The title says it all.
In this book I will write preferences and the occasional imagine about:
- Jace
- Alec
- Simon
- Magnus
- Raphael
Recently added:
- Clary
- Isabelle
- Maia
- Jordan
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When you and Raphael called it quits, he had never been more depressed in his life.
He really had thought the two of you were it and that you would stay together till you both perished, and he had been certain you had felt the same.
But alas, here he was in a club full of mundanes dancing while under the influence.
This was not even his scene, but when he had heard from Clary that you were going to be here he just knew he had to come.
He had been standing at the bar for around 30 minutes with an untouched drink in his hand when his gaze finally found you.
He downed his drink, and slammed it down on the bar top, ignoring the girl by the bar that had been trying to get his attention all night, his gaze locked on you as he moved through the club.
He stopped dead in his tracks however when he saw you loop your arms around the neck of a tall stranger.
You threw your head back, you hair cascading down your back as you laughed at something he had whispered into your ear.
Raphael saw red when the guy wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you up flush to his chest.
He felt his heart shattering all over again, he had really thought the two of you would be able to work through your differences and make up, that the break up had only been temporary.
Raphael could feel a hand land on his shoulder, and this time when the girl from before smiled at him he returned her smile, dead set on forgetting about you.
....
You had never regretted anything in life as much as you regretted ending things with Raphael.
It was stupid really, you had told yourself the two of you would never last with him being a vampire and living forever, and with you being a shadowhunter doomed to die before reaching a hundred.
All you wanted to do was to forget so that's why you were a bit too buzzed for your own good and in the arms of a handsome stranger.
At first he had made you forget, he was not Raphael but he made you smile and laugh, and that was enough for the moment.
"I love this song, let's dance" you yelled over the music as the weeknds starboy began to play over the speakers.
Clary giggled as you grabbed the man's hand and dragged him with you out on the dance floor.
You smiled up at the blond as he pulled you in by the waist and the two of you began to dance to the beat of the song.
You could feel his breath on your neck as he reached down to press his lips down in the crock of your neck, his arms encasing you as he pulled you closer to him.
You bit down on your bottom lip as your fingers tugged on his silky locks, feeling a little scandalous.
You tilted your head to the side to give him more access and your eyes fluttered open momentarily, only to spot the dark haired vampire across the club.
Your eyes widened when you saw him tangled up on the dance floor with a petite brunette.
You felt your body go cold when the girl reached a hand out to grab his bicep, and leaned up on her toes to whisper something in his ear, which you could only assume was suggestive given the cheeky smile on her lips.
You saw Raphael reach out to grab her hand like you had done to the stranger still holding you just a few minutes ago.
He suddenly turned to look over his shoulder, his gaze immediately meeting yours.
It felt as if an eternity passed as the two of you stared at each other, before Raphael turned his back to you and led the girl to towards the exit.
You felt your heart shatter when you saw the pair leave together, suddenly feeling empty beyond belief.
A/N I listened to this song on repeat while writing this, I'm still pissed off at The Weeknd tho, my best friend and I had tickets to watch him in Manchester next year only for him to cancel it all, we had such good seats and everything.
