forever’s an awfully long time

Izzy: Okay :)

“Oh, give me a break,” Jace said with a roll of mismatched eyes. “Shadowhunter, remember? And what, you weigh about a hundred pounds, soaking wet? I think I can handle it.” It wasn’t strange that Simon wanted to watch Game of Thrones, or cuddle, but Jace still felt like he should be feeding him in some way – that was what Maryse and the Lightwoods had always done for Jace when he was sick. Simon being a vampire didn’t mean that he didn’t need sustenance! “I think I can deal with that,” he said, and kicked off his shoes before climbing into bed next to Simon.

“You’re not pathetic,” Jace said firmly, and then with a thinly-veiled smirk, wrapped his arms more tightly around Simon to lift him, bridal style, against his chest and carry him to his bedroom. It wasn’t far, so Jace nudged open the door within a minute, and dropped Simon carefully in the center of the mattress. “There,” he said lightly, a teasing gleam in his eyes as he dragged the blankets up over Simon’s thin frame. “Do you want me to go find you some blood that isn’t infected, now?”

“Okay, so, staking jokes? No longer funny,” Jace told Simon firmly, and dropped his hands to the vampire’s waist to pull him forward against the broad planes of Jace’s chest. It was getting easier to be affectionate toward Simon without feeling like an idiot, or like he was risking too much – the other man had been good for the blonde, in that respect. “Come on, let’s go back to bed,” he pushed, shifting one hand to rub Simon’s back gently. 

Jace’s hand slid up Simon’s neck to card through his hair gently. “Why are you up and moving around, then?” he chided, not bothering to hide the fact that he was worried – and Jace planned on being around in case Simon needed him. “I might even be willing to come to bed with you, if you ask very nicely,” he teased, and pressed a kiss to the other man’s cheek. “But no, no staking.”

One of Jace’s eyebrows shot up at the first request, then drew downward in concern as he registered the rest of the explanation. “I’m not going to kill you,” he said firmly, and reached out to cup the side of Simon’s neck. “Did Raphael mention if it was dangerous? And how long it takes to leave your system?” Despite the fact that Jace tried to keep things light between them, he cared for Simon – he cared about him a great deal, and if he couldn’t help but be worried.