A/N: Requests are closed for now, because I have a few I need to write for people :) Should I do a Malec fanfic or a Malec One Shot book? Have any of you seen episode 12 of Freeform's Shadowhunters!?  》SHADOWHUNTERS SPOILER ALERT 》 MALEC KISS OH MY BLESSED LIFE, I CAN DIE HAPPY 

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For: @daddoreos > truly fantastic username btw! Hope you enjoy! Thanks for requesting!

Six hours. Six long hours, Alec Lightwood had been waiting. His parabatai, Jace Wayland was out hunting with Alec's best friend Y/N. Of course, Alec would have loved to go along with his two closest friends to hunt some demons, but he had a terrible fever. He tried covering it up at first, but Y/N saw right through his lies, which were never very convincing to begin with. He grudgingly agreed to stay and sat by one of the Institute's large windows, just, waiting...

Life had gotten much better since Y/N came into it. Supporting his choices, listening to his opinion, keeping his temper in line, and treating him fairly, like he was special. Because in Y/N's eyes, he was very special, especially because he didn't know it. They had become quick friends and began to tell each other everything. And I mean everything! One random day, Alec had blurted out how he felt about Magnus, the High Warlock of Brooklyn. The man with all the mysteries as Y/N called him. The eldest Lightwood child was completely humiliated of admitting his sexuality until Y/N laid a comforting hand on his shoulder and told him that she couldn't be happier for him. Making them inseparable. 

Across the Institute's lawn two bloody figures were seen limping together towards the building. Alec immediately rose from his seat and his thoughts ceased. The smaller figure collapsed to the wet ground and the other rushed to her side. Yes, her side, Y/N's side. Alec's stomach knotted and his mind went blank. One second his was staring blankly outside, the next, he was kneeling beside Y/N. Her face was dirty; dirt, blood, and a long, cut on her left cheek. Alec looked at his parabati in horror and then back at the girl's. His sweaty hands fumbled to check for a sign that she was still alive. One hand held her head up, his fingers in her hair, while the other pressed to her neck.... where a heartbeat was found. Alec's vision blurred as he carefully drew runes on her unconscious body, he wiped them before lifting her up in his arms and carrying her to the Institute's hospital wing. 

Six hours. Six long hours, Alec Lightwood had been waiting. He sat in a particularly uncomfortable chair leaning his sleepy head on his hand while drifting away. Beside him was the beautiful and broken Y/N, laying peacefully. It neared 1 o'clock in the morning and he still didn't leave her side.  A few hours ago, Jace had told Alec to sleep, but Alec refused. 

Alec felt a gentle hand being laid on his forearm and stirred out of his thoughts. 

"Y/N?" He asked frantically, looking at her intently. But it was as if someone had moved the girl's hand, she wasn't showing any sign of movement-

"The one and only." She whispered.