand and then let out a huff of annoyance as she realized it wasn't there. Specifically, it wasn't there because there wasn't a nightstand, which meant she must have fallen asleep watching TV in the lounge or in Simon's room. But as her eyes opened, she recognized her surroundings. It was Jace's bedroom, somewhere that she had woken up quite often. She had never purposefully gone to sleep there, it was always when she had fallen asleep on the couch and he carried her in. She had told him time and time again that she had no problem with sleeping on the couch, but he just shrugged, and whenever she fell asleep, she was always in the spacious king sized bed and there would be crumpled blanket on the couch where he had slept.
Clary found her phone, plugged into Jace's charger at the wall, and turned off the alarm. She was still wearing the same clothes as last night, and her eyes widened in shock as she realized that the alarm meant that she was going to be late to her classes that morning, given she would still have to go home and change.
"Shit," she hissed as she quickly walked across the wall to her bathroom and splashed water on her face, glad that she hadn't been wearing make up yesterday so she hadn't woken up with raccoon eyes this morning. There was a spare toothbrush that Clary used whenever she stayed over, and she raked her fingers through her hair. When she walked out to the lounge, her nose twitched at the smell of coffee and her eyes zoned in on the travel mug that was sitting next to an apple.
"I'll give you a ride," Jace said resolutely from where he was sitting at the kitchen table, his iPad laid out in front of him.
"Thank you," Clary flashed a grateful smile as she sipped from the travel mug, the coffee exactly the way that she liked it. Jace finished off his coffee and picked up the cup, walking over to the kitchen to put it in the sink, running water to soak out the mug before he got around to washing it.
"We should probably head off now," he told her quietly. "You've got class in half an hour." Clary nodded and she snatched up the apple. Jace was wearing a pair of faded jeans that clung to his ass and his thighs, and a soft, long sleeved blue shirt. He lead the way out of the apartment, locking it behind them, and then down the stairs, rather than the elevator, to where his car was parked. Clary appreciated how good he looked from behind, and it was even easier to enjoy when he made her coffee so perfectly. "Stop staring at my ass," he muttered without even needing to turn around as they reached the underground level where his car was.
"Make me," Clary shot back at him, a teasing edge to her voice, still letting her eyes linger. She heard a snort from him that made her smile stretch wider as they approached his car. It was a gorgeous black Chevy Camaro 2009 that Clary absolutely loved, although nowhere near as much as he did. Jace treated it like it was his baby, glaring at her the first time she had got in and propped her feet up on the dashboard. She had quickly taken them down, and treated the car with the respect that he expected, which meant never eating while in the car, and putting her travel cup in the cup holder while the car was moving. Jace waited until she had put her seat belt on and then he accelerated out of the underground parking lot.
"I'll give you a lift to the Uni," he told her as they neared her apartment.
"Oh, you don't have to," Clary began.
"I know that," Jace stated. "But I'm doing it anyway." His voice was always completely neutral, and Clary thought at first that it had been because he wasn't interested in her, or he just didn't care. But then that wouldn't make sense, because he had no other reason to keep inviting her around and doing nice things for her. So now, she knew that it was actually just him.
"Thank you," Clary told him, reaching across and prodding his ribs with one finger. He arched his body away from her touch, so she chased after him, poking him in the side a few more times before she finally managed to get an almost grin on his lips. Her phone vibrated on her lap and she picked it up, making a face when she saw the message there. "Shit." Jace didn't ask her what was wrong, simply raised an eyebrow at her. "Lydia isn't the most reliable in the morning. She thought that I would be back, so she expected me to wake her up for class."
"She doesn't know how to work the alarm on her phone?" Jace grunted.
"She does, she just..." Clary shrugged. "I don't know, she just doesn't."
"Not particularly adult of her. She can't rely on you to wake her up every morning for class," Jace indicated to pull over, and then they were parked outside her apartment building. "And I thought you lived with Simon, not Lydia."
"I do, but she lives a few floors down, so I stop by her place to pick her up before we go off to class," Clary replied.
"Well, hurry up, and I'll give you both a lift," Jace turned off the engine and then leaned back in his seat, folding his arms over his chest.
"Thanks," Clary repeated and quickly got out of the car, snatching up the apple to bite into it as she jogged into her apartment. She sent back a reply to Lydia, telling her friend to hurry up and get dressed and they would get a ride into class. The apartment was empty when she opened up the door, which made sense, because Simon had early classes Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror that hung on the wall in their hallway and cringed before quickly going into her bedroom. It didn't take her long to put some foundation on her face, not one to wear too much make up when she was just going to class. She changed into a fresh pair of underwear and bra and a loose mini dress, and then grabbed her satchel from where she had thrown it into the corner of her room.
Lydia text her back and said that she was ready, and so she jogged down the steps to meet her. She lived in the same apartment building as Simon and Clary, although she lived with three other girls to afford the place, which is why she spent a lot of time up at their apartment instead.
"So we're getting a ride with your Sugar Daddy, huh?" Lydia sung out as she met Clary on the landing of her floor.
"Don't call him that," Clary rolled her eyes as she linked her arm through her friends. "Let's go."
