Holiday Fic Fest: Under the Mistletoe
Requested by @gayclarys: 3 times Clary wished Maia kissed her and the one time she did (ft mistletoe)
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“Do you want to build a snow man?”
“What?” Maia asked, her eyes flickering to Clary’s.
“Do you want to go out and play?” Clary didn’t try to contain her smile. It was the first snow day in December and her list of friends were limited to Alec and Maia with Jace and Izzy being away in Idris and Simon, well vampires and daylight didn’t go hand in hand. Clary sat in front of Maia in a booth at the Jade Wolf drinking a cup of hot cocoa insisted on making.
“No” Maia shook her head. She wanted to read, though she and Clary were on friendlier terms she’d rather a good book to a shadowhunter.
“Please” Clary pouted, this had to work. It was her best move.
“No”
Clary frowned and continued to sip on her cocoa. Maybe she would have been better off asking Alec. Magnus would have probably portalled them to the North Pole.
“You’re moping” Maia commented without looking up from her book.
“I’m not” Clary protested, though she knew for a fact that she was moping.
“Okay, let’s go” Maia sighed and closed her book. -
It was a pretty sight, the streets were practically empty, everything was covered in snow. It reminded Clary of the powdered sugar muffins her mother used to make on Sunday mornings.
“We’re going to build a snowman” Clary forced a smiled to rid the thought and hooked her arm with Maia’s and hauled her through the city to the closest park.
Clary was surprisingly bad at building snowman. She’d realized years ago it was Simon that did all the hard work while she picked out the cute buttons to put in him. With Maia, however, it was every woman for herself, and she was clearly winning their nonexistent competition.
Maia folded her arm and admired her handy work, while Clary stooped down behind her and scooped up a handful of snow, Clary rounded it out into a perfect ball and aimed it at Maia. She hadn’t expected Maia to turn around and be smacked in the face with the snow ball, nor did she expect Maia to chase after her.
“I’m sorry” Clary squealed as she fell on her back in the snow. Maia right on top of her.
Maia had Clary’s hands pinned to her side, they were both panting heavily from running. Clary’s heart raced from how close they were, lips barely apart.
Clary’s eyes flickered from Maia’s eyes to her lips. Clary wondered how’d it feel to kiss Maia and hoped that maybe Maia was wondering what it’d feel like to kiss her.
Clary’s eyes shut momentarily. Everything felt frozen, even time and then Maia’s loosened her hold and got up “you’re buying coffee”
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