How the Shadowhunters characters (as requested) would react to...
...finding out you were seriously injured on a mission? - @the-star-wars-princess
The second he found out he ran, ran to where he was told you would be and never looked back. He didn’t think his heart could race this quickly, his mind travel in this many directions or his legs carry him this fast but all of it was possible and all of it was happening right now. The second he saw you, saw your fragile and damaged body, a tired and nervous smile spread onto his lips “Hey baby” he would coo, his voice breaking half way through as he rushed to your bedside, his hand quickly finding yours “Im here, you’re gonna be okay, it’s all gonna be okay. I promise you Y/N, I promise.” and you believed him, you would lean into his arm and slowly flutter your eyes shut, his free hand grazing the hair from your face, placing a sweet kiss on your forehead. He wouldn’t leave your side unless someone forced him to and even then he would wait until he was allowed back in, he wouldn’t be able to rest correctly until you got better, you were his weakness, his one true love, and he would stay with you forever.
She couldn’t believe it, I mean how could she? You were the best shadow hunter and fighter she knew, she loved. She blinked rapidly and cocked her head to the side “W-What?” She questioned, barley being able to choke out that one word. Once she had regained her wits she would find you immediately and try her absolute best not to look terrified in front of you “Hey” she would start, her fingers grazing your exposed arm “I’m so proud of you” she would reinforce, giving a small smile. You would scoff and shake your head “I got hurt Izzy, badly, that’s nothing to be proud of” you would reply. Her face would contort but only for a moment, her hand stopping grazing your arm and would move to hold your hand, her thumb settling from lightly tracing the back of your hand “On the contrary love. You fought back even with your injuries and better yet, you beat the bastards ass, and that’s why I love you” and with that she would place a loving kiss on the top of your head and stay by your side until you had regained your health
He didn’t even let the informant finish their sentence. All he heard were the words Y/N and injured in the same sentence and he was off, strutting down the hall to where the institutes infirmary was. The second he opened its door he saw you, the man he loved in the very back of the room, cuts, bruises and blood surrounding their body, and that’s when he felt the urgency, the dread, the defeat and the anger. He basically flew across the room, his hand on yours before he even realized “Y/N” he would begin, his eyebrows knit tightly together with fear “I’m so glad you're okay….that you’re safe” he stated with a sense of relief, his lips curling into a small smile, not wanting to let on how scared he was. He would slowly lower his body to kneel besides your bed, watching every rise and fall of your chest “Nothing like this is ever gonna happen again” he would vow, his assurance giving you feelings of love and safety “I’m sorry” you would mutter. He would immediately shake his head, his free hand cupping your cheek “You have nothing to be sorry for. You hear me? Nothing. I love you okay?"
"Its alright sweet pea, you’ll be alright, I’ll get you fixed up in no time” he would declare, his hands moving swiftly on top of your body. Alec had brought you here, figuring A. Magnus would want to see you and B. that he could help you more than anyone else. He had see damaged and injured shadowhunters before but your injuries affected him, scared him. