Jimon Daily

“Don’t worry about that. Do you know any or not?”

They drink, and they breathe, regardless of if they need to, sitting in bar stools that spin in circles; circling, always circling each other even though they know that the only way this ends is with calamity.

“It’s too quiet,” Jace says instead, looking back over at Simon. He looks paler than ever, washed out and more sickly than even some of the corpses that are in the morgue. But he isn’t a pile of dust, so that counts for… something.

“I complain all the time about how he never shuts up, and now -” Jace curls impossibly more into himself. “Now it’s just too quiet.”

(Alec tries to be helpful and hopes he succeeds.)

love is not a love song (we can try to fix our broken pieces one at a time) [<- Linky Link]

Summary:

Jace thinks, like a flower withering and dying, that he will ruin every single thing he loves, or alternatively, that he already has.

Jace is dangerous and shaking like a leaf.

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Simon is not okay, Jace isn’t either.

They keep breathing, they survive.

I just assume that pretty much everyone’s slept with Jace at this point. It’s only a matter of time before I sleep with him myself, I guess.

This is my good friend Jace. Friend of a friend.

Carry Me Through [<- linky link; click it]

Summary:

Standing outside in the lobby of the hospital, Jace works not to fidget. This will be the first time he’ll see Simon in nearly two months. His heart races with anticipation, but his stomach quivers with dread. He almost turns around and leaves, but then a nurse swings a wheelchair around the corner with none other than Simon Lewis in it.

“Jace!” Simon beams at him, his arms tossing out at his sides. His eyes are a little glassy and his right leg is propped up. “Hey, man, you’re here! Oh, it’s good to see you, I’ve missed you a lot. You- you look good, but you always look good. I’m glad you’re here. Wait, why are you here?”

The Difference In A Kiss: <- [click that]

Summary:

“You all have to kiss me.”

Simon looks a little terrified when he announces this to the group, his hands fluttering around as he shifts in place. Everyone is gathered on Magnus’ large leather couch, squished together while Simon stands on the other side of the small coffee table, like he’s scared one of them is going to launch across and attack him.

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When Simon gets put under a spell that will kill him if he doesn’t kiss everyone he loves, Alec has no idea why he’s even involved, or what he’s done to the universe that lands him in this situation. He is not amused.

“Did you know that there’s robots on Mars?” Simon tells him, suddenly brimming with delight. Jace did know that - he knew it the way he knows a lot of mundane things: vaguely, with little context.

“Why?” He asks instead.

“For science!” Simon exclaims in a way that is far too excited and loud for the quiet stretch of off-road they’ve pulled onto. Some birds leave their roost in the nearby trees. He’s grinning while he does it though, so Jace doesn’t think it’s that bad.

(Sometimes you’ve just gotta look at the stars and try to feel alright.)

He reaches up to brush some of the curls out of Simon’s face, then he places his hand along Simon’s jaw, thumb gently caressing his cheekbone. Simon shifts and pushes into the touch, slowly surfacing from sleep before his eyes finally blink open. It takes a second for his gaze to focus on him, but when it does Simon’s face splits into a massive bright smile, his eyes crinkling and bright. Jace can’t help but smile back at him, in the glow of Simon.

Simon drops his forehead down to Jace’s chest, the smallest laugh escaping him. “You didn’t leave,” he whispers quietly, beautifully, gratefully.

(Jace and Simon, in no particular order.)

part two of from hello to goodbye

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A Jimon Fic Bit

Shadowhunters

Jace/Simon

Note: Found in my google docs. Dates May 4 2017, 1:05 AM. Reads as follows:

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TFW you find out that your new roommate is your ex-girlfriend’s ex-boyfriend, who you kind of always had a thing for.

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The last time Jace saw Simon was at their high school commencement in May, a full four months ago. Afterward, when Maryse was corralling her family together to get group shots with Jace and Izzy in their graduation cap and gowns, Jace kept glancing across the room to where Simon was posing for pictures with all his friends.

Jace remembers thinking this was now or never–this was his last chance to just say something to the damn boy, before he slipped away forever. But then Clary came bounding up to Simon to throw her arms around his neck. Jace watched as Simon lifted her by the waist and spun her around in glee.

