Clary

Clary had been and still was rather worried about him. It was a miracle that the Silent Brothers had been able to help him so much. Magnus too. Though she’d given him a stern talking to when that potion had made him sleep for days. Magnus had assured her that it was his body’s way of catching up on sleep combined with the potion and once he was up, she had seen that it had worked well. “Good. The less people who know the better. You’ve already had a tough enough time dealing with how people treated you before. You don’t need to go through that again. And I’m glad that you’re feeling better. You’ll tell me if you’re not okay from now on, right?” She hoped that they would be honest with each other more often.

A chuckle escaped her mouth and she said, “You know, I’m surprised she’d not had you learn how to do your nails and hair too.” She wondered what it would have eben like to grow up with brothers around like Izzy had, but then she’d had Simon for awhile and that was an enough of an understanding for her. “Of course you’re right. The massage is perfect. Thank you. I didn’t expect to get this special treatment today.” At the mention of sleep, Clary sighed and said, “I suppose I could do with some sleep. Alec can’t get too upset with me for not completely finishing these papers since he’d been at Magnus’s a lot lately.” The two were practically living together at this point since Alec’s recovery. “Maybe I can attempt to give you a massage? And do you think you’d like to stay in my room with me tonight?”

Jace listened to her and nodded. “Yeah. It helps that Brother Zacariah knew my ancestor,” he replied. “I found out his name today. Like…his name before he became a Silent Brother.” He mused, leaning to kiss her head. “I will, Clary, I promise.” he swore. He’d already lost so much time with her as it was, he didn’t want to lie to her anymore. “The majority of it is controlling the nightmares, but it’s getting easier.” He ran a hand through fiery locks, glad that she was relaxing. 

He shrugged. “She tried once. Alec’s hair never liked to cooperate, and I refused after the time she gave me a bad haircut.” he laughed softly. “Luckily, we never had to deal with the nail part.” He shrugged. “I’m not the only one dealing with the aftermath of all this, Clary. And after…after the Owl tried to kill you…” He went quiet for a moment before he looked at the papers and shook his head. “No one finished their full load of paperwork in one night, Clary. That’s just normal.” he replied, reaching to take her hand. “I think a night together would do us both some good. It would be nice to hold you all night.” he smiled at her, moving to pull her up into his arms, one hand cupping her cheek. “I love you.”

Clary [ @inkfated ]

   When Clary felt hands on her shoulders, her first reaction was to tense until she felt the soothing feeling of a massage. Jace, she thought as she felt her body relax. Tilting her head up, she saw blonde hair and brilliant dual colored eyes that she loved so much. “Hey,” she said with a smile. “I thought that you were training.” He didn’t look like he’d been training. Perhaps he’d just cleaned up really quickly.

   She let out a sigh and leaned her head forward and closed her eyes. Now that was the spot. “Right there,” Clary said. “That’s perfect. Who knew you could give such a massage. Is that part of your training?” There was some teasing in her voice, but she was curious. If Jace had learned to do that, maybe she could too so that she could repay the favor.

Jace smiled down at her as she looked up. “Hey,” he said, smiling. “Not so much training as talking to Brother Zacariah.” he replied. “Not letting anyone get wind that I’m recovering from a possession.” he said low enough only she could hear him. “It’s getting a lot better, though, I promise.” Mostly it was thanks to Magnus and a very potent potion that allowed him to sleep decently, although he’d scared his siblings and Clary when he hadn’t woken for four days when he’d first taken it. Feeling her relax, he found his own tension fading. They were fine now, but he still felt bad for what he’d done, for what he’d been forced to do. 

He laughed and shook his head. “No, let’s just say Izzy was adamant some learn to give her a massage, and so I learned her pressure points. You’re not much smaller than her, so I figured that just a little adjustment to adapt would work fine. Glad my theory was right.” He kissed her temple gently, eyes closing as his hands continued to knead the tension from her shoulders. “Come on, you need to rest. One of us recovering from sleep deprivation is enough.”