mist-spelt
mist-spelt:

In between one step and another she saw a white spark struck off something on the floor: It was the knife Jace had been using to cut apples, lying on its side. She jerked hastily back to avoid stepping on it, and her shoulder bumped his—he put a hand out to steady her, just as she turned to apologize, and then she was somehow in the circle of his arm and he was kissing her.
Heart brush: http://yanagi-san.deviantart.com/art/Yanagi-Love-Brushes-32178317
The Mortal Instruments belongs to Cassandra Clare!

I ship it

mist-spelt:

In between one step and another she saw a white spark struck off something on the floor: It was the knife Jace had been using to cut apples, lying on its side. She jerked hastily back to avoid stepping on it, and her shoulder bumped his—he put a hand out to steady her, just as she turned to apologize, and then she was somehow in the circle of his arm and he was kissing her.


Heart brush: http://yanagi-san.deviantart.com/art/Yanagi-Love-Brushes-32178317

The Mortal Instruments belongs to Cassandra Clare!

I ship it