A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in so long!! It has been called to my attention that I have been spelling "parabati" wrong, for it is actually "parabatai." I won't blame the auto correct to save me from embarrassment XD Thank you for correcting me and for all the reads, votes, follows, and comments ♡ Is there anything you guys want more of? Ship imagine book? Comment stuff!

For @fandomonium123

Sorry for misspellings and grammar mistakes.

The Institute was dark and quiet, except for the training room. Y/N had her black headphones carefully placed on top of her head, where her slightly damp hair (from sweat) was pulled back in a ponytail. Her slender arms, shaped by muscle, twirled around her. Her eyes closed in concentration as she moved to the beats pounding from through her headphones. 

The days and nights were long to Y/N. She had only been a shadowhunter for two weeks, after Valentine had forced her to drink from the Mortal Cup. Then her journey began. Taken in by the New York Institute and trained by the young - and good looking - shadowhunters. Little did she know; one had particularly taken a liking to this girl. Alec Lightwood.  He stood, at the entrance to the training room, masked by the shadows. Tall, dark hair, beautiful eyes, and a very antisocial guy. He was stern, bad tempered, sarcastic, and seemed not to care about anything or anyone. This girl. This newborn shadowhunter, had gotten under his skin and took his breath away. He watched her grow into her new life, the good, and the bad. He felt his heart burn for her attention and held himself back from telling her the truth. 

His eyes glowed as she spun in circles. Her arms held out for balance with her eyes still closed. Alec's heart raced, she was beautiful, in every way. He knew Y/N danced when she felt down, either from stress or loneliness. Izzy, Alec's sister, had mentioned this to him, having seen her dancing and asking what the hell she was doing. He couldn't help as a smile spread across his face at the memory. Seeing the person you loved most in world being themselves and feeling their emotions through their actions would make anyone feel wild. 

One day, he promised to himself, he would marry this girl.