Jace Herondale | The Mortal Instruments (hatesbergamot) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2017-01-07 17:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !log, ~2017 january, ~25 points, ~~~jace herondale (hatesbergamot) |
WHO: Jace Herondale and Clary Fray
WHAT: Hanging out
WHEN: Saturday afternoon
WHERE: Their place
WARNINGS: TBD
STATUS: Closed/Ongoing
Ever since he'd had his memories returned, Jace was feeling much happier. Clary had changed something in him, brought out a part of him that he'd always hidden. With her it was okay to be sensitive. With her, it was okay to feel. With her, love strengthened him instead of weakened him. When he was around her, things were as they were supposed to be. The world made sense. Life was good. And he knew that he was exactly where he was supposed to be.
Everything he'd ever craved in the deepest depths of his soul, he'd found when he'd fallen in love with Clary.
He'd been out today at the gym as usual, training. He couldn't let himself get out of practice, even if Madison Valley's gym wasn't exactly like the training center they had at the Institute. It was good enough, especially since he had a ridiculous amount of skill to start with.
On the way home, he stopped by the Mexican restaurant and picked up food for himself and Clary. Coming inside with the bag in his hand, he sat it on the table.
"Clary? You around?" He called.