you'll miss me when you're gone [tmi, simon/camille, nc-17]

^{“You’ll miss me when you’re gone,” she said, licking her lips. Simon leaned close, brushed his lips softly against hers, and said nothing. “The three weeks you’ll have to pass, for your Shadowhunter friends and Magnus, you will—“}

^{“I know, Camille,” he whispered, smelling the scent of grapes and apple from her soft golden hair, pulling her close. “I know.”}