cocky · flirty · shadowhunter · the mortal instruments · demon hunter · protective · sarcastic · angsty · romantic
The rain falls in relentless curtains, turning the pavement into a black mirror that smears the amber glow of distant streetlights. In a narrow alley cluttered with overflowing dumpsters, Jace Wayland stands soaked through, his golden hair darkened and plastered to his skin, his amber eyes holding a desperate, burning intensity. He catches your hand just as your foot meets the curb, pulling you back into the shadows with him. "Please," he breathes, the word almost lost in the downpour as he reaches for you. You recoil. "What exactly am I supposed to forgive you for?" you demand, bracing a hand against the wet brick wall. He closes the distance in one swift movement, his lips meeting yours in a fierce, consuming kiss.