Chapter 2 - Sweater Weather?

Just after Alec had stormed out the room, voices came from the stairs.

"Come on...!"

"I said no!"

"Just try it on man!"

"Never!"

A moment later Jace ran past her and stooped behind the couch, as Isabelle appeared in the doorway and held up something.

A pullover. A pastel brown, self made Christmas pullover with Christmas pattern on it. Clary gave her a confused look.

"Clary, thank god you're here! Please tell Jace to be a goddamn man and put on this pullover!"

"Don't!", Jace barked at both of them "There's no way I'm dressing up like a total retard!"

"Geez, I spent hours making it!"

Isabelle was something like her girl best friend/ older sister, but sometimes she acted pretty weird. She threw her long black curls back and sighed.

"Jace..", Clary sighed and grabbed the pullover "I think you would look perfect with this cute sweater. You don't always have to look, uh you know, total badass."

He frowned and shook his head "Not in this life!"

Izzy let out a quiet curse and then headed upstairs again. After a moment they heard the door of her room being slammed. Clary turned to Jace and rolled her eyes.

"Great, now she's upset again. Couldn't you just try it on once?"

"Don't get me wrong, I appreciate it that she spent so much time to make a present for me but it's just... a crappy present."

She grabbed a pillow from the huge red couch and threw it into his face.

"What was that for?!" He caught it and threw it back.

"For being a jerk of course!", she ducked away from it.

Suddenly it hit the huge Christmas tree in the corner and all the sweet decorations and ornaments crashes to the floor and rolled all over the ground.

"Shit..", Clary exclaimed "Look what you did! I spent hours to get it to look like that!"

"Oh, so now it's my fault or what?", he folded his arms as he watched her bend down and start to pick up everything "You were the one who ducked away!"

"I'm not gonna have one of these fight with you again, Jace! Now help me!"

He sighed as he watches her crawl around the room. Even now, in sweat pants and a lose pullover, she still looked flawless, even adorable. With that, he got to his knees and picked up the baubles that were rolling around under the coffee table.

Later that night, Clary wasn't able to fall asleep, so she went downstairs into the living room. Everyone was asleep, but the fireplace was still bright and warm. She grabbed a book and lay down on the couch right in front of it. Here she had enough light to read without turning on the huge old chandelier.

A yawn escaped her lips as she opened the first page. But before she could read the first words, she heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

Clary sat up and turned to the door, just when a blonde headed boy appeared and smiled at her surprised to see her up at this time.

"Hey," Jace said with a sweet smile, a smile Clary loved and hated at the same time "Couldn't sleep either?"

She nodded, closed the book and put it aside.

The young shadowhunter walked closer towards her and raised an eyebrow as he stared down at her "May I join you, Miss Fray?"

"Sure, Lord Herondale.", she giggled quietly and made space for him.

As he sat down, she noticed that he was actually wearing the pullover that Isabelle had made for him. A surprised look crept onto her face.

"Why are you wearing it now?", she asked as he sat next to her and smiled.

"You said you think it's cute.", he replied and grinned "I thought you would like it, so I put it on for you..but only for you."

She had to laugh after he finished saying that. He sure was cute, Jace. Her Jace.

The next moment he reached out and stroke her cheek with the back of his hand.

"Miss Fray," He said with a deep voice "You're freezing."

Suddenly, before she had the chance to reply, he grabbed her legs and put them on his lap, before he pulled her close into a tight hug. Her head leaned onto his chest and she could hear his heartbeat. She wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face into the pullover, while he trailed sweet little kisses over her hair.

His arms completely hid her body and warmed her up quickly.

In this position, the sleep won over her and she fell into a deep slumber.