Clace Sexual

Part 19 | Oh Boy (2/?)

Clary's PoV

     After we got back from the store we have wanted to be Mr tough guy and get all the bags from the trunk himself. "You don't have to do that, ya know?" I ask him.

     "I know, but I want to."

     I laugh lightly, "Ok, J."

     He looks at me with a small smile, "So we're doing nicknames now?"

     I shrug. "Ok, little dragon," Jace says coyly.

     I blush furiously, and grab the last bag from the car heading inside. I hold the door open for him and we head upstairs, "How long do you think this is gonna last? Us holding back and taking things slow?" I ask.

     "I don't know, Dragon, as long as we can, I guess. I don't have much faith in us, well myself at least. I know I should have told you right when I found out, but I saw how happy you were with Simon and I just - I don't know, ruin anything or add more to your plate. You were going through a lot. We all were but it was all a lot to even process. Everything was changing so fast and I could barely comprehend what I had heard," He says as he sets the bags down and opens the fridge to start putting things away.

     " I know. I was mad at first when you told me how long you knew. I was so confused as to why you wouldn't just tell me, I understand now. I think I just felt like you didn't trust me and thats why you didn't tell me," I say.

     "Hey, hey, hey. No I trust you with everything I have, with my life. I never meant for you to feel that way, I guess I just couldn't live in a world where you knew we weren't siblings and not be with you," he says cupping my cheeks.

     "I feel the same way. I can't live like that either now that I know, especially now that I know my feelings for you," I say to him.

     "Thats what I was kind of scared of I think. As much as I hate to say this," He says with a cheeky grin, "I didn't want anything to happen between you two. I didn't want you to hurt Simon. Mainly because I know in the end it would hurt you as well. You guys are best friends and I don't want to be what came between you guys."

     I smile looking up at him, I kiss his cheek lightly, basking in his embrace before letting go and starting to put things away. He joined and we would lightly brush up against one another, teasing each other.

     When we were done I started on dinner for us, I decided on Dino nuggets and Mac and cheese. It was a pretty childish dinner but I wanted something easy and quick, he sat and watched as I cooked, making small talk as I went about the kitchen. He went to venture off in the house to get aware of his surroundings. He came back with a stack of some of my old sketch books, smiling evilly.

     "Oh god, where did you even find those," I ask while trying to get them back. He smirks and pulls them away so I couldn't, saying something about them being on my desk. I blush as he starts looking through them. While we waited for the food to cook I came around and would explain some of the ideas behind my drawings and sketches.

     He finds one that was an elaborate looking dragon I drew about a month before I met him. "This," he says, "this is why I am going to keep Dragon as your nickname."

     "I drew that about a month before I met you, mom and Luke wanted me to draw that to see what my range of drawings, and how some of my process was. I did so much research on how to draw Japanese Dragons, the process is very demanding and articulate, the designs are very precise and  very, very hard to get down. I probably spent a week or two just looking up artists who specialize in them, getting in touch with them, the living ones, even, and watching tutorials," I saw looking at the piece fondly. Remembering how proud I was of myself to have done something like that.

     "Luke got it tattooed not to long ago on his side," I say trailing off.

     Jace smiles and traces the shape with his finger, he looks up at me, he grabs me by the hip and kisses my cheeks, forehead, nose, and finally my lips. By then I was smiling wide as I kissed him back, overjoyed that he liked it so much.

     He pulls back looking at it, "I would get this tattooed."

     "Really?" I ask. He smiles and nods, saying maybe one day he would.