Jonathan X Reader

Got It

So it turns out that the place that Jonathan had taken you to see Ramad, was just three blocks away from the Institute.

With only one block left to go the silence was starting to become suffocating. He had given you your weapons and your stele back but you hadn't talked since you asked for them back.

"So 'Jonathan' how we gonna do this?" You nudged him with your arm. "Just waltz in there and be like 'hey! Can I have your blood?' Or what?"

"No. I can't go in there. And neither can you. We just need to get one that's on the outside."

"So what? We lure one away?" You looked over at him to see him shrug. "OK. How do you suppose we do that?"

"Have you taken off your jacket to see what kind of shirt your wearing yet?" His black eyes met your (E/C- eye color ) eyes and you could see the smirk form on his face.

You unzipped the leather jacket that you were wearing and it turned out instead of a leather jumper you were wearing a tight leather crop top with your, also way too tight leather pants. The jacket was only hiding it because it was one size too big on you.

"OK so I assumed that the heels were just because you didn't know what shoes that girls wore, and these are my earrings anyway. But did you plan for me to have to seduce someone, or was it more for your personal pleasure?" You turned with your jacket spread open to show him the shirt.

"Actually no. Ramad, my homosexual little friend, has very very good taste in female clothing." He eyed you from head to toe.

"So your saying that because he's gay that he has good taste? Kind of a stereotype don't you think?"

He chuckled. "No. He says that about himself, pretty much every day." His chuckle was surprisingly ... Normal. For a sociopath.

"Hmm well next time tell him a little less sexual. K?" You put your jacket down without bothering to zip it up.

"Possibly. But it's not my fault I may have told him that you don't like to cover up your skin." His smirk was almost laughable. Almost.

"How far are we away from the Institute?" You asked.

"It's actually right there." He pointed across the street to what looked like an abandoned church to the humans. But to you it looked like any other Institute you have seen pictures of. Classy, but unreachable to you. If only your parents hadn't done what they had done, and then left it a mystery to you.

"So now what?" You looked over to Jonathan with your eyebrow raised in question.

"Give me your jacket." He held out his hand and, for once, you complied. "Now go stand over there and watch for anyone who comes out of there in shadowhunter gear. Then take them into the woods over there and I'll come once your out of my sight. Ok?"

"Sure, but I better not get kidnapped." You pointed a finger at a chest that you knew was toned, you just couldn't see it. But now was definitely not the time for that.

He rolled his eyes and you walked across the street in your 'seductive' outfit.

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Jonathan's POV (first person)

She walked across the street and got into position I guess. She really just stood there with her hands on her hips and her right knee bent. I have to say even though I don't like her, she looks pretty damn good right now.

After about point five seconds a guy who looked to be around her age, 16, walked up to her from the gates of the Institute she talked too him and took a step closer so that they were inches apart. He put his hand on her hip and leaned in.

The fact that they were about to kiss enraged me. I marched my way to about halfway across the street before I realized what I was doing.

She never touched his lips with hers though. Instead she grabbed his hand and slowly pulled him towards the woods behind her. He actually followed. This guy must be dumber than he looks, to trust a hot girl that you don't even know. Rookie mistake.

Once they disappeared I started walking over there with Y/N's jacket. I also pulled the vial of amnesia potion out of my pocket so that he wouldn't remember who took his blood or even where he was today.

I went over to where I guessed they were and found Y/N crouched over an unconscious guy, drawing his blood.

"Well you sure work fast now don't you?" I smirked. I just couldn't help it.

"Obviously." She said with no hint of amusement in her voice. "This douche bag groped me. Can you give me my jacket now?"

I threw it to her and she caught it and slipped it on in one swift motion. "Hurry up and then pour this in his mouth." I tossed her the amnesia potion and she tossed me the blood, which I slipped into the pocket of my jacket.

Once she was finished she tossed the vial as far away as she could before walking over to where I was standing.

"Let's go Jonny." She started walking ahead of me.

"I've told you, it's Jonathan." Your groan must have been drowned out, because she just kept on walking.

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BACK TO READER POV!!!

You guys made it back to Ramad's place without a hitch. He wasn't in the living room so you tossed your jacket on the slightly sindged couch and made your way back towards the laboratory to find him tucked over a microscope.

His wings were folded in behind him while he looked over the slide. His black hair was all tousled and messed up as if he had been there since you and Jonathan left to go get the blood.

"Ramad." You spoke. He looked up then when he caught sight of your outfit he looked you from head to toe, with a look of surprise on his face. "Oh don't act so surprised by my outfit. Jonathan already told me that you put me in this outfit."

"Well I didn't think you would look that great malady." He chuckled at the end. "You got it?"

You tossed him the vial which contained the blood and he caught it. "Got it."