Angel With A Shotgun

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~ Angel with a Shotgun ~

"When we reach out to pluck a flower, the stem trembles, seeming both to shrink and to offer itself. The human body has something of this tremor at the moment when the mysterious hand of death reaches out to pluck a soul"

-Victor Hugo, Les Miserables

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Light shone through the edges of the dark curtain and spread throughout the entire white room in the New York Institute. It reflected from wall to wall and slowly met the faces of the sleeping couple in the bed. The sun, however mighty, didn't disturb them. He had his arm around her, holding her tightly as if protecting her from an unknown force. His face was nuzzled into the girls bright, fiery hair and she was nuzzling her back into his bare chest, her head resting on her arm like a pillow. The real pillow was on the floor. The white sheets were pulled up under the man's arm while the sheets was pulled up to the bottom of her chin. The whole room had the aura of calm, collective, and overall peaceful. A change for once. As shadowhunters, their lives were hectic and ballistic. If they weren't fighting demons, which seem to be mostly everyday, they were training, which often most don't feel up to doing. Clary, the girl inhabiting the bed, was subject of this. She was often too tired to train and ended up training lazily, yet still learnt fighting very well. It wasn't very often that Clary and her boyfriend, Jace- the other inhabitant in the bed, went out on dates or did anything romantic, but when they did, he had it as romantic as possible and every date was so lovely and sweet. It was almost impossible to believe that Jace could be so sweet, since he is mostly known for his inhuman ego and his sarcastic remarks. It was beautiful they way they worked. She was the artistic, sometimes wild, shy, red-head. He was the egotistical blonde who was unknowingly sweet and was pretty hot in everyone's standards. They were each other's rock and they lifted each other up if one of them fell and always looked after one another, Jace more than Clary, It showed whenever they were. Including as they slept.

It was minutes before Jace had started to stir awake. He opened his eyes, slightly yawning in the process, as he looked at the beautiful angel beside him. His eyes softened and he was smiling. Just the sight of her made him soft. It made him so happy to see his love waking up next to him every morning, even if it went against Jocelyn's, Clary's mom, wishes. They were engaged anyways, so why should it matter? That's the thinking point from both of their perspectives. It's not like they haven't slept next to each other before. It should be just fine. He slowly reached his hand out from around Clary's waist and pushed some pieces of hair back, which had fallen over her eyes as she slept, and tucked them, softly, behind her ear. He could now see her face. The face which he associated with a porcelain doll and a beautiful angel. Her entrancing emerald eyes were covered and she looked peaceful as she slept on, breathing steadily. He stayed like that, not moving, just admiring her, taking in and memorizing all her delicate features as he had many times before once more. From her fiery, red hair to her pale skin, to her hidden emerald eyes, to her button nose and to her soft , pink lips. Everything about her was perfect, even if she didn't think so. Still admiring her, he almost didn't notice her start to stir in her sleep. He leaned back so that when she woke up it wouldn't look like as if he was stalking her. She moaned in her sleep and then turned around so that she was facing the other direction. She sighed and opened her eyes slowly. She let out a little yawn, which Jace had to refrain from awe-ing, and turned towards him. Once gold met green, she smiled up at him.

"Good morning" she whispered.

He smiled down at her and replied, "Morning, Angel."

Clary bit her lip and averted her glance from Jace and blushed.

He sighed happy with himself. "I love it when you blush."

This only made her blush redderharder. In seeing this, Jace laughed at her ability to being so adorable.