[ It was late, but he was up, so there she stood hovering in his doorway of the institute. ]
I know, I'm kind of public enemy #1 to the demons, or whatever, but I'm dying for some fresh air, and I have a craving that you're going to laugh at. [ It's McDonalds fries. She doesn't eat them often, but something hit her in the gut saying she'd be less stressed if she had some. It reminds her of the late nights she'd spent with Simon after one of his gigs that they couldn't find anywhere open to eat so they had to go for McDonalds. ]
Do you want to go with me?
[ Nervously, her hand moves up to tug at a fiery orange curl, one of the many that cascades down over her shoulders. ]
If you want to go to bed I can text Simon. [ It's not meant as an insult, or to rub salt in any wound, it's simply a "I won't be alone, you don't have to worry about me." ]
[ It's late, but he's up. The list of people he'd want to be bothering him right now is short - but Clary, she's definitely on it. She might even be top of it.
He's still damp from the shower, dressed now but only just - he wouldn't have refused her. But then she mentions Simon, how she'll go with him instead, and while he knows it was an innocent assurance from her that she won't go alone... it still gets his hackles up a little. Still, he tries not to show it. ]
What craving?
[ There's an amiable half-smile on his lips as he turns fully to face her, and the step closer he takes could be on purpose but is more likely unconscious response to how she draws him in. ]
[ Jace moves closer and she can feel her heart doing silly things, and she swears there isn't enough air in the room. Clary's eyes drift down to the smile on his lips, and nope, Earth to Clary, stop staring at his lips, food on the brain not hormones. She lets out a laugh, her eyes back on his.
Her lips press together and she tilts her chin up a bit, despite being shorter than him, trying to look far more respectable than she is. Despite the silly show, she trusts him not to judge her too harshly. ]
McDonalds french fries. Don't you dare tell me fast food is outlawed by Shadowhunters, because I've had my fair share.
[ What she doesn't say is how stir-crazy she is as well. ]
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my cute children ;; idk you pick the timeline
Date: 2016-04-24 04:28 am (UTC)[ It was late, but he was up, so there she stood hovering in his doorway of the institute. ]
I know, I'm kind of public enemy #1 to the demons, or whatever, but I'm dying for some fresh air, and I have a craving that you're going to laugh at. [ It's McDonalds fries. She doesn't eat them often, but something hit her in the gut saying she'd be less stressed if she had some. It reminds her of the late nights she'd spent with Simon after one of his gigs that they couldn't find anywhere open to eat so they had to go for McDonalds. ]
Do you want to go with me?
[ Nervously, her hand moves up to tug at a fiery orange curl, one of the many that cascades down over her shoulders. ]
If you want to go to bed I can text Simon. [ It's not meant as an insult, or to rub salt in any wound, it's simply a "I won't be alone, you don't have to worry about me." ]
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Date: 2016-04-24 04:15 pm (UTC)He's still damp from the shower, dressed now but only just - he wouldn't have refused her. But then she mentions Simon, how she'll go with him instead, and while he knows it was an innocent assurance from her that she won't go alone... it still gets his hackles up a little. Still, he tries not to show it. ]
What craving?
[ There's an amiable half-smile on his lips as he turns fully to face her, and the step closer he takes could be on purpose but is more likely unconscious response to how she draws him in. ]
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Date: 2016-04-26 04:12 am (UTC)Her lips press together and she tilts her chin up a bit, despite being shorter than him, trying to look far more respectable than she is. Despite the silly show, she trusts him not to judge her too harshly. ]
McDonalds french fries. Don't you dare tell me fast food is outlawed by Shadowhunters, because I've had my fair share.
[ What she doesn't say is how stir-crazy she is as well. ]