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[ She's sorry Jace, were you talking? Because Clary may have been a little distracted by you being half naked for a moment. ]

Um. [ Blushing a little as she picks up her bundle of clothes. She's not that confident, she'll dress in the bathroom. ] Yeah, that sounds good. I'll just --.

[ Hurrying away to have a cold shower or something. ]

[ He really does love to watch her blush, and he loves it even more when he's the one making it happen. But in an attempt to be tactful, he doesn't comment, and he even turns his smirk away before she catches him. ]

Enjoy your shower!

[ He pulls on a pair of jeans he picked up cheap and climbs into a hoodie, skipping out on the t-shirt since they'll be taking it off again later, and sets to work in the kitchen, cracking some eggs into a bowl and mixing in milk, tipping the whole lot into a pan. It doesn't take long, and he's got it served and ready with the last of the coffee before she's left the bathroom. ]

[ She comes back wearing leggings and a really over-large checked shirt, hair pulled into a pony tail and a wide smile on her face. ]

You're seriously the housewife in this relationship, aren't you? [ Ooh, coffee. She makes a beeline for that as she sits. ]

[ Laughing, he pushes it closer, followed by the plate, and plonks himself down at the breakfast bar after leaving the pan to soak. ]

I hope you don't want babies, I don't plan on ruining my beautiful figure anytime soon. But it's probably safer if I'm the one cooking.

[ Laughing at him then. ] Oh no, don't worry, you can dodge that bullet.

[ Even if the idea of Jace holding a fat and adorable baby is appealing they're too young to even think about it. ]

A girl who's not in a rush to get married and have babies, I'm incredibly lucky. [ Maybe one day, but they're definitely far too young and with plenty to keep them busy.

He shovels the eggs into his mouth as if he's been starved, finishing within minutes to sip his coffee while he waits. ]

[ She's never really understood the ways boys can eat like it's the last mean they're ever going to see so she takes her time with it. ]

This is really good.

[ If it comes into question, it's because he's in a hurry to get out, get back, and get her into bed. Innocently. ]

It might not be a masterpiece, but I am good at breakfast.

[ Finishing up and taking her plate and his to the sink. She rinses the cutlery and washes down the crockery and places them into the draining board before drying her hands. ]

Okay, let's do this thing.

[ She beats him to the dishes, watching her with a raised eyebrow, surprised, because he's usually the one cleaning - well, up to this point, at least. ]

Here. [ He throws a jacket at her, already sliding into his own. ] Ladies first.

[ She just smiles and leaves the apartment, hands in the pockets of her jacket. ]

I wish I had my camera here, I could be taking pictures.

I can get a job, save up enough to get you one.

[ With a shake of her head. ]

No, it's okay. I can always draw the things I want to keep, y'know?

As long as there's a picture of me amongst them.

I can never capture you quite right. [ A soft, thoughtful hint to her voice. ]

No matter how hard I try or how much I try, there's always something missing.

That's because you're supposed to draw me with my clothes on.

[ Laughing as she shoves at him. ]

I'm not drawing nudes of you, Jace.

It was worth a shot.

[ Laughing again as they duck outside and out into the cool streets. ]

Do you want me to draw you naked?

It couldn't hurt to have one in there. You don't make a habit of showing them to everyone, do you? [ Not that he's got anything to hide. ]

Mae looks through my sketchbook occasionally. [ Teasing. ] She probably wouldn't mind.

[ Thoughtfully. ] She's already seen me in nothing but a towel.

And she didn't faint away at the sight?

It's not that hideous to look, is it? Because I work hard to look this good.

[ Laughing. ]

I thought maybe she'd have swooned away, not fainted in fright?