Jace didn’t say anything to Simon then.

And now here he is on move-in day for his first year of college. He’s carrying his book bag and a suitcase, Alec and Izzy crowding doorway behind him burdened with all his other things, and Simon Lewis is in his dorm room hanging up a comic book poster.

He has heard the running joke about how everyone from their high school ends up going to college at Alicante University – hell, he and Izzy followed Alec here after all – but this is ridiculous.

“Jace!” Izzy hisses eventually, after Jace has a good five seconds to stare. “You can walk into your room any time now. I’m not standing here in heels carrying your bedsheets forever.”

Then she jostles Jace, bumping against his back so that he stumbles across the threshold into his room with a thud. Simon quickly turns, popping his headphones off his ears with a friendly smile spreading across his face.

Jace flusters a little as Simon turns to greet him. He thinks he hides it well, slipping into his default, unimpressed persona just in time for Simon to meet his gaze. “Hey Lewis,” he greets with a nod. He doesn’t miss how Simon’s smile quirks downward.

“Oh, uh. Hey, Jace” Simon stammers. He jumps off his bed and lands on the floor with a slight thump. Behind him, the poster he hadn’t finished pinning to the wall sagged and slid to the ground. He notices Izzy and Alec behind Jace, and nods at them in recognition.

“Fancy seeing you here,” Jace says, doing his best not to betray emotion.

Simon’s brow furrows behind his big, hipster glasses. “You didn’t know I was going to be your roommate? Didn’t you get the roommate assignments emailed to you?”

Jace probably should have paid more attention to those emails from the housing department.

“And anyway,” Simon continues without skipping a beat. God, he never shuts up. “It says my roommate is Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern. I thought your name was Lightwood.”

Jace shrugs with one shoulder. “I’m working on the name change,” is all he says about that. He pats Simon’s cheek condescendingly with one large hand as he brushes past him. He grins when senses Simon bristle in annoyance.

10: You matched with them in an online chat roulette room.

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Saturday nights in the Lewis/Fray household had consisted of Simon broadening Clary’s knowledge of the geek world while eating way too much pizza for as long as Simon could remember. They usually sat in front of the TV with Simon’s collection of Star Wars DVDs and Doctor Who reruns, debating on which to show her next. As this had been the routine for the past five weekends, Clary wanted a change, so she grabbed her laptop and sat cross legged next to a very confused Simon.

“I heard from a friend at school that there’s this cool website where you can like video chat with strangers. I vote we get drunk and talk to random men on the internet.” Clary punctuated her words with a large gulp of the wine on the table. Simon rolled his eyes, opening the website on her browser.

“You know, we’re going to be seeing a lot of penises on this, right?” Simon sighed as Clary giggled, the alcohol she had already consumed obviously affecting her.

“Well, it’s not like either of us have never seen a strangers penis before!” She challenged, earning a small blush on Simon’s cheeks as he pushed up his glasses. “C’mon Simon, let’s have a little fun!” Simon rolled his eyes, allowing access to the webcam and video on Clary’s computer. Immediately, Clary squealed with laughter and covered Simon’s eyes with her hands.

“I told you this would happen!” Simon laughed with her, hurriedly clicking on to the next stranger. This time, a group of girls filled their view. They waved at the camera causing more giggles from a drunk Clary. Simon waved back, earning drunken giggles from all parties. This was going to be a long night.

Eventually, Clary convinced Simon to get equally as inebriated as she was and he enjoying it greatly until Clary passed out on the couch, obviously drinking a little bit more than she could handle. Simon took off her shoes and placed a blanket around her before resting her feet in his lap. As he was reaching to turn off the computer, he noticed a gorgeous blonde man on the video. Simon tried really hard not to notice the lack of shirt. The man smirked at him, tilting his head slightly.

“Hi, sorry. I didn’t realize this was still on…” Simon stuttered out, a little distracted by the tone muscles of the stranger’s chest and abs. The man ran a hand through his hair and Simon couldn’t help but note how it seemed to fall in exactly the right spot. He gulped audibly and pushed his glasses to the bridge of his nose before pulling the laptop on his lap.

