Hello! Hope you having a good day! Just to ask, if you still do saphael prompts can you do one with Simon as a shadowhunter? Please? It'll make my day!
Hey anon, sorry this took me a while to get to. It’s not much and I’m really not pleased with the one it turned out but I tried and maybe I will do a follow-up to this, a part two. The idea of shadowhunter Simon didn’t feel right to me personally but yeah I tried. So i hope you like it?
“You’re far from the Institute shadowhunter” The voice startled Simon in the dark alley way.
“Raphael Santiago, didn’t expect to see you here” Simon said and turned to the other man.
Raphael raised his eyebrow, the glow from the street light illuminating his features “you really didn’t expect to find me here, especially after you’ve been lurking around the night children’s territory for the entire night?”
Simon gaped, lost for words as he was back up to the wall by the clan leader of the New York City vampires. “So tell me why you’re here”
Simon opened and closed his mouth several times, searching for the right words or word to be exact, stakeout. Mundanes were turning up dead around the city, vampires were the cause, as head of the Institute Victor Aldetree had appointed Simon to stake out the Hotel DuMort.
“Listen I’m just doing my job, mundanes are disappearing and then turning up drained of blood, you look like a smart guy, do the math” Simon held up his hand in surrender.
“My people are dying out as twice as fast as the mundanes angel, but you don’t see me pointing fingers at you shadowhunters” Raphael snarled, Simon’s eyes focused his fang. “Get out of here”
Simon didn’t know why he laid awake that night and thought of Raphael. His stony expression and dark eyes.
And so Simon returned the next night, he stood in the stillness of the dark night. The only light filtering through came from the twitching street lamp.
“Do you have a death wish?” Simon’s felt Raphael’s breath ghosted over his skin.
“Raphael” Simon squeaked out.
Raphael chuckled lightly at the sound Simon made “you’re the worst shadowhunter ever”
Simon frowed and walked away, it was bad enough that he heard that among the hushed whispers of his peers, a downworlder was throwing it in his face.
Simon didn’t go back to the Hotel DuMort for the stakeout the following night or the following week. He didn’t care that Aldertree bitched none stop.
Simon was strolling around the outside of the Institute as he often did when the air inside felt too thick, hard to breath and he felt like he couldn’t think.
“buenas noches angel”
Raphael Santiago stood before him with a smirk “it’s been a while since I’ve seen you lurking around where you don’t belong”
“I was following orders” Simon mumbled as the vampire drew closer, his heart racing but not out of fear.
Raphael leaned so close to Simon’s ear his lips brushed the skin as he spoke “your shoe laces are untied” he whispered and vanished through the night.
Simon had a love hate relationship with Huntersmoon. He love being around the downworlders. Some of them however, didn’t like a too friendly shadowhunter.
“I’m starting to think that you’re stalking me” That voice, the low accent, the cool and calmness, Simon would anywhere.
“Raphael, amigo, what’s up” Simon grinned and turned to the vampire.
Raphael scrowled at Simon’s cheery expression and turned to the bartender. “One bloody mary and whatever he wants”
“You’re buying me a drink?” Simon asked with a crooked smile.
“Yes, I think I’ll be seeing you around more often, we might as well get to know each other”