Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. All rights belong to Cassandra Clare.
It was their first Christmas and Jace wanted to make sure there were several more. He took her ice skating, tobogganing, snowboarding, and into to the city to see the lights. They bought lots of hot chocolate and coffee and stayed up late almost every night.
She painted. Lots of scenery photos of the sights she seen, but mostly she painted Jace. Jace snowboarding. Jace laughing as she fell while ice skating. Jace with a whip cream mustache. She was so inspired by all the joy she was experiencing and it showed in every single one of her pictures.
Jace was happy too. It was the first Christmas since he moved in with us that he wasn't moping around like a lost boy because football ended. His all star team had won the football game a couple weeks back and he had hardly cared. All he cared was that Clary was home sicker than a dog.
She had gotten the bad case of the flu. Hadn't shown up to school one day and wasn't texting Jace back. Needless to say, he was freaking out. After finding out from Jon when he texted him that she had woken up this morning with a high fever and couldn't stop throwing up. She was so delirious that she almost fell asleep mid throw up. (Very disgusting)
She barely moved from her bed all week except when her mom forced her to go the doctors when it hadn't improved. And the worst part. Jace wasn't even allowed to see her. She didn't want him getting sick. Not when he had the all star game that Saturday.
He had tried to sneak in just to give her a quick kiss on the forehead and drop of a teddy bear but she was awake when he got there. She promptly threw him out. Telling him she loved him and took the teddy bear but wouldn't let him come any closer.
He had spent all week anticipating the game, not because he wanted to play, but because he wanted to see Clary. Her condition wasn't letting up and the medicine they had put her on wasn't helping. She had a lot of chest pain and I knew that was causing Jace to have chest pain of his own.
So he went to the all star game, played his part, met new people, and came straight home. He didn't even tweet anything about the win. Instead he raced inside took a shower and ran to Clary's. (I think she would have let him see her if she knew that he was going to completely disregard this accomplishment, but you never know what you're going to get with Jace.)
He threw his arms around her and scooted her over so he could have room to lay next to her. She just let him, knowing there was nothing that she could say that would make him leave her. He took a picture of the two of them, and that's how he remembered the big win he had. A picture he uploaded of him and Clary because he got to see her for first time in a whole week.
By the time she was better they only had a week left until break and a whole lot of make up work to make up. So he didn't see much of her for a couple more days as she studied for make up tests and tests the next day. As she did homework assignment after homework assignment, only taking a break to eat.
Christmas break was fun. Clary and her family came over for a Christmas Eve dinner where we ate and laughed till well past midnight. All of us exchanged gifts, but what I was most excited for was Clary giving Jace his gift.
She had been working on this painting since she met him. He was unwrapping it, laughing with Clary, I'm sure about the gift Jon had gotten Jace. A world's best brother-in-law mug.
He suddenly stopped laughing. In his hands he held a tied blanket, with football's on one side Ohio state on the other. That wasn't what making him speechless though.
Sitting on the top of the blanket was a painting, that if I hadn't known who did it, I would have thought it was a photograph. It was of Jace. Decked out in Ohio State gear, barreling through a bunch of Michigan jerseys as he crossed over the end zone. It even looked like him, not some random dude wearing his number. The body and hair was exactly like Jace's. You could see the determination in his golden eyes and see the slight smile threatening to over take his face.
But the best part was the five people in the stands. Everything was kind of blurred but Jace. But you could tell that those people were us. Jon with his short white hair. Me with my long black hair. Alec and Max with their short black hair. And Clary with her long flowing red hair.
It was the first time I had ever seen him speechless in my life. He was just staring at it. Clary hadn't even really noticed, to busy laughing with Alec over the mug he had given her, a world's best sister in law. (They hadn't even planned it)
When she finally did notice him, it was because he was hugging the daylights out of her. He had pulled her into his lap, the picture and blanket placed carefully on the floor, and kissing the base of her neck and muttering things in her ear. She was surprised at first and than confused before she became flattered. He was praising her and she was turning beat red. When he finally did let her go he leaned back on the couch with her fit in his side. That's how they stayed till she left, curled up and silent, leaning on each other in more ways than one.