Jonathan X Reader

Dreaming?

You woke up in the familiar darkness of your room. The blankets tangled around your body. You rolled over to find a shirtless Jonathan laying right next to you.

This caused you to have a mini freak out. You got the blankets untangle around you and you relaxed. You were in normal pajamas, a baggy t-shirt and your underwear.

It's not that you didn't like Jonathan it's just that's not something you wanna do right now.

Now that your mind wasn't clouded with sleep you remembered exactly how you two got in this bed together.

You wanted to take a shower so you left him in your room watching TV while you took a shower and came back to find him asleep and shirtless on the right side of your bed.

It was actually nice to wake up and be around someone else. You could get used to it. You curled yourself back up into your blanket and drifted off into sleep. But just before you could see the edge of dreamland, an arm wrapped around your waist. Jonathan pulled you closer to him and you could feel his toned chest pressed up against your back. You craned your neck to look behind you at him but he was sleeping soundly.

You smiled to yourself and fell back into the darkness of sleep.

***

It was completely dark. Your eyes were open, but you couldn't see anything.

The fear sparked inside of you, and so did your fire. You stuck your hand out and a blue flame sprung out of your palm and brought light all around you. You were still in your pajamas, which was weird since it consisted of a t-shirt and your underwear. But you walked further into the darkness, trying to find your way out.

You couldn't see anything that was more than six feet away from you. So you got an idea.

You clenched your fist tightly then opened your palm directly in front of you. Shooting a ball of flames away from you.

It was as if time slowed completely. Your flame moved at the speed of a snail but it lighted up everything in front of you. You were in a long hallway and behind you was a door that was bolted shut.

"Guess I'm not going through there." You mumbled to yourself as you turned to follow your flame.

You could hear things around you that didn't sound right. Howls, cackles, growls, any sound that resembled a wild animal that was filled with fury. Your flame crackled in your hand and so you focused on that instead of all the noises around you.

The hallways seemed to get bigger, wider. You raised your hand with the flame above you and saw that you were walking under a large ark. The ceiling was so high you couldn't make it out. You shot a few more flames up, so that you could see around you. But the entire room lit up orange. The color of your original flames.

The flames curled around you. But you didn't burn. You never burn anymore. Since these flames weren't yours, they were very very strange, your flames exploded out of to you to protect you. They weren't blue, just normal orange and red flames.

"Hello child." A booming male voice exploded around you, you jumped backwards. "I don't mean to frighten you. Only to speak to you. Your mother never let me, had some warlock cloak your mind from me. But that didn't work now did it?"

"What do you want from me?" Your voice was powerful. "Why am I here?!"

"You aren't really here child. You are sleeping at home in your bed. But your mind is here." A figure stepped out of the flames around you. He was about 5 feet away from you. And oddly, you weren't scared.

"Are you going to hurt me?" Your flames increased around you at the mere thought of someone hurting you.

"No." He answered. "I wish to give you information. But not too much cause, you must find out on you own. But information none the less."

"Alright." Your flames died down but only a little. They still pulsed around you.

"First. A gift. To help you control your flames." He thrust out his hand and something curled around your neck and rested there. You didn't look because you didn't yet trust this figure. "Now, your information. There are only two shadowhunters like you."

"What do you mean 'like me'?" Your curiosity grew. Just as he was about to answer you, the whole place shook.

"It seems like someone is trying to wake you my dear." His chuckle sounded dark. "I don't have much time."

"Please tell me." You cried out. As the ground shook once more.

"You have demon blood in your veins Y/N. And only one other shadowhunter has this. You'll find out who and why soon enough. But just remember, you are not like the others." He started to disappear.

"Wait." You screamed and he stopped. "How will I contact you again?"

"You say my name three times." He answered before walking away. "I cannot say it, but you can find my name. After all I am the only greater demon that can control fire."

Those were the last words you heard before everything around you became cold and went black.

***

You woke up in your bathtub that was filled with ice cold water.

"Jonathan what the fuck?!?!" You screamed as you jerked up from the water and jumped out of your tub.

"You were shaking in your sleep. I tried to shake you awake, but you wouldn't do anything but whimper." He looked a little frightened but not a lot.

You giggled. "So you decided to throw me into ice water while I was in my underwear?"

"I- uh ... well-" He stammered.

"Kidding Jonathan." You laughed. "Now get out I have to change out of these wet clothed because someone threw me in the bathtub."

"Nah I think I'm good here. Just continue." He smirked.

You pushed him out of your room and locked the door. "Go watch TV or something, I'll be out in a minute." You waited until you heard his footstep retreat before you went to your closet.

You pulled out an entirely leather jumper. (If you've seen stitchers, it's just like the jumpsuit from the second season. If you haven't then look it up) once you slid into the jumper you zipped it up and walked over to the mirror. That's when you noticed the gold and red, amulet twirled around your throat.