The wedding kiss

A\N: This is another story but this one is a twist to the Malec kiss in 1x12. What if Alec kissed Clary and Clary kissed him back? What if it was Clary Alec loved?

I've got a few more Calec stores and I'm sure that I'll have more after Halloween. I love Calec together.

Have a good Sundays and enjoy, my Angels.

He can't breathe, he can't think, he can't do anything with her green eyes looking at him with a smile on her face only a few feet away from him. He loves her, he loves everything about her:

He loves how she can sit and draw for hours and hours, getting lost inside her own head.

He loves how she can already put him on his ass after only being a Shadowhunter for a few months.

He loves how she was willing to risk being turned into a vampire to save her mundane friend.

He loves how she made the hard choice of choosing to bring her best friend back as a vampire just so she could have him in her life.

He loves the girl who was once a pain in his ass.

He looks at Lydia. The woman he's about to marry for the sake of his family. "Alec," Lydia says, placing her hand on his cheek. "Go to her, be with her. You deserve to be happy." She says, Alec looks at Lydia and sees relief in her eyes. "I'll be fine, go." With that, Alec steps off the dias, walks a few feet to where Clary is sitting, gets her to her feet gently, hooks an arm around her waist and smashes their lips together, ignoring the looks they're receiving, especially his mother. He can sense Jace's happiness and almost hear his sister passing out from excitement as Clary loops her arms around his neck as she deepens the kiss.

They pull away far too soon and lean their foreheads together, staring at one another.

"I love you, Alec." Clary whispers, Alec smiles and kisses her again chastely this time.

"I love you too, Clary." He replies just as his parents and siblings come towards them. Clary smirks and goes to walk away but he tightens his grip on her waist. 

They walk hand in hand around the Institute after his parents have interrogated them, and Simon, Luke and Magnus have all threatened to kill him if he hurts Clary, still in their wedding clothes, Clary threw her heels to Simon who caught them with a smile and she's walking around barefoot.

"Your mom hates me." She says, Alec rolls his eyes. "She doesn't hate you, she just doesn't-" he's cut off by the redhead he loves.

"Trust me because I'm Valentine's daughter." She interrupts. Alec sighs. "Yeah, but she'll get over it, everyone will. They just don't know you for you." He tries to reassure her. Clary stops walking and places her head on his shoulder.

"I love you, Alec." His heart skips a beat when she says that.

"I love you too, Clary." He says before he kisses her again.

They hear a voice behind them.

"Alec." It's Robert Lightwood. He's smiling at them.

"Clary, do you mind giving us a minute?" His Dad asks, Clary nods, kisses him gently, breaks their hands and looks at him. "Sure. I'll be with my Mom when you're done." Alec nods and watches her walk away from them.

"She's a great girl, son." His Dad starts once the young Fairchild is out of the line of vision. "But she isn't a Shadowhunter." Alec's blue eyes narrow at his father.

"She is a Shadowhunter, Dad, she just needs teaching." He defends, his father sighs.

"Alec, she was raised as a Mundane, she knows nothing of our world, and to top it off she's the daughter of an ex-Circle member and Valentine's daughter." His Dad says.

Alec laughs at the hypocrisy. "You and Mom were Circle members." He shoots back. "And Valentine's blood may be running through her veins but he isn't her father, Luke is. He helped Jocelyn raise her, he helped raise Simon. Luke is her Dad, just like Valentine isn't Jace's father. You are." He spits. "I love her, and I don't care who her father is. I don't care if she was raised as a Mundane. I love her and I'm not going to let you or Mom or the Clave tell me who I can or can't love." His voice has risen and his mother appeared during his rant, both his parents are smiling at him.

"Why are you two smiling? Clary thinks Mom doesn't trust her because of who her sperm donor is!" He snaps at his parents. His mom hugs him. "You're right, Alec, I didn't trust until I saw you were willing to throw away everything for you because of how happy she made you. We're so proud of you, Alec, for following your heart." His Mom whispers in his ear before pulling back. "Go find Clary. We'll keep Isabelle and Jace and the rest of the ConClave from interrogating you two." His Mom says. With a nod at both his parents, the eldest Lightwood runs to where Jocelyn Fairchild is and sees the love of his life talking to her comatose mother.

"He kissed me in front of the entire Institute, Mom." Clary is telling her mother. From the doorway of the infirmary, Alec can already see the tears that run down her face. "I wish you were awake so you could meet the man I love. You'd like him, even if he is a Shadowhunter." Unable to bear the sight of her tears, Alec enters the room and wraps his arms around her waist, his chin on her shoulder.

"We'll wake her up, I promise. We've not given up." He promises. He will wake up Jocelyn Fairchild even if it's the last thing he does. Clary just stares at her mother.

"Thank you for helping me get her back." Clary whispers, Alec kisses her bare shoulder. "You're welcome."

He smiles when Clary yawns. It's then he realises how late it is. "Come on, Fray, bedtime." Clary nods and tangles their fingers together before they leave the infirmary. He leads her to her bedroom.

"Sweet dreams, Clary. I love you." The dark haired boy says with a soft kiss to her lips. He feels her smile against his lips as he pulls away.

"I love you too, Alec."

Then her bedroom door is opening and she's sleeping inside, the door closing on him, her smile imprinted on his retina's.

A\N: My second Calec story in two days! I love this ship sooo much, and I have a lot more Calec stories to do over the next week as well as a few other stores for other fandoms, so keep an eye out for them.

Enjoy, Angels.