BOOK ONE | jace wayland imagines

27. comforting jace

STORY CREATED BY imagineshadowhunters

Jace was upset, that much was clear. He hadn't spoken to anyone since Valentine raised the angel Raziel. He had been distant with everyone, even Alec, Clary and you. You were best friends, usually telling each other everything. That's how it had been when he left but now... Now, he could barely stand being in the same room as you.

A voice seemed to whisper in your mind, taunting you that he had found out your secret. It told you that the reason you hadn't spoke was that he knew you were in love with him. Rationally, you told yourself, he couldn't have known. No one else had noticed apart from Magnus, who winked conspiritorly at you when the others weren't looking. You had found a close friend in Magnus, even secretly joining him for a 'heartbreak drink' when he and Alec broke up.

You were at Magnus' now, on the rare occasion that Alec wasn't. He was with Izzy and Clary, taking Max on his first mission. It was supposed to be easy, a simple ravener which are more stupid than they are hideous. Clary had gone on Izzy's request to "give Jace some space and who's better to teach Max about runes?" Eventually, she had caved in, agreeing that she wanted to help Max.

This time, however, you weren't holding a drink. It was the first time you had seen Magnus since he'd gotten back together with Alec. His eyes had their twinkle back, his magic seemed a brighter shade of blue. It was obvious that Magnus was happy, although he was trying to hide it for your sake.

"I don't understand why you're sat here with me and Jace is at the Institute."
"He's made it clear he doesn't want to see me." You winced as the voice in your head repeated his words to Izzy.
"Oh come on, when has Jace not wanted to see you?"
"Now, yesterday. Ever since he's come back from Raziel. Something happened."
"We'll go find out what." And with that he opened a portal, bowing the way someone would to allow someone through a door before them. You couldn't help but grin slightly and mumble a thanks before you stepped through.

It had taken you to outside the Institute, as no portals could go inside. You headed through the gates into the old, abandoned church. You let the glamour wash over you like water as you walked in. It was cool and empty. Most Shadowhunters had been taken back to Idris after the angel had appeared.

You walked to Jace's room. It was as familiar as your own. There had been many sleepovers here, so many late night talks. You even had a drawer of your things in there: pyjamas, spare gear, clothes, a toothbrush.

However, for the first time ever you hesitated to knock.

"You might as well come in. Save the hassle of you breaking down my door." His sarcasm still remained but his heart wasn't in it.
"Well the angel save me if I didn't care." He turned away, but not before he smiled slightly. When he looked back, it was gone.

He didn't say anything else so you sat down on his bed, deliberately messing up the neat sheets which would usually make him snort and tell you that you were impossible. Now, he just shook his head in mock disgust. You patted the seat next to you, inviting him to sit down and talk. He waited a moment before sitting.

Almost immediately the walls were broken. He seemed to deflate slightly, his usually cocky and sarcastic self seemed to retreat. It was obvious he wanted to talk. You didn't want to push him.

"I think I'm sick." That was the least thing you'd expected.
"What?" You blurted out, shock all but removing your common sense. Recovering, you then asked "what's wrong?"
"When Valentine raised Raziel, Clary killed him. She got the wish. She wished for me."
"Why would she need to wish for you? She already has you."
"I was dead." Seeing your shocked expression, he continued "Valentine stabbed me, she brought me back to life."
"So why are you upset?" He just looked down. "Oh, you didn't think you were worth it."
"No, I'm not. But it's just she loves me so unconditionally and..." he paused. "I can't love her the same way."
You looked at him closely, noticing that he had turned a deep red shade. You'd never even considered the possibility that he didn't love Clary. It seemed too good to be true.
"Okay."
"Okay?"
"Okay." You confirmed. "I'm not going to tell anyone."
"Really? What about 'girl code?'" He asked.
"What's girl code?"
"You know? You have to tell your friends if their boyfriend is cheating or doesn't like them or whatever."
"Is that an actual thing?"
"I don't know." We burst out laughing, the weight on Jace's shoulders had been lifted, revealing his usual nature. I hugged him and we lay, laughing and cuddling for hours.

"Jace?" You were wrapped in his arms, looking at him as he twirled your hair around his finger.
"(Y/N)?" He asked contentedly.
"I'm in love with you." He froze. "It's okay if you don't feel the same way but I had to tell you."
"I'm in love with you too." He replied, continuing to twirl your hair, smiling happily at you.