Shadowhunters Ships

A New Life ~ Saphael

AN: Shout out to @saphaelisbae for the request ;)

Raphael Santiago was a well known name. His works were renown all over the world. However, no one knew what he looked like. There were rumours that he was blonde, and that he was a brunette, but no one knew for sure. Not until the unlikely meeting between the famous photographer anda small town college boy, who just so happens to be an ex model. 

Raphael's POV:

 Walking along the streets of Brooklyn was a regular occurrence for Raphael Santiago, although he preferred to do so at night time as it was less crowed and the city always looked better in the dark, its lights shining brightly in contrast to the dark night sky. Dusk was his favourite time to shoot, the colours contrasting perfectly against each other and reflections were always so pristine at this time.

As he walked along the street, head facing skyward, wondering what his next shoot would be, a body barged itself right into him, causing them both to fall with the stranger on top, looking remarkably like a deer caught in headlights, his cheekbones standing out in the angle he was in and his eyes wider than any Raphael had ever seen, but still so beautiful.

"O-oh m-my G-g-god!" He stuttered, as though he were nervous. For a moment Raphael thought that this strange boy knew exactly who he was, but how could he? Raphael had never released a copy of his own face. Panic gone Raphael decided to see if he could help the boy and maybe ask for a favour in return as he'd be a perfect model in his next series, fitting the description perfectly.

The boy looked to almost be in tears. He was shaking wildly and muttering nonsense in an attempt to calm himself down. It didn't appear to be working.

"Hey, hey. Are you ok?" Raphael asked softly. If Magnus, his best friend, were here, he'd be laughing his ass off, Raphael thought to himself, almost bitterly.

"Y-yes, Sir. I-i'm f-fine," The boy replied quietly, as blood began dripping out of an open wound on his face. Raphael followed its trail with his eyes for a moment, watching as in dripped down past the boys eye, past his nose, before landing and stopping on his lips, staining them a beautiful red.

"Your bleeding," Raphael remarked quietly, watching as the boy's face twisted in even more panic than Raphael thought possible. "Its ok! Its ok, " he said as the boy turned to him slowly. "Let me help you." 

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Weeks had passed since Raphael had seen the small boy and he was disappointed that he didn't learn the name of the bleeding boy. Raphael was walking the same route he had when he first ran into the boy when it happened again, almost like deja vu.

"Hey hey hey!" Raphael says, stopping the boy and himself from tumbling to the floor by grabbing the shy boy's surprisingly strong feeling biceps. "What's you name?"

"S-Simon," The boy, Simon, replied quietly. For such a strong looking man, Simon is very good at making himself look and sound small. Raphael also noticed that his clothes are ripped and ruined as if he had been living somewhere horrible, with a abusive ex or on the street. They were also the same clothes as he wore all those weeks before when they met for the first time.

"Hi Simon. I'm Raphael. Why don't you come back to my place and I'll make us lunch and you can change your clothes and we can have a chat?"Raphael asked, no longer looking for anything in return.

If possible, Simon folded in on himself more and nodded softly.

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Once they got back to Raphael's apartment, he sent Simon to go get dressed into some clean clothes and then come back. When he got back, Raphael's jaw dropped. Simon looked like a model in his suit. 

"Can I take a picture of you?" Raphael asked, unable to resist the photographer in him.

"U-uh sure," Simon replied, a small smile coming onto his face, he was nervous but he remembered how much fun modelling had been before it became more about the perfect body and less about the clothes.

Raphael got everything set up and began taking photos. The more he took the more relaxed Simon appeared to be. Raphael watched as Simon came out of his shell and it was a beautiful sight. Raphael changed his positioning again causing a heavenly sound to escape from Simon's mouth. His head was thrown back, mouth wide open. His smile lit up the room and his laugh filled it.

Raphael got up from where he was standing by the camera and stalked towards Simon. Catching his movement, his laugh faltered and words began to fall from his mouth in a broken and cautious kind of way.

"W-what are you doing Raphy?" He stuttered, trying to think of what he'd done to make Raphael angry. Was it the nickname? He thought to himself, thinking about scrambling back or running away again.

Raphael's steps didn't falter. He walked right up to Simon, cupped his cheeks softly and leaned forward, pausing briefly to give Simon the change to back out if he wanted to, their noses touching, breathing becoming more shallow. It was then that Raphael replied.

"What I should have done all those weeks ago," was all he said before pressing his lips against the other boy. A gasp of surprise escaped Simon before he reacted eagerly to Raphael. 

A small whimper escaped the younger mans mouth as the kiss got deeper. Tongues touched  and sparks flew. Raphael was the first to pull away for air, resting his forehead against Simon's, trying to stay as close as he could. 

"Date me, Simon. Please?"Raphael breathed out, sending shivers shooting down Simon's spine.

"O-okay, Raphy," Simon's reply was just as winded.