clace jealousy

2. Following The Notes

"I'll leave you to get ready," Jace said, stopping in front of Clary's new room.

They had all gone to lunch and before Clary knew it, it was evening and Jace was dragging her back to the Institute.

"What exactly am I getting ready for?" Clary asked.

"It's a surprise," Jace said.

"Well, how am I supposed to know how to get ready?" Clary asked.

"Don't worry, you'll know," Jace said. "Now, go."

Clary didn't have time to ask another question before he left so she just went into her room, realizing with great dread that she would have to go through the long process of beautifying herself. What she was beautifying herself for, she did not know, which made it a little hard. Should she be getting dressed up? Of course she should, why else would Jace tell her to get ready? Maybe she was already dressed appropriately for whatever he had planned for them tonight, it was just that her hair was a mess!

Clary checked the mirror on her vanity but there was nothing wrong with her hair. Maybe it was her teeth! Oh no, did she have bad breath?

She clasped a hand over her mouth and rushed to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and rinsed her mouth with mouthwash for extra measure.

When she exited the bathroom, she saw that the door to her walk-in closet was open and that the light was left on. She walked into the closet to turn off the light, but before she did, she saw a dress hanging up right on top of all her other clothes, just begging for it to be noticed. It was a strapless, green, - Jace seemed to like her in green - high-low dress with a ribbon around the waist.

She slipped into the dress and put on a minimal amount of make up. When she got to the shoes, she saw a note lying in front of her small collection. She picked it up and recognized Jace's neat handwriting instantly.

Go to the place I make you wet. ;)

Clary blushed, getting his sexual innuendo. Her first thought was her bedroom, but she was already in her room so she went to his room. When she got there, she saw another note sitting on his bed.

I know I was vague in that last note. I've made you wet in countless of places. I'll narrow it down for you. The hint's on the bed. Take it with you.

She picked up the seraph blade that was lying on the bed. She realized that he wanted her to go to the weapon's room and that the 'wet' he was referring to was sweat.

By the Angel, Clary, when did you get such a perverted mind?

She shook her head, and made her way to the weapon's room, seraph blade in hand.

A note was taped on the door when Clary got there. She gently peeled the tape off and opened the note.

Would you mind putting the blade back for me?

She went to the array of seraph blades and in the empty spot where the blade was supposed to go, there was yet another note. 

Go to the room you spend most of your time in.

Clary thought about it. Did he mean his room?

But I was just there. Did I miss something? she thought.

She went back to Jace's room and saw a note resting on the pillows of his bed that was not there before; he must've put it there after she left. In any case, she picked up the note which was not white like the others, but red, and read it.

My dearest Clary,

You and I have had many experiences together and I have loved you the entire way, even when it was considered incestuous. Anyway, you're probably wondering why I sent you all over the Institute and you will find out soon, just go to the place where we shared our first kiss.

-J

She went to the Greenhouse and climbed the stairs. Clary cursed herself for choosing to wear heels and then suddenly Jace was there, lifting her up and carrying her bridal style the rest of the way up.

Clary kissed him on the cheek and slowly traveled to his lips as he carried her up the stairs. After kissing her back slowly and sensually, Jace set her down and Clary marveled at the scene before her.

He had laid out a picnic blanket and set up a picnic with all of her favorite foods.

There were twinkling lights hanging on the trees and rose petals scattered on the ground, adding to the whole romantic scene.

"Don't worry," Jace said. "Hodge's bird isn't here any more, so we won't be interrupted."

He paused before asking, "Do you like it?"

"Of course I do. It's beautiful. I can't believe you would do all this for me," she said, turning around to face him.

"Clary, this was the least I could do. I would do anything to make you happy," he said.

"Even give me a spaghetti bath?" Clary asked, smiling.

His lips twitched. "Even give you a spaghetti bath."

"How about we just start with the picnic. We'll talk about bathing in pasta later," Clary said, kneeling down on the blanket, motioning for him to do the same.

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"How was that?" Jace asked as Clary ate the last apple slice.

"Delicious." Clary smiled up at him. Somehow during the picnic, Clary had ended up on Jace's lap - not that she was complaining. She snuggled into his chest more and sighed in content as he absentmindedly played with her fingers.

Today had been perfect, Clary thought. He was perfect. And she was about to tell him so, but stopped when she saw the serious look on his face.

"Jace?" she asked. "What's wrong?"

Jace stopped playing with her fingers and looked into her eyes. "Marry me," he said.

"What?" Clary asked, not sure if she had heard right.

Jace reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring box, opening it. "Clarissa Adele Morgenstern, marry me?"

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