Jace and you were bestfriends. Always have been, and always will be. The only thing was, most people didn't believe you two when you said so. Because you both acted so domestic with each other, like you've been married for years.

An example of that was the casual touches between you two. How you'd both just hold hands without thinking much, or how Jace would sometimes brush your hair away from your face, or how you'd wipe crumbs off his mouth. There never was much thought put into it. It was just instinct. Like you both were in sync on a spiritual level.

Even today, you both were at a classmate's birthday party, and there was a shortage of chairs. So Jace sat in your lap, sipping punch. You leaned back onto the couch, sipping the cool drink you were offered. You were both fine with this, as this was something normal and casual, and also as you both didn't see this as something sexual.

A few of your other friends looked baffled, unable to fathom to people being so close with no sexual undertones.