I've got a couple of new stories that I'm starting! They're not going to be added to my normal updating list yet, because they're not going to be updated regularly just yet. I wanted to get your feedback, see what you all thought, and of course—I'm still working on my current stories!

So, I hope you guys enjoy this new story!

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters.

"I have a new room mate rule that I want to propose!" Alec Lightwood announced as he pushed open the front door.

"You can't propose a new room mate rule without all the room mates present!" Simon Lewis cried from where he was sitting in the kitchen, his eyes narrowing at the taller man, as though he already knew what Alec was going to say. "Jace and Magnus aren't here!"

"He has a point," Clarissa Fray agreed from the couch, not sounding at all interested.

"You just don't want this rule to pass because it is specific to you!" Alec fired back as he dropped his bag beside the door.

"Ooh!" Clary spun around on the couch, her eyes wide and a grin on her face as she looked between the two of them. "What's going on? I want to know—tell me, tell me!"

"This morning when I was eating my egg white omelette with spinach and tomato on ciabatta—" that got a snort from both Clary and Simon. "—I almost puked it all over the floor because I hear Simon and my sister fucking in the shower." Clary winced and looked over at Simon admonishingly while Alec just narrowed his eyes and continued to glare at the smaller man. "The communal shower. The shower that I shower in!" Alec looked horrified and scrunched up his nose. "So I want to make a rule that there's no sex allowed in the shower."

"What about the fact that we have had to listen to you having sex in the shower multiple times?!" Simon burst out, getting up from where he was sitting at the kitchen table.

"But not with your sister!" Alec shot at him.

"It's still not a good time—knowing that I'm standing there, using my loofa and shit, and you and Magnus had just been sucking each other off in that same spot just a few minutes before!" Simon made a face and Clary let out another laugh, shaking her head as she looked between her two friends.

"Well, you never brought it up before!"

"That's because you weren't trying to make the shower a 'no-sex zone' because you didn't like the idea of sharing before!"

"It's who I'm sharing it with!" Alec cried. "There's something completely unnatural about having sex in the same place where your sister is doing her boyfriend who also happens to be your room mate! Clary—come on," he turned to the red head on the couch, who was watching them both in enraptured interest, her arms resting along the back of the couch with her chin resting on top. "You've got to agree, it's pretty disgusting. What if it was Jon?"

"Oh, don't get me started on Jon," Clary shook her head with a sigh. "I remember walking in on him having sex on our kitchen table when I was fifteen. Talk about unsanitary." Alec's eyes widened in horror and he turned back to Simon.

"You haven't..."

"I haven't—no! Ew! What?!" Simon screwed up his nose and shook his head vigorously. "You think I would have sex on our table?! I'm not some horny teenager!"

"Could've fooled me," Alec grumbled under his breath.

"Hey—"

"Okay!" Clary jumped up from the couch, cutting off whatever rebuttal argument Simon was getting ready and moving to stand between them. "Okay, okay, okay!" She tried to smother her smirk, but she let out a snort of laughter. "Alec, maybe you shouldn't over react, because everyone has sex in that shower and you know it, so chill out. And Simon? Don't be gross—keep your sexual acrobats to a minimum when using the shower because you know we can hear everything that goes on in there through the whole house." Neither of the boys looked happy with her decree, although Simon preened a little at the whole 'sexual acrobats' comment.

"Yo! What's up, party people?!" Came a shout from the doorway as their fourth room mate walked in, looking a little dishevelled but still downright gorgeous. Jace Herondale grinned at the other three in the room and put down his briefcase on the floor beside the door.

"Party people?" Simon raised an eyebrow in surprise, looking between Clary and Alec. "Us?"

"It appears as though he does means us," Clary mused with a thoughtful purse of her lips.

"I know for a fact that you look like the epitome of a 'party person'," Alec grinned as he looked Clary up and down, obviously teasing her night-wear.

"Hey! I'll have you know that there will be some men out there who find this look highly attractive!" Clary shot back at him.

"I think you're attractive no matter what you wear," Jace chimed in.

"There we go!" Clary crowed, holding up her hand as Jace walked past, getting a loud high five.

"He's only saying that because he wants something," Alec said knowingly, narrowing his eyes at his oldest friend, who had hooked his finger in his tie and was loosening it around his neck. Jace narrowed his eyes back at him before relenting and wincing, looking over in Clary's direction. Clary frowned back at him, remote in her hand and poised, ready to continue the show she was watching.

"What do you want?" She groaned.

"Well, I have this work thing tomorrow night, and I totally forgot about it, but it's kind of meant to be this fancy, sit down, dinner and wine sort of shit and I was kinda maybe hoping that you would be my date?" He attempted a charming smile, but was met with a flat look in return from the red head on the couch. "Please? Please, please? You'll be my best friend forever," he sung out with a pout and Clary rolled her eyes.

"I have a wedding tomorrow morning!" She protested.

"So then you'll already be all dressed up and pretty," he wheedled, coming over to the couch and putting on puppy dog eyes, pleading with her. Clary tried to stare him down for a few more seconds before letting out a groan and dropping her head back to the couch, indicating her defeat. "Yes!" Jace jumped up and pumped his fists in the air. Clary glowered at the TV and Jace leaned down to press a kiss to her cheek. "And just for the record, I do think you look attractive, no matter what you wear," he quickly added before he was heading up the stairs to his bedroom. Clary looked down at her outfit—a pair of tiny, plaid sleeping shorts, an oversized white singlet that read 'Show Us Your Tits', which was undoubtedly Jace's, and her thick, red hair was in a braid, thrown over her shoulder.

"Damn right I do!" Clary shouted after him before resuming what she had been watching. Simon was already dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie, and he came over to sit down on the couch, squinting as he tried to make out what she was watching.

