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“Mmmm, flavored?” he says as he pulls away, smacking his lips as if to further investigate the glossy residue stuck to his lips.

“Yes, that one is vanilla. He seems like a pretty happy ghost. I think about how much you like animals and how much they love you, because of course they do. Why were they chasing you?

“Bronzer, so this goes here?” he sucks in his cheeks and copies the swiping motion with his finger.

It’s not fair.” His blush prone cheeks blend very nicely with the bronzer you just applied and he mirrors you by gently taking your chin between his thumb and pointer finger, pulling you into a short sweet kiss. You give up and begin looking in your makeup bag for your mini handheld mirror, you’d have to make do now that your boyfriend made it his mission to make things harder.
He grabs your wrists in one hand with a swift motion and the small handle held mirror with his other hand “I’ll help!” he says laughing and letting go of your wrist to hold the tiny mirror with both hands in front of you.
“There you go, see?

I’m still mad at you, and I don’t feel good about that.

Cassandra Clare

[written for Theresa]

Dear Clary,

You said you wanted me to write you a letter for your birthday, so here I am, writing that letter. As he’s inspecting all the items he comes across the two faced lip injection and of course he puts it on.

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Because no matter what we are facing, we are still us, Jace and Clary. Just five more minutes!” you swear, quickly turning back to the mirror, furiously curling your lashes. Not if you did necromancy. Here’s what I’m angry about: when you brought Livvy back, you changed yourself. Your heart does a leap and you turn, reaching him in two steps and wrapping your arms around his waist burying your face into his chest.

At first I thought that maybe you weren’t serious. Just because she wants his forgiveness doesn’t mean he’s ready to forgive. But now I’m just someone else with secrets I can never tell. Maybe if I could forget, I could forgive. You flash a smile at the reflection of your shirtless boyfriend as he enters the bathroom and he returns a sleepy one of his own.

You probably couldn’t even see him.