You know what I am. I'm part demon, Clary. Part demon. You understood that much, didn't you? You saw what Valentine was trying to do. He used demon blood--used it on me before I was even born. I'm part monster.
But warlocks are part demon. Like Magnus. It doesn't make them evil--
Not part Greater Demon. You heard what the demon woman said.
*voice trembling* It's not true. It can't be. It doesn't make sense--
But it does. It explains everything.
You mean it explains why you're such an amazing Shadowhunter? Why you're loyal and fearless and honest and everything demons aren't?
It explains... why I feel the way I do about you.
What do you mean?
...You're my sister. My sister, my blood, my family. I should want to protect you *laughs without any humor* To protect you from the sort of boys who want to do with you exactly what I want to do.
*breath gets caught* You said you just wanted to be my brother from now on.
I lied. Demons lie, Clary. You know, there are some kinds of wounds you can get when you're a Shadowhunter-- internal injuries from demon poison. You don't even know what's wrong with you, but you're bleeding to death slowly inside. That's what it's like, just being your brother.
I had to try. And I did. But God knows, I don't want anyone but you. I don't even want to want anyone but you... *brushes her cheek* Now at least I know why.
*voice sinking to a whisper* I don't want anyone but you, either.
*leans himself on his elbows, looking down at her with an expression Clary had never seen before. It was almost deadly light in his eyes as he trailed his fingers down her cheek to her lips, outlining the shape of her mouth with the tip of a finger* You should probably tell me not to do this.
*bending down, he had his lips against her cheek, brushing it lightly--sending shivers down Clary's spine* If you want me to stop, tell me now. *brushes his mouth against the hollow of her temple* Or now. *tracing the line of her cheekbone, lips now against hers* Or--
*reaches up and pulls him down on her, having the rest of his words lost against her mouth*
fFJDHFKSDFDSHK MY OTP. MY SHIP. I SOB HAPPILY