Alec Lightwood Imagines

The oldest Lightwood

"Well if it isn't my favourite Lightwood." A voice said from behind you, you turned, squinting in the bright light and smiling when you saw the contented smirk of your best friend.

"Magnus, I thought you didn't attend such 'drab parties'." You say with an amused smirk as you both move through the Downworlder crowd.

"What can I say, u just love a good party." Magnus said with an eye roll. "So what has the merry band of Nephilim hanging out with us lot?" Magnus joked.

"Looking for some answers as usual, why'd you think I'm here in gear." You sighed, waving your hands in front of you as if to emphasize your point.

"If it makes you feel better you have an admirer... and I have spotted something I would like to admire." You followed Magnus' gaze to see your younger brother talking to Raphael, the vampire's eyes flitted to you every now and then.

"Tell me you're admiring the vampire and not my brother... I love you both but, wait maybe you can help him be less 'uptight'." You said with a cheeky grin spreading across your face.

"I love it when you get that look." Magnus hummed as you both approached your brother and the vampire.

Instantly Raphael's body language changed to the fluid predatory animal that he was, his eyes assessing every move you made while his mouth quirked in a curious smile. You glanced at Magnus who knew that the vampire had been chasing after you for some time now, only to receive an encouraging expression, your brother however completely missed the exchange.

"How about, I tell you what I need to know but only if our lovely (Y/N) has a dance with me." Raphael said over the thumping music.

You sighed but took his hand and led him to the centre of the dance floor, turning your back on him as you linked your arms around the vampire's neck, swaying your body in time with music. Biting back a laugh you saw the contented hypnosis Raphael seemed to be under as his hands rested on your abdomen.

When his eyes met yours you realised that his fangs were protruded and that he was watching each part of you move under the florescent lights. After what felt like an hour of dancing you pushed away from Raphael, heading towards the exits.

"You can find me tomorrow evening near the Seelie lake, I'm on patrol." You said coolly as you walked away, despite the odd hum that was running through your body.

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Raphael hit his foot against the door, forcing it shut as he stormed through the building, he had enough of being toyed with. The back and forth needed to stop, he set his mind on what he would do, tomorrow evening you would be the night that he'd get you to admit that the game you were playing was simply a way to avoid how you felt about each other.

After all you'd both been dancing around the inevitable, and tomorrow night you'd finally be his, all he had to do was convince you that unlike your fellow Shadowhunters' following your heart was in deed the right choice.