Multifandom Oneshots

Alec Lightwood x Reader

"I'm sorry, but how exactly did someone like you end up dating this kid?" Jace asks you.
"Excuse me?" You raise your eyebrows.
"It's fine, he's just being him." Alec assures you.
"I'm single, if you want. Hit me up." Jace says.
"Excuse me?" Your eyebrows shoot up farther.
"Don't worry about him. See, I told you you didn't want to meet them." Alec says.
You ignore him and speak to the blonde hitting on you. "You must be Jace."
"That I am. How did you tell?"
"Your dyed blonde hair and crappy attitude."
Alec grabs your hand and whisks you away, laughing under his breath.
"ALEXANDER LIGHTWOOD, DID YOU TELL YOUR LOVER MY HAIR IS DYED?!" Jace yells after you.
"Did I hear 'lover'?" A black-haired girl appears from seemingly out of nowhere. "I did! You must be Y/N! Treat my brother right, and we won't have any problems, yeah?"
"Yeah." You agree.
"Good. In that case, I love your boots! Where'd you get them?"
"I should've seen this one coming." Alec sighs.
Jace marches over. "Isabelle, do you know what your brother did? He told Y/N my hair's dyed! Dyed! Can you believe it?"
"Yes. Now quiet, Jace, we're talking of important matters." She puts her arm around you and leads you away, talking about where she got the skirt she was wearing.
"Izzy--" Alec begins.
"No, we need to talk." Jace interrupts. "Dyed? Why would you say something like that? Alexander. Don't you walk away from--Are you petting the cat? While I'm trying to talk to you? Alexander!"
Shortly later, you're in a battle.
You're stepping in puddles of blood as you slash and stab.
You turn to see a knife coming at you and kick out to knock them down, sending you both tumbling down the hill you're standing on.
"Y/N!" You hear Alec scream from God-knows-where.
"Now my boyfriend thinks I'm dead, thanks a lot, you jackass." You snap at the man trying to stab you.
You cut his throat and throw him off of you. You skid to a stop, clutching at the grass and then running back up the hill.
By the time you find Alec--or Alec finds you, neither of you are certain--you're both worn and bloody.
You hug him so hard that he falls backwards into Jace.
"Are you okay?" You demand.
He kisses you hard.
That night, you sit in the New York Institute with Alec, Izzy and Jace.
"Tell me you love me." You whisper to Alec.
"Jace is better."
"I'm not dating Jace, I'm dating you." You say in a normal volume. Jace and Izzy look at you, but you don't notice. "I think you're better than Jace, Alec. Why do you automatically assume everybody would prefer anybody besides you?"
"What the hell is happening?" Jace demands.
It must have been a big shock for him, first being accused of dying his hair and then being told he wasn't the best person in existence. Poor thing must be having an existential crisis.
"Shut up, Jace. They're having a moment." Isabelle hisses.
"Because he is." Alec says.
"I disagree."
"You shouldn't."
"Come on, Alec. Nobody thinks that but you." Jace says.
Alec turns to look at him. "Really, Jace? Everybody thinks that but you."
"Not me." You say.
Alec turns back to you, pressing his lips to yours. "I love you." He says.
"I love you too."
He brings his hand up to your hair and then pulls back slowly. "You still have blood in your hair."
"Damn." You sigh. You'd washed it three times.
"Damn." Jace says. "How the hell does Alec manage to date the hottest person in the universe? Besides me, of course."
"Hey, what about me?" Izzy asks.
"Oh, be quiet, Isabelle. Not everything's about you."

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