"No, but really—what else would we call him?" Lydia protested as they started down the stairs, given the elevator in this place was never in service. "I mean, he's not your boyfriend, and he's not your lover—unless you finally let him in your pants?" Clary just snorted at that which Lydia took as a 'no'. "And he's not your friend because...I don't know, it just doesn't seem to be friendship. So Sugar Daddy it is."
"That makes it seem like a sex thing, and I do not have a kink for that," Clary scrunched up her nose as they reached the front door of their building. Lydia paused when she saw the car parked at the curb and Clary was forced to stop next to her.
"Okay, seriously..." Lydia sighed dreamily and shook her head. "He's beautiful, he feeds you and he drives a car like that? I don't understand why you're not banging him yet!"
"Shut up," Clary pulled on her arm and dragged her to the car. "Okay, Jace, this is Lydia. You've probably seen her a hundred times over when she's drunk and dancing terribly in your club. Lydia this is Jace. You've perved at him a hundred times over when he's pouring people drinks behind the bar." Lydia was completely unabashed by the introduction and just waved enthusiastically while Jace simply nodded his head at her. "Yeah, he doesn't say much," Clary shrugged. "Now get in, we're gonna be late."
"Yeah, sure," Lydia hopped in the backseat and then let out a long groan that bordered on orgasmic and Jace frowned in the rear view mirror at her.
"Just ignore her," Clary told Jace. "She's not used to being in a car that isn't a taxi that smells like puke or a rust bucket that belongs to a student and reeks of weed."
"I resent that!" Lydia cried from the backseat. "I've been in nice cars!" Clary turned to look over her shoulder at her.
"Having sex in a limo at your cousins wedding doesn't count," she told her.
"It sure fucking does!" Lydia shot right back and both girls started laughing. They started talking loudly, words tumbling over each other, and Jace listened to them in silence, a small smile on his face as they spoke. When they reached the University and Jace drove through the car park, both girls quietened down. "We've got..." Lydia looked down at her phone. "We've got six minutes to make it to class."
"That's more than enough time," Clary said as the Camaro came to a stop. "So I'll see you around?" She looked over at Jace and flashed him a smile, which then faltered when she looked down at the coffee mug in the holder between them. "Oh, uh..."
"Take it with you," he told her. "I know you don't function without a full cup in the morning." Her smile was back, almost blinding, and she reached across the centre console to press a kiss to his cheek before getting out of the car. He waited until both she and Lydia were standing on the footpath—getting curious looks from other students—before the engine growled and the expensive car was zooming out of the parking lot. Lydia and Clary watched him go before Lydia tilted her head to the side and let out a long sigh.
"I really want to know what's going on between you two," she told the redhead. Clary had a whole lot of things that she wanted to respond to that, but it was too early in the morning for such big contemplation, so she settled with a simple answer.
"You and me both," Clary sighed before taking a sip of the coffee and letting out a moan. "But right now, I'm just going to be happy with this perfect coffee and napping through our art history class."
So! My song recommendations this time are Help Me Close My Eyes by Those Dancing Days, Burn So Bright by Bella Thorne and Broken Prayers by Riley Clemmons. Ooh—and I Wanna Know by Bea Miller. Shit, I love most things by Bea, she's bloody amazing, and I've had this song on repeat, for like the past two months. Haha. Oh, and Go Dark by Cassie Steele! It took me a while to get into this one, but I adore it now. Ooh ooh! And Lie by Halsey featuring Quavo. Fucking looove it. Although let's face it, I love everything by her. Omg! And also What I Need by Hayley Kiyoko featuring Kehlani. I've only recently gotten into Kehlani, since I saw her open for Halsey, but I adore Hayley, and I'm so glad she's becoming more popular. This video has just come out and its amaaazing.
In other news...The second season of Queer Eye is almost out! Whoop whoop! I bloody love them all, and I cried in every single episode of the first season. Antoni is just bloody beautiful, and Tan and Karamo...Omfg. Gorgeous. And then Bobby is so talented and Jonathan is amazing. Haha. I recommend to all! Also, has everyone seen the new Robin Hood trailer? I love Taron Egerton, can't wait for the movie!
I've starting dabbling in oneshots again. I generally post them all at one time, when I've got chance to come back and edit them all properly, but I'm taking requests if you want to see them through. Doesn't have to specifically be this fandom, go onto my profile and check out other fandoms I'm in or send me a message. Send through songs or ideas and I can try to make them work!
Lastly, I keep meaning to pimp out the amaaazing reppinda5o3, who I absolutely adore. First of all she's got this amazing trilogy that is currently on it's second installment, first one called Send My Love (To Your New Lover) and the second is called Hello. Then there's her latest story and I've fallen in love and we're just one chapter deep, Set Fire To The Rain. And then her baby, Clarissa Is A Punk, which is an angsty ride, but I trust her to get us there in the end! Go and check them out and show her some love. She's ridiculously busy, but she still finds time to write, and her detail and care in her writing is insane, and also listen to me with my one million ideas and was also one of the people to keep me sane when I was house bound for a few months. Including keeping my company literally as I'm typing this because I'm home sick. So go. Go, go, go, go, go!
Send me your recommendations, send me your thoughts on the story, send me anything and I will reply when I can! Let me know if you want a preview xxx