He knows it's true, he always has. Magnus loved him, he did. But how could he love Alec like Alec loved him? When he knew it would only last the blink of an eye to him? He couldn't, that's just it. Magnus will be fine without him. But there is no Alec before Magnus. He was just a husk of a person, breathing but not truly living, hating himself and putting his life last in line when compared to everyone else, he didn't matter before Magnus came along and showed him how to live, how to love himself, how to be happy. There is no going back for him.
So now, he's nothing.
He still can't breathe or see or hear, he still can't stop crying or gasping for air, and he can still feel the glass splinters stuck in his chest. But he simply doesn't care anymore.
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OR
When everything falls apart between Alec and Magnus, the Shadowhunter can barely hold himself together. Is this really the end, or is there still hope for them?
(Inspired by events that occur between Malec in episode 2x17 - 2x20. Generic title because I couldn't think of anything else)
(Sequel to Alec's Last Arrow. ) Not all Angels are born with wings. After the fight with Jonathan, the New York Institute is left devasted. Isabelle is the new Head of the Institute. Jace no longer had a parabatai. Alec is gone. But what happened last night was not the angel's wish. Magnus would do anything to get him back. Just to see his beautiful hazel-eyes, or to hear his laugh once again. And maybe that wasn't exactly a good thing.
*COMPLETED*
This is based off of the FreeForm tv-series Shadowhunters, and therefore may contain spoilers for all three seasons.
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Malec forever.