“You treat your girlfriend right. I saw you, just now.” Simon snorted, looking at Clary snoring away on the couch before returning his gaze back to the stranger.

“She’s my best friend. I’m gay!” Simon practically shouted. He closed his eyes tightly, running a hand over his face. “Well, pansexual, really. Like, I’m definitely into guys. And girls! But not attracted to her in that way. I mean, I used to be, but we’re best friends now so…” He realized the stranger was laughing at him and smiled softly. “That was a lot of information that I just gave a handsome stranger online.” He chuckled back, his eyes floating over the other man’s body once more. Jace seemed to notice and licked his lips slowly, sitting up in the bed he was in. The movement had Simon’s eyes widening as the blanket fell further down his hips.

“You think I’m handsome?” The stranger cocked an eyebrow, one hand reaching to cross his body and rest on his shoulder.

“Have you seen yourself? You’re like an adonis.” Simon reminded himself he had to work on his filter for the next time he conversed with a hot guy. He’d let it slide this time because he seemed to be charming the man and he could still feel the alcohol running through his veins.

“Adonis, huh? I’ll take that compliment,” the stranger said, pausing for a second as if he was thinking. “I’m Jace. That way you can stop referring to me as a stranger.” Simon nodded, his lips quirking at the name.

“Jace, I’m Simon.” He leaned back against the couch, pulling his legs up so they were crossed with the laptop resting on his ankles. There were a few moments of silence as Jace just took in the man in front of him.

“So, are you wearing a Star Wars shirt because you are a nerd or a wannabe?” Simon gasped, an offended look crossing his face.

“I’m a geek, thank you very much.” Jace nodded slowly, biting down on his bottom lip. He held his hands up in surrender causing laughter to leave Simon’s lips.

“Okay, hands where I can see them!” Jace said loudly, Simon mimicking the gesture Jace had previously made. He raised his eyebrows questioningly as Jace narrowed his eyes. “What is the name of Chewbacca’s home planet?” Simon’s eyes widened. He was definitely not expecting a Star Wars quiz to come from this conversation.

“Kashyyyk. With three y’s.” Jace nodded, accepting that answer. Simon noticed that his hands were nowhere near his computer either. “Did you know that? How?” Jace laughed, turning his computer slightly to show Simon the wall of his bedroom. Simon gasped slightly when he saw a movie poster for A New Hope plastered on his wall. Jace quickly turned his computer back to him, licking his lips once more.

“You tell anyone about that, I will deny it. Only my siblings know that I’ve seen Star Wars. I have a reputation to keep, you know?” Simon nodded, feeling a lot more attraction towards Jace than he originally did. At the mention of siblings, a light bulb flashed over his head.

“Jace.” The other man tilted his head as Simon burst into laughter. “I’m sorry but are you Isabelle Lightwood’s brother?” Jace’s eyes widened and Simon would have laughed harder if the other man didn’t look so scared. Simon turned the laptop to face the sleeping redhead next to him. Jace leaned closer to his laptop, chuckling softly at the sleeping form.

“Is that… Clary?” Simon nodded as he turned the camera back toward himself. “You’re the Simon. The one who introduced Isabelle and Clary.” He nodded proudly, letting his eyes linger on the smile on Jace’s lips.

“You should smile more often.” Simon stated, smiling back at Jace. “Clary said the first time she met you, you just smirked a lot and she assumed you were a giant douchebag.” Jace let out a laugh and but his lip again, seemingly embarrassed by how much Simon was making him smile. “Sorry, I’ve been working on the fact I have no filter…” He blushed, the smile not leaving his lips.

“It’s cute, don’t worry,” Jace replied, the blush on his cheeks darkening at the words. He glanced at the time and sighed, looking back up at Jace.

“I should probably…” Simon made a noncommittal gesture behind him. “Clary and I are…” He trailed off as Jace laughed softly.

“You have to be up early for brunch with Isabelle and her brothers.” Simon nodded, slowly realizing who he was intended to have brunch with. They both laughed, neither of them making a move to shut their computers. “I will see you tomorrow, Simon.” The smile stayed on Simon’s face as he closed to laptop. He couldn’t wait for brunch tomorrow.