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𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄
be with someone who brings out the misha in you

A FEW WEEKS LATER:

"JACE! I swear to God!" Stiles yelled, running through the institute, skidding around corners, and almost bulldozing over a dozen Shadowhunters in the process. "I will find you and I will tear your eyeballs out of your pretty little head!"

Hs gripped the railing on the stairs and jumped over them, landing on his feet before running pass Clary and Izzy who were sitting at a table. Their hands were merely an inch away from one another, and they both had their eyes focused on each other's lips.

"Just kiss already!" He shouted over his shoulder before running down the hall where Jaces' bedroom is. "Jace!" He tried to turn on the knob, but it was locked so he resulted in banging on the door harshly.

"I didn't do it!" Jace exclaimed from the other side of the door.

"Liar!" Stiles shouted, shaking his head. "Simon told me!"

"Simon?" Jace questioned and Stiles heard the confusion in his voice. "He—" he took in a slow breath, "I'm gonna kill him."

Realization hit Stiles as he sighed and ran a hand down his face. "He took them, didn't he?"

"Yup. So, I can come out of my room and you won't kill me?"

"Yeah."

"Good." The door opened and out came a tentive Jace with a small smile. "Let's find Simon, yeah?"

"Yeah." They did a handshake that they came up, multiple fingers guns and high-fives which the others call stupid, but it just showed how far Jace and Stiles have come from their first meeting.

They then ventured out to find the nerdy vampire who had took Stiles' stash of candy.

"Simon!" The Stilinski — he still considered himself one even though Noah wasn't his real father — shouted as he spotted Simon in a corner, munching on skittles. The other boy froze, hand to mouth, his eyes wide as he looked up at his best friend. Stiles jumped onto him before he could get away. "Why'd you still my candy, man?"

"Because Jace ate all of mine," he stated, quickly stuffing a handful of Skittles into his mouth. "He said that I go crazy when I have too much candy, so he took them and ate them all in front of me."

"Wow, Jace. I knew you were ruthless but stealing someone else's candy..." Stiles shook his head, tsking. He then turned back to Simon. "You can have my skittles this time, Simon, but you're buying me more next time we go into town."

Simon nodded, holding the skittles closer to him, the bag already half empty.

Stiles looked between Jace and Simon before patting them both on their backs, watching them hug it out. He nodded in satisfaction and walked away.

As he walked around the corner, a smirk blossomed on his face at the sight of his sister and Izzy kissing passionately.

He let out a whistle. "About time," he mused and smiled at them as Clary tried to pull away, but Izzye pulled her in closer, making the redhead moan. His eyes widened and he quickly scurried to his shared room with Alec. "I'm back!" He announced and turned around to see a shirtless Alec Lightwood who was about to pull a shirt over his head. "Keep that shirt off, mister," he demanded as he closed and locked the door behind him. He turned back around to face his boyfriend, his heart pounding, but not in fear, in excitement. His mouth was basically watering at the sight of his handsome boyfriend.

"Okay," Alec teased before walking towards Stiles and planting a kiss on his lips. "I heard yelling. I guess you found your candy."

"Yeah. Simon had it." Stiles nodded before gripping the back of his neck and bringing him closer. "Right now, the candy doesn't matter to me. Your shirtless body is what matters now."

"Mhmm." Alec licked his lips before biting on Stiles' bottom lip. "Good thing you locked the door because we're about to make a lot of noise. Does that sound like a good idea to you?"

"It does." Stiles nodded before Alec threw him onto the bed.


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THE END !!!

we have finally made it to the end of this book. it was a short book but it was still so much fun to write/rewrite. i hope you guys enjoyed it as much as i do

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