"Scoot over and share the blankets!"#SleepyJace #IsSleepy #AndCold
“Fuck off and find your own blankets.” Magnus grumbled softly, giving Jace a light kick before shuffling up to give the other more room.
Hours past quickly and morning came, Jace was waking up very slowly. He yawned and stretched out very slowly and lazily, blinking at Magnus and could only offer a sleepy look.
“Sharing a bed with you is just a pain. You’re very demanding.” Magnus murmured quietly, stretching out his limbs.
“Hmm, maybe I am demanding but trust me, many would be in your shoes right now,” he smirked a little and rubbed his eyes.
“Will I get breakfast in bed? Or cuddles? Or both?” he mumbled softly.
Grabbing his pillow, he reached over and hit Jace with it before settling back down.
“Get your own breakfast. There’s a coffee maker in the kitchen.” He didn’t mention the cuddles.
“Hmm, not me, no one can defeat me,” Jace felt the urge to state that then chuckled softly. “Okay, not a bad thing. So...
“You Shadowhunters are always busy. Either killing or getting killed.” Magnus rolled his neck, stretching with another...