"Jace, no, stop." Clary giggled, as he picked her up bridal style and started carrying her up the stairs to their room.
"Babe, its tradition." Jace said, delighted at her squeals of pure, adulterated joy.
And well, what could Clary say to that? It was indeed a tradition from the groom to carry his new bride over the threshold of their new house.
And new bride was what she was. She just got married. To Jace!
She was giddy with excitement, couldn't stop smiling even if she tried. So here they were, in the Lightwoods' Paris penthouse, again. This time as a married couple.
It hadn't been easy, not at all. It had taken them a long time and a shit ton of work to make their relationship work. But both of them were nothing, if not stubborn. And here they were.
They weren't the only ones who had gotten married since Simon and Izzy's grand wedding. Magnus had finally had enough and announced his engagement to Alec, as soon as Izzy and Simon left for their honeymoon.
The two got married soon after, in a huge wedding, flamboyant and so very Magnus. Alec, ever the dutiful partner and just smiled and went along with it. But Clary had to give it to Magnus, Izzy and Jace, they planned the wedding perfectly. Snow in the background, and Malec looking beautiful in the foreground. The artist in Clary just couldn't stop herself, so she made them a huge potrait and that became her gift to the newly married couple.
It had been more than 3 years since then. And it was finally her turn.
She had kept the wedding as simple as she could, and after ending the lavish weddings his siblings threw, Jace was all too happy with it.
She snapped out of her musings as Jace put her on the bed, and untangled himself.
Clary whined, why was Jer husband going away from her?
"Baby, wait. I wanna give you something." Jace said, uncharacteristically shy.
Her curiosity was peaked. What was Jace going to her.
"Okay? So you remember I am about to have an exhibition?" he asked as he came back, putting something in Clary's lap. It was wrapped, and from the weight, Clary guessed it was an album.
She nodded, she was more excited than Jace about the exhibition. Although she didn't yet know the topic.
"So, this is a part of it." Jace said, nodding towards the gift in her lap.
As she tore through the wrap, she knew she guessed correctly. It was an album, full of pictures. Pictures of her. Some she had seen, some were completely new to her. Her standing on the balcony of this very penthouse, her with her head bend down sketching, her with her hair hiding her fave reading a book. The album was full of them. But one thing was striking, none of the photos showed her face. It was hidden either by the lighting or her hair. It wss beautiful and had quite the effect.
"These are not all. I have some of Izzy as well, and some of the other models. The main focus is proving that beauty doesn't necessarily mean one thing. You can't see the faces, but you know they are all beautiful. You are beautiful." Jace explained, as she turned the pages of the album.
Clary nodded, not trusting herself to speak.
"Jace..its.." she trailed off, unable to say anything else. Once again her husband had captured her perfectly. Made her feel as if she was worth paying attention to.
So, she threw her arms around her husband, and kissed him. She poured every bit of her love, devotion and adoration for him into the kiss, hoping that he got the message, that she loved him.
But as Jace unzipped her dress, and took her into his arms once more, she felt herself get lost in the feel of her husband, his body beneath her fingers and his intoxicating scent, so perfectly him.
And as he pushed her against the wall, caging her in with his own body, Clary knew that whatever happened, she would be okay. As long as Jace was with her. Always and Forever.