We Are Dust And Shadows (Jonathan MorgensternXReader)

The Stars Light Up The Night

(I was listening the Kat Dahlia's: I Think I'm In Love Again and Ruelle's: War Of Hearts while doing this chapter. Great songs, really just👌👌👌)

You woke up to the smell of pancakes wafting from the kitchen.
You slowly got out of the bed, the pain had lessened.
You padded down the hallway into the kitchen and dining room.
Jonathan looked up and gave you a lopsided grin.
'Good morning', he said, his ruffled hair falling slightly into his face.
'Morning', you responded, installing yourself on one of the barstools sat at a bench that looked into the kitchen.
'How did you sleep?', he asked, turning away to the stove.
He still wasn't wearing a shirt so when he turned you saw his back, and the marks upon it.
You tried to hold a gasp back but a small gasp slipped out.
He quickly turned and saw your shocked look, he looked at the ground, his dark lashes brushing his cheeks.
'Jonathan', you breathed.
'What?! Does it bother you that I don't have a perfect everything?!', he suddenly snapped.
He whipped back around to the stove again, his breathing laboured.
You got off your stool.

Jonathan's POV
She's gotten off her stool, probably leaving.
Of course she doesn't want me.
A child doesn't want a broken toy.
A warm hand touched my back, I turned around to see her there; her hair flowing free around her shoulders, her wings poised behind her, and her face, her beautiful face, looking at me, so..... Hopefully.
'Jonathan', she said again.
Then she kissed me.
Her lips felt like fire, heating up my cold body.
Her arm snaked gingerly around my neck, one hand tangling in my hair, and the other arm had come around my waist and slid up to my upper back.
I grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to me, her wings fully extended, somehow managing to not knock anything.
I cupped her face in one of my hands, the other hand had a gentle yet iron grip around her waist.
Eventually, we had to pull away for air.
'Y/n', I breathed.
'I'm sorry I didn't mean to-', she turned to leave but I caught her wrist.
'I did.'

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Narrators POV

'They will survive, thank the angel. We nearly lost them', Mayrse was tearing up.
Clary, Jace, Alec, Isabelle and Simon had barrelled through a portal with a few thousand demons hot on their trail.
But they had already engaged in a battle and Jace was in pretty bad shape, he had been protecting Clary. Clary was, as usual, trying to protect everyone.
Izzy and Alec had been protecting each other and Simon and Jace.
So everyone had lost a lot of blood and, in Alec's case, almost a limb.
Magnus had been furious when he found out that the group had left.
Then the Clave had sat around and talked about what to do. They had just talked and talked. For ages.
Finally they had made a decision on what to do, then Emma Cairstairs had barrelled in and yelled something about a portal and some nearly dead people and that had started a stampede.
Once they had gotten them into a stable condition Magnus proceeded to interrogate each and every member of the group.
He now knew the whole story, including the bit about his adopted daughter being an angel.
'They will be fine Mrs. Lightwood. They're strong. Fighters. All of them', he patted Mayrse on the shoulder before going back into the healing room, where Silent Brothers were busy healing the group.
'Alec, how are you feeling?', Magnus asked, sitting himself on the chair next to the bed.
'I'm fine, they should let me go', Alec croaked, his lips were bleeding and split.
'Um no', Magnus said flatly.
'I'm sorry, I'm so sorry', Alec said, Magnus was sure he could see the shine of tears.
'I shouldn't have just let him take her, he just disappeared. I should have-'
Magnus cut him off.
'Alexander don't you dare. I have no doubt in my mind that if there was anything else you could have done, you would have done it.
Sebastian is a genius and he wasn't going to be outsmarted that easily', he said, taking Alec's hand and squeezing it.
Alec gave him a weak, but genuine, smile.
'Rest now, I love you Alec', Magnus planted a kiss on Alec's lips before putting a spell on Alec so he would sleep bcause Magnus knew he would lay awake and torment himself with the thoughts of not having done enough, and while Magnus was angry with the group as a whole, he was mostly angry with Y/n. She hadn't had experiences like this before, she'd been thrown in the deep end with Sebastian the shark.
He sighed and settled into the chair, hoping to get some rest himself, but he knew no matter how many tricks he played on himself, he was waiting for sleep that would never come.

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Your POV
'So what is this place anyway?', you asked (after a few minutes of canoodling).
'I assume my sister told you about the apartment that can transport itself through countries?', he asked.
You nodded.
You were both sitting at a large wooden table that was in the dining room/kitchen.
There was a large display of pancakes, a selection of berries, maple syrup, cream, nutella, choc chips, Vegemite (under your insistence).
'Well my father didn't make just the one, he made three. One for him and Jocelyn, one for me, and one for Clarissa', he said, chewing his pancake.
'For real?! But Clary said you were really pissed when she blew up your old one', you said, noticing his hands tighten around his cutlery.
'They take many, many years to make', he explained.
'And only a few seconds to destroy', you laughed, shovelling down some more pancake.
'So how come you didn't leave the void before? I mean... I didn't think people could just come back to life.' You asked curiously.
'Well in my case I wouldn't have been able to leave without you. An Angel is unable to remain in the void. They are expelled from it. That's why you transported, I simply hitched a ride.' He explained.
After a moment of silence he asked;
'Do you want to go out today?', Jonathan asked, putting down his knife and fork.
'Oh could we? That would be awesome!', you said enthusiastically.
'Where do you want to go?', he asked, leaning in.
'Huh. The world is your oyster', you said, poking around in your mouth with a toothpick.
'And you are my pearl', he said, causing you to freeze.
(A/n I came up with that one all on my own!!! (Although someone's probably already thought of it. But oh well))
'Alright', you said, grinning.
'There are these awesome cliffs in Aberystwyth that I used to jump off with my friends. We would go for the day, hang out at the beach and stuff', you said, shrugging.
'Sounds fun. Go get changed, then we'll go', he said, taking your plate.
'I don't think I'll be able to swim, or jump off cliffs. Not with my wings. Everything is so different now', you spoke quietly.
'Hey, it doesn't matter, I'm sure the view will be amazing, and the view of the cliffs and stuff is probably cool too', he joked.
You just laughed and rolled your eyes.

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'Wow', Jonathan said, looking out over the ocean.
'Yea wow, although, more like woah', you said, sitting at the top of the cliffs.
'I used to come here when I needed to get away, or to think. Like when Magnus told me that I was adopted, and that he was a warlock', you said.
The wind blowing off the coast smelled salty and thick.
'Did you ever question your father?', you asked, looking at Jonathan.
'No. I was designed not to', he  said flatly.
You reached an arm across his back, to his other shoulder.
Then you rested your head in the shoulder closest to you.
He tensed at first, but then he slid an arm around your waist, and absentmindedly placed his free hand over yours.
'It really is beautiful here', he said, looking out to sea.
'Hey Jonathan', you said, getting his attention.
'Can you help me? I mean, I know you don't teach angels how to be angels on a regular basis. But could you maybe help me get in control of my wings. Once they stop hurting?', you asked, and he nodded.
'Sure'
'K thanks', you said, kissing his cheek.
He kissed you on the lips and then he pinned you on the ground, his eyes lustful and hungry.
'Oh sorry your wings, I didn't mean-'
'Hey', you said gently.
'Its okay', you said, as you pulled him back into the kiss.