Continued from ask
“I.. Hey, I’m your.. friend.”
Simon sank down on the chair beside the infirmary bed, his cold hands wringing in his lap. It was a medical space, all sterility and white gauze, the severe scent of the caustic disinfectant baking his nose burn, covering over the scent of sickness and decay.
Behind him, he could feel the sharp, suspicious looks of the Shadowhunters, their starched white coats and dark runes marking them as the medical staff.
They didn’t want him here. And Simon wasn’t leaving Jace.
Simon’s hand faltered as he reached for him, like he had considered aborting the gesture, before letting it fall to the crumbled white sheets beside Jace’s. “My name is Simon, and..”
And I should have fucking been there! He supplied unhelpfully, the sharp voice of his own guilt prodding him uncomfortably.
“And it’s ok that you don’t remember now, cause you’re totally going to get all your memories back. And it’s gonna be ok. Hey, you always tell me that I should shut up more, maybe this is your chance!”
Simon hoped he sounded more hopeful than he felt.
“I’ll stay as long as they’ll let me, ok? And then I’ll be back tomorrow. Until you’re totally sick of me! It’s going to be alright, just have to wait for the little numb bits of your brain to thaw out. And I’ll help, anything you need. Promise.”
Ever since he woke up, people he didn’t remember had been telling him things that he had no recollection of. There were only a few things that struck a chord in the darkness of his mind.
His name, Jace, the tall young man who’s name was Alec and … this boy. Simon. Everything else … words like Shadowhunters and Institute and the girl with the flaming red hair and the black marks on the skin of the people that took care of him … all that didn’t make sense. Or turned his stomach with a nauseating intensity.
“Simon.”, he tried the name out, rolled it over his tongue and it felt comfortable there, like it belonged. Jace wondered why.
His friend, Simon had said.
Jace smiled at Simon, but it held an apologetic edge. “They aren’t exactly making any promises.”, he nodded towards the strangers in labcoats that he should know.