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Simon was jolted out of a deep sleep, familiar screams echoing through the apartment.
Jace.
He scrambled out of bed, knowing exactly what was wrong and rubbing the sleep from his eyes before going to check on Jace
He opened the door to Jace's room, seeing a terrified looking Jace, sat up with his chest to his knees. Simon's heart ached for the boy, he looked a lot younger, his eyes unfocused, face blank and trapped in thought, as Simon crossed the small room, sitting next to Jace without a single word and just pulling him to his chest.
The blonde tensed, but eventually relaxed into the embrace, wrapping his arms around the vampire and hugging him so tightly that Simon thanked whatever God that might be out there that he no longer needed to breathe.
Simon didn't let go until after the soft sobs stopped, the boy quit shaking in his arms and stopped clinging to him for dear life.
“Balcony?..”
Jace said, getting up and putting on a too big grey t-shirt. Simon understood, nodding and getting up as well.
“Balcony.”
He smiled a soft smile, the boy returned it but just barely, making the vampire want to kiss the sadness tainting that beautiful smile right off of him.
His unruly blonde locks framed his face, he looked thinner, the sweater that used to cling to him now hung off his shoulders, making him look even smaller. The dark circles under his eyes grew darker, making the pale skin look bruised.
The vampire felt concern bubbling in his chest and questions about to escape his lips, but he knew it would only make things worse.
So he kissed Jace's cheek, feeling the bone a little too prominently against his lips and made a mental note to make breakfast for him later as he walked to the kitchen.
Grabbing two of Magnus’ fancy tea cups, he decided on chamomile and lavender tea, putting the kettle on and humming softly as he waited for the water to heat up.
“What’re you doing?”
Simon looked up at Jace, who gave him a puzzled look, a blush still high on his cheeks from the kiss Simon had placed there.
“Making tea, here.”
Simon shrugged off his hoodie, wrapping it around Jace's shoulders and shushing him before he could protest.
“You're still half human, you'll get sick if you don't wear a jacket- you and I both know how cold the mornings are.”
Jace scowled, but said nothing else, zipping the hoodie and putting the hood up.
After a couple minutes of silence, the kettle whistled. Simon immediately turned off the stove and poured the scalding hot water into two cups and setting a teaspoon on each saucer.
“Honey.”
Simon looked up confused, eyebrow raised and Jace just rolled his eyes, grabbing a small jar of honey from the counter.
“I take my tea with honey..”
“Oh…”
Jace shook his head, a pair of slippers on his feet-they belonged to Simon first, but Jace had pretty much taken them as his own at this point- as he snuck out with the jar to the balcony and the vampire followed.
They sat together is silence, Simon relaxed, legs stretched out and sipping his scalding tea.
The only sounds were Jace stirring two spoonfuls of honey into his cup before it went back to silent sips and Jace curled up on the chair, legs folded up and looking over the view of New York.
Magnus’ apartment honestly had one of the best views, you could see the endless city lights, the deep sapphire sky as the sun began to rise and well, only Magnus’ balcony had the view of Jace, first thing in the morning with messy hair, wearing Simon's hoodie and sipping tea with tired eyes that stared into the distance, lost in thought.
He was beautiful, it was a rare moment where the cockiness and signature smirk was gone. His face held no trace of the false egotistical persona he often projected, leaving the real, raw Jace sat before Simon.
And it was breathtaking.
Simon looked at him, honey brown eyes full of adoration and warmth for the boy. Jace, on the other hand was lost in his thoughts, replaying the gruesome scenes that were his nightmares. Eyes unfocused, lost in a dissociative haze. By the time he snapped out of it, he'd finished his tea. He was warm now, looking to Simon with a grateful smile that made the vampire’s heart warm.
“Thanks Simon, for everything.”
Jace murmured, his voice soft and full of exhaustion. Nightmares always made him tired. He messed with his hair, brushing a stray lock from his eyes and putting his cup in the sink. Having Simon there helped, he hated being alone after a nightmare and Simon, being the intuitive little shit he was, had picked up on this.
By now, he knew how calm Jace down in a matter of minutes. Simon said nothing, just ruffled Jace's hair and took their cups, washing and putting them away.
Jace returned to his room, Simon following behind.
Simon's messy brown hair and kind eyes entranced Jace, he'd never been looked at like that by someone. Like he was...Loved. he could tell, they both had feelings that neither of them were speaking about, but he needed rest before he even thought about that.
He laid in bed, pulling Simon by the hand in behind him. The only person who knew he liked being held was Simon, the first time he'd asked, he had expected Simon to laugh. But he hadn't, he had just laid down beside him and held him with the sweetest smile on his face.
Simon's arms pulled him close, as Jace pulled the blankets over them and laid his head on Simon's chest. He heard no heartbeat, but that didn't bother him, no the sound of Simon's steady breathing was calming enough on its own.
“Night Simon..”
He felt fingers in his hair, his weakness. Jace melted into Simon, a sweet sense of calm overtaking him.
Simon whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to his hairline.
“Goodnight Jace, sleep well.”
•
Later that day, Magnus woke up in the arms of his lover, the slip of silk sheets against his caramel skin. He opened his eyes, smiling as he saw the beautiful shadowhunter, his Alexander asleep and tucked into him so sweetly.
He pressed a kiss to his lover's lips, before detangling himself from the cage of his embrace. He slipped his favorite black silk robe on, he would just walk around naked, if not for the other shadowhunter boy and the vampire he'd taken in.
He chuckled to himself, remembering the time he'd forgotten he now had roommates and given them the shock of their lives.
Tying the belt of his robe, Magnus walked to the kitchen, making himself a cup of coffee and one for Alec.
Both cups in hand, he walked back towards the bedroom, noticing Jace's door was open. Magnus knew better, but his curiosity got the best of him and as he poked his head in his heart melted.
His two boys, arms and legs tangled together and asleep peacefully. He smiled so wide it hurt, his heart feeling full as he silently closed the door and returned to his room, to his Alexander.