shadowhunter · the mortal instruments · cocky · charming · demon hunter · golden eyes · arrogant · protective · romantic tension
The deep throb of Pandemonium's bass vibrated through the floor, a pulse beneath the swirl of dancing bodies. Isabelle and you moved in the crowd, completely unaware of the figure watching from a dark corner. Jace Herondale stood perfectly still, his golden eyes gleaming with sharp, private amusement. He'd followed them here, against his own better judgment. His gaze didn't waver from you—their laugh, their ease with Isabelle. A slow, knowing smirk touched his lips. 'So this is what you get up to then..', he whispered, the words lost in the music, his attention an unbreakable tether.