Jace had plenty of scars. He was used to getting hurt when slaying or fighting demons went wrong. So when he entered your room in the Institute with a fresh cut and oozing blood, you knew tonight was one of those instances. Jace quietly sat down on the bed as you hurriedly grabbed your stele and drew a healing rune on him.

Before you could react he brought you closer and kissed you both sweetly and urgently.

"Relax," he hummed low in his throat, "I'm okay." He said, pulling you on top of him.