“What the hell happened to you?!” Jace said as Alec carried you bridal style into the institute.
“Don’t get your panties in a twist princess it’s just a scratch.” You said despite letting out a grunt as Alec shifted you in arms.
You had a hand pressed to your ribs as blood steadily poured from the “scratch” inflicted by a lesser demon. It was supposed to be a routine patrol, you and Alec making sure peace was being kept in the city, but that all went to shit once you stumbled upon a nest of demons. Thing’s had actually gone quite smoothly until one had gotten in a good shot to your ribs and you were down for the count.
“I already put an iratze on it Jace, she’ll be fine.” Alec said stonily as he carried you into the infirmary. He set you gently on a table and bean moving around to get proper equipment to ease the pain.
Jace came to sit next to you and grasped your hand tightly. Alec came over and removed your hand to clean the wound. You hissed and squeezed Jace’s hand.
The next few minutes were agonizing as your wound closed steadily but surely and Alec did his best to minimize the pain, all the while Jace holding you hand.
“Alright, you should be okay now.” Alec said after a few tense moments, “You’ll be sore, but nothing to terrible.” He picked up the few supplies he used and went to clean them, leaving you and Jace alone.
“Is your hand still alive?” You said jokingly, wincing slightly.
“My hand will be fine.” He replied gruffly.
You quirked your eyebrow, “But your attitude? Not so much it seems.”
He rolled his eyes and moved his hand from your grasp and he leaned back in the chair he was seated in, “Sorry I don’t find humor in you being hurt.”
You scoffed and moved into a sitting position, “Okay Wayland, what crawled up your ass and died? It was a little scratch, I wasn’t dying or anything so you can chill out.”
He glared at you for a second before letting out a sigh, “You’re right, I’m sorry I’m being a dick.”
“Yeah, you are,” you said, but your words held only teasing.
You nudged him with your foot, “Make yourself jerk-zilla and get me some pain meds.” ‘
He was quick to get up and retrieved something that looked like Lidocaine, but you didn’t protest and knocked a pill back.
“I was just worried about you,” Jace said softly, “I worry about you all the time (y/n).”
You softened some under the weight of his words and squeezed his shoulder, “I know Jace I worry about you too, but I can take care of myself.”
“You don’t always have to…” he trailed off as he locked eyes with you.
Your breath left you as a reply died on your tongue and, before you could even comprehend what was happening, his lips met yours. His hands coming up to cup your face and he angled his mouth to fit yours perfectly.
“Can you uh do that somewhere else?” Alec said suddenly from the other side of the room.
You jumped away from Jace like you had been burned, but he still had his hands on you.
“Ah sorry Alec, we’ll just uh go?” You said, mostly to Jace.
He gave you a cheeky smile, “Already trying to get me into bed (y/n)! Scandalous!”
You gaped at him as he laughed.
“You jerk! I have no idea why I’m in love with you.”
The laugh died on his lips abruptly and he gave you a breathless smile. “I love you too.”
Your cheeks flamed as he pinned you with a gaze that left you in a daze.
“Okay, but seriously I need to clean these and I would rather not witness this rom-com right now.”
“Omg it is sooooooo unrealistic that none of the main characters from tmi died like these people battle demons every day for years and have lived through a war without getting so much as a disability sorry Cassie but I am calling bullshit on your plot.”
*imagines Alec being killed in the war before he got back together with Magnus and Isabelle crying by his coffin and Jace’s parabatai rune fading to nothing but a white scar and Magnus going to join his father in the void because god, life just doesn’t mean anything without him and now there are tears on my screen*
“Cassie I am sorry I didn’t mean it please no thank you so much no sequel please you are perfect don’t hurt me no”