Roommates & Soulmates

Ch70: Clary's Smile

Waking up on Christmas morning, Clary reached over and felt Jace laying beside her. She rolled over to face him. The sun was shining in through the windows lighting up his face. Jace wasn't snoring, but his eyes were closed, and he was breathing so evenly she knew he was still asleep. Gently sweeping the rebellious lock of golden hair back that had fallen in his eyes, Clary smiled. Since they'd managed to talk about her insecurities, Jace had been making a point to be overly careful. Every now and then she'd caught him literally looking down at his hands rather than at their waitress, even if he was speaking to her. This always made her smile, though she knew she should tell him he was taking it too far, and she would eventually. Clary knew she'd never get tired of hearing him say 'I love you' to her every chance he got. However, at this point, she was sure Magnus and Alec were sick of over hearing it. Since she'd had to put up with all Malec's cushy adorableness before, she decided it was fair.

It was a wonderful feeling just laying in bed next to Jace. No matter where she was, or what was happening around her, Clary couldn't help feeling safe when Jace was near.

"Urg bright," Jace mumbled as his hands went up to cover his eyes.

"Good morning sleepy," Clary smiled. He smile though his eyes were still covered by his hand. Clary felt Jace's other hand wrap around her, squeezing her gently in a hug. Then his hand moved away from his face, and both his arms encircled her before he kissed her gently.

"Morning," Jace whispered. Feeling his usual morning situation press up against her leg, Clary moved her hands down to encourage it, but to her surprise, Jace froze.

"You okay?" Clary asked.

"I just-" Jace started. Then he blushed. It was quite something to see actually, since she rarely knew him to blush for anything.

"Your parents," Jace whispered, and Clary couldn't help it. She laughed. Then she rolled on top of her boyfriend and kiss him. She could feel Jace melting a little, his arms around her. Thinking she'd won, Clary started gently moving her hips with his, but again, Jace stopped her. He sat up, kissing her gently before speaking.

"Parents," Jace said firmly. Clary couldn't help, but shake her head at him. "In the house."

"Did someone intimidate you yesterday?" Clary asked.

"No," Jace said too quickly.

"Who?" Clary asked. "I will have words with them."

"It's fine," Jace mumbled, before kissing her again. Clary made a mental note to interrogate her family later, since it seemed it was their fault she wasn't getting a morning orgasm. She teased him a little more, then got up out of bed. Jace didn't look like he was about to get out of bed anytime soon.

"I am just gonna stay here for a few minutes okay?" Jace said, still obviously uncomfortable.

"I could fix that for you, you know," Clary laughed at her silly boyfriend. He hadn't had so many reservations when they'd spent the summer at his mother's house, though in his defense, he'd been tired from working long hours.

Jace shook his head. "Suit yourself," Clary replied, as she turned to leave. "Mom is probably making breakfast."

"Aren't you changing first?" Jace asked, indicating her nighty.

"No..." Clary said slowly. "It's Christmas morning. Like the one day a year you are supposed to wear your pjs to breakfast." He still looked a little weary so with a sigh, Clary went to sit on the bed next to him.

"Relax," Clary told him firmly. "We are adults. This is Canada. Dad doesn't have a gun. He won't shoot you in the barn for deflowering me. Mom and dad like you, promise. Even Jon."