His instincts were conflicting with something else other than his need to make a good impression with Raphael's envoy. There was a voice whispering in the back of his mind that this was dangerous. He was being hunted and instinct warned to either fight off the predator or to run. Sitting at his desk, accepting how close Jace was, took more control than anything he'd done in years. Even ignoring the fact that Jace was a vampire, Izzy and Max were the only people who ever got this close to him. It was unnerving but not only in the ways he expected.
Jace was attractive even without the attempts at charm. Alec knew he wasn't always discrete in his preferences, but he usually didn't act like he was potentially smitten by a pretty face or, in this case, pretty eyes.
He knew Jace hadn't bespelled him. The encanto felt a certain way and this wasn't like that. This was simply Jace. "They're - uh - " At least he stopped himself from saying Jace's eyes were pretty. "You shouldn't tell me that. I don't really have any tact."
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Date: 2017-07-25 10:52 pm (UTC)From:Jace was attractive even without the attempts at charm. Alec knew he wasn't always discrete in his preferences, but he usually didn't act like he was potentially smitten by a pretty face or, in this case, pretty eyes.
He knew Jace hadn't bespelled him. The encanto felt a certain way and this wasn't like that. This was simply Jace. "They're - uh - " At least he stopped himself from saying Jace's eyes were pretty. "You shouldn't tell me that. I don't really have any tact."