Reverse (Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern fanfic)

Back to the Future

I was sweating vigorously. I hated training with Jace, and Jonathan was not any better. They always want to push you to the fullest, make you work the hardest you have ever worked. I admire that about them, they always want to be the best. But I hate that they never get tried and if they don't get tried they don't except you to get tried. One is tainted with angel blood and other with demon, they need to know people with normal Shadowhunter blood get tried. I can't even walk up a flight of stairs without getting out of breath. Alec is not any better. I remember when Jace had to go somewhere for a weird head of the institute party, he left Alec to train me. I love Alec but he is always so serious and I like to fool around. I refuse to train with Izzy and her deadly whip. The only person I like to train with was Simon. He is the perfect combination of all. He could fool around with me when I wanted to, he could teach me about weapons when I wanted learn. He was understanding and gentle, which is something all Shadowhunters lack. What was I doing now? Sitting on the kitchen counter as Jonathan put an iratze on me to heal my bleeding hand.

"I told you not to grip hard around the edges where it's sharp but the inside of the Chakram" Jonathan continued, "I think you need to choose a new weapon. How about swords?"

"I am not choosing a new weapon, I will get this down" I said

"It's astonishing how stubborn you are"

"If I am stubborn then so are you"

"Well I never said I wasn't"

He was done drawing the rune as he gently let go of my hand. "Do you always half ass things? You forgot to kiss it and make it feel better"

He smiled and kissed me on my lips then gently rested his forehead against mine. "I meant the hand" I said

"I know what you meant" he said as he leaned in one more time. As his lips met mine I felt electricity following through me. I wrapped my legs against his waist as I pulled him even closer. His hands caused my shirt to ride up from the back. And I ran my hands through his hair. His hands transferred from my back to my jaw. Then I let out a soft moan as he shifted from my lips to my neck. I just wanted to melt into puddle. Suddenly someone knocked on the door.

"I think you should get that" I breathed through kiss

"I think I should not" he whispered

"What if it's your mighty father?"

"He has a key" and he returned to kissing my lips. The knocking on the door become louder and apparent.

"Open the door" I pushed him back. He grumbled something under his breath but I couldn't hear it. After a few seconds Oliver ran in and Jonathan behind him.

"Cabinet you have very poor timing" Jonathan said

"It's Cabi Net and I am sorry I am about to do this" he quickly said as he zapped Jonathan with something and he stood there frozen

"What the heck!" I yelled

"You have a hickey on your neck" Oliver observed

"It's not a hickey, it's um....it's a bruise"

"A bruise from a love bite"

"That's not the point! The point is what did you do to him?"

"It's temporary, it will wear off. It gives us enough time to escape"

"Oliver–"

"Don't call me that! he can still hear us"

"I don't care! You can't kick me out of your warlock home and then come here and freeze Jonathan who is–"