'13. stroking hair' for jimon?x
a/n: unedited⦠I donāt know if I like this as much, but I said 15 minutes, soā¦. I hope you enjoy!
send me a prompt and Iāll write a 15 minute drabble!
The room was dark and warm, and Jace was less-than-focused on the āhorrorā movie that Simon picked out. Apparently, Simon and Clary had watched it together when they were young and had found it terrifying, but when your entire life could be construed as a mundane horror movie, it was underwhelming.
Jace was stretched out across the couch, his head resting in Simonās lap. He was relaxed, it had been a long day, and Simon was running his fingers through his hair - Jace wasnāt used to this degree of gentleness. He felt his lips curl into the smallest of smiles and his eyes closed of their own accord.
The next thing Jace knew, the end credits were playing and Simon was laughing softly above him. āYou fell asleep,ā he pointed out, his hand still stroking Jaceās hair.
āI did,ā Jace replied. āWere there any nightmares?ā Since heād died and been brought back, nightmares had plagued him nearly every time he slept. Simon was the only one he trusted with this information, and he hadnāt shared it with anyone.
āNope,ā Simon answered. āYou slept like a baby.ā
Jace didnāt say anything for a moment, thinking about the best way to phrase what he wanted to say. He wanted it to sound like he was joking, so that Simon wouldnāt be freaked out. āMaybe I should sleep with you every night,ā he settled on, forcing a cocky grin onto his face.
āIf you think it would help, I would sleep with you every single night,ā Simon said, completely sincere. He smiled at Jaceās confusion - he hadnāt expected Simon to agree. āI mean it,ā Simon told him before leaning down and pressing his lips to Jaceās forehead, a gesture that meant more to Jace than heād ever admit.