"Really? Teen Mom?" He groaned.

"It's a guilty pleasure, okay? It could be worse," Clary shot back at him as she purposefully turned the volume up louder.

"We are choosing something proper to watch when I get back!" Alec warned them over his shoulder as he went down the hallway to where his bedroom was to get out of his work clothes.

"This is proper!" Clary shouted. Alec replied, but it was muffled by the walls between them. Undoubtedly it was insulting, so Clary chose to ignore it, but she knew that when he and Jace returned to the lounge they would take over the television, or at the least—they would negotiate her into watching something that they approved of. Jace was back first, in a pair of grey sweatpants and a white wife beater, and he grabbed a beer from the fridge before joining Simon and Clary on the couch, sitting between Clary and the side. He slung an arm around her shoulders as he made himself comfortable and offered her a sip of beer. Clary took a pull, and then in turn offered it to Simon, who also took a drink before handing it back to Jace. Alec came in, and grabbed his own beer. He crouched down in front of the TV and plugged in one of their hard drives filled with movies.

"What do we feel like tonight?" Alec asked. "Are we in the mood for comedy or action?"

"Teen Mom!" Clary insisted.

"No!" Came a resounding shout from all three boys and Clary pouted, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Magnus would agree with me," she grumbled.

"What trouble are you getting me into?" Asked a sleepy voice from the hallway.

"Oh, look at that! It's Sleeping Beauty," Jace smirked at the very tired looking Magnus Bane, who was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "If, ya know, Sleeping Beauty bathed in fucking buckets of glitter."

"Fuck you, Herondale," Magnus grumbled, pulling the fingers at the golden haired boy as he stumbled into the lounge and fell into the love seat that he always shared with Alec. "I'm still exhausted."

"It's ten at night!" Jace protested.

"Yeah, well, I was up until three this morning, tending to anorexic models who walk around like they have a broomstick up their ass. And then I got to have two hours sleep on the most uncomfortable sofa in the world, before I had to be across the other side of the city at a photo shoot," Magnus's voice was snippy as Alec moved to sit next to him, sliding on arm around his boyfriend. "I only got about an hours sleep before you lot woke me up."

"Hey, I had nothing to do with this!" Clary defended herself.

"No, it was first when Alec came in, getting all up in arms about hearing Izzy and Si fucking in the shower, and then Jace came in and starting being a pest to Clary," Magnus was continuing to complain, even as Alec pulled his boyfriends legs over his own so that he could massage his feet.

"Hey—I was not that loud!" Jace cried.

"That's bullshit—you're always loud!" Magnus retorted.

"Says the man who wore a bright red suit to a wedding!" Jace shot at him.

"You can't silence fashion!" Magnus sounded offended to the core. Jace just shook his head and rolled his eyes, drinking more of his beer as Clary leaned her head against Jace's shoulder, making herself comfortable. "Anyway, what are we watching?" Magnus mumbled, looking up at his boyfriend.

"Well, I asked the question; comedy or action?" Alec looked around at them pointedly.

"Teen Mom!" Clary chanted.

"Aw, were you watching Teen Mom without me?" Magnus pouted at her and Clary shot him a sympathetic smile.

"Okay, I'm just going to make an executive decision and choose Bourne Legacy," Alec said after no one else offered up any ideas.

"Fuck, yeah!" Clary cheered. "Jeremy Renner arm porn!"

"I'm with you there, babe," Magnus smirked, looking more awake as the two of them stretched out to fist bump. Simon got up to turn the lights off and when he came back, Clary was laying down on the sofa, so that her feet were on his lap and her head was resting on Jace's lap, his fingers carding softly through his hair while the other hand was holding his beer. The movie started and the five room mates fell quiet as they watched.

"Oh, shit!" Clary remembered. "Magnus, are you still okay to do my make up tomorrow morning?"

"Yeah, of course."

"You gonna get a touch up done before we go out to dinner?" Jace teased. "So you look all hot on my arm?"

"You keep bugging me about dinner and I'm not going to come," Clary warned him.

"The other option is you could just get a girlfriend instead of these endless one night stands, and then you'll actually have someone to take to these sort of things instead of dragging poor Clary along with you," Magnus said.

"Aw, come on," Jace grinned. "If you can find a girl who is as smart as me, as good looking as me and as funny as me, then I'll give her shot." There was a groan in unison from the rest of the people in the room and Jace just shrugged, turning his eyes back to the TV as his hand rested against the slender dip in Clary's side.

If it wasn't obvious, I'm in love with Jeremy Renner, and more specifically, his arms.

Instead of songs, this time I want to rave about a couple of things I've watched on Netflix. Obviously, there's Jessica Jones. Okay, I know, I know, I'm a total Marvel freak, but it's amazing! I've had a few friends who aren't into Marvel at all who watched and they were in love. The second is a documentary, Hot Girls Wanted. It's kinda...Sad and shit, but it's really good. About girls who get into amateur porn and don't really know what they're getting themselves into. And then Sense8. Ohmygod. Sense8. It is absolutely incredible. I wasn't into it at first, but I stuck with it, and we binged on the whole season in the weekend. It was unlike anything else I've watched, and I definitely recommend.

Oh shit! AND I SAW Captain America: CIVIL WAR LAST WEEKEND! Holy shit. Just as good as I had hoped. Couple of things I was a little iffy on but *sighs dreamily* it was very good. Sebastian Stan and Chris Evans and Jeremy Renner all in one movie makes me very happy :) So if anyone is a Marvel fan and wants to fangirl, don't hold back! Especially if you want to fangirl about Stucky or Sebastian Stan talking in Russian or Wanda, who I absolutely fell in love with in this movie.

But especially Sebastian talking in Russian, that was like a spiritual experience.

Let me know what you think, and I'll send out a preview for a review xx