FIGHT ME

Oh, I Get Breakfast?

It was the smell of coffee that woke him up.

He blinked blearily and realized that one; he definitely wasn't in his bed and two; he was not alone. He could hear someone else breathing behind him.

Then the events of last night came rushing back and he blushed. He felt better than he had felt in ages. He yawned and turned to see Jace, dressed in a tshirt and shorts sitting cross legged in bed and looking down at his phone. He looked up and grinned at Simon.

"Hey, sleepy head." Jace said, putting his phone away and picking up a mug of what Simon assumed to be coffee. He tried to smile but it felt weird. He lay back down on and closed his eyes again, mumbling a greeting.

Jace chuckled and got out of bed. Simon yawned again. He really needed to get up and wash up before he had to go home. He probably had a lot of calls from Izzy, seeing as he never showed up for Raphael's-

Oh shit.

His eyes shot open as he remembered that he was supposed to go after hanging out with Jace. Oh boy...

"I guess you need this." He heard Jace say as he came back into the bedroom. Simon opened his eyes to see Jace with a second mug of coffee. Simon sat up and reached for the mug.

"Thanks." He said gratefully, wincing slightly at the sound of his voice.

"Are you OK?" Jace asked, standing next to the bed and watching him.

Simon nodded as he took a long sip of the coffee. "I'm good. Why?"

Jace shook his head. "No reason." Jace looked different somehow; nervous and not as cocky as he normally seemed.

Simon took another sip of his coffee. "If it's any consolation, I am freaking out as well. I'm just too tired. If you want, I can freak out for real. Just give me a minute."

Jace blinked and burst out laughing. "You're crazy."

"You say that like it's a bad thing." Simon said dryly.

Jace climbed back into bed and leaned against Simon. "Should we talk about this?"

"Just not until I'm properly awake." Simon said, sighing as he continued to drink his coffee.

"Deal." Jace said. Then he got up. "The bathroom is through that door. I'll make breakfast."

"Oh, I get breakfast?" Simon smiled.

"You can get whatever you want." Jace said, smiling shyly before he ducked out of the bedroom.

What was going on now? Simon sighed getting out of bed and looked around for his clothes. They were folded neatly on an armchair.

Were they a thing? Was this a one-time thing?

Simon blushed as he remembered how he practically jumped Jace last night. He had been so hungry for Jace and now...

Now what?

***

Feeling wide eyed; what was in that coffee? Simon found his way to the kitchen where Jace was just dishing out scrambled eggs and bacon.

"I didn't know you cooked." Simon said. "Although this is one of the easiest thing to make. But somehow Izzy manages to mess it up."

Jace laughed. "Oh no, don't get me started on that. She is a terrible cook."

"I know, right?" Simon said, sitting down. "She's banned from the kitchen at home. After she sent Clary to the hospital once."

"Yeah, I heard about that." Jace smiled and sat opposite Simon.