omg i luv your blog and your amazing one shots!! can u please write something for clace! thank you if you have time to even read this!
omg babe thank you so much you’re so sweet
lord i’m sorry this took so long i’ve started it like four times over and nothing’s good enough or right i blame @shadowsofidris okay blame her for this trash (sorry it’s like ridiculously short)
“Clary, babe, please come out of the room. I didn’t mean it.”
Clary heard a thump against the door, followed by a sigh. “Please, baby, I sweat it meant nothing,”
“How could you, Jace? You know how hard I worked on it!”
“It was a joke!”
“You said the drawing I did of Simon for his assention and our parabatai ceremony looked like a banana with legs trying to do ballet!”
“I never said it was a good joke.”
Clary let out a grunt and leaned back against the door. She had worked so hard on the drawing for Simon, just to hear Jace say to Alec Simon looked like “a banana with legs trying to do ballet.” She didn’t know if he was talking about Simon himself or the drawing, but she took offense and locked herself in their shared bedroom, not letting him in.
Jace knocked on the door again, trying to coax her out.
“Clary, honey, I wasn’t even talking about the drawing, you know I love your drawings!”
“Then what were you talking about?”
“Sure you were.”
“Angel, please…” he pleaded. Clary had to admit, he was adorable, and it made her heart skip a beat. “I’m sorry.”
She stood up and opened the door, her eyes meeting big golden ones that were near tears. She gave a small smile stepped forward, wrapping her arms around his neck, a little in aw of how cute he was. “It’s okay, I forgive you.”
And their lips met, smile pressing to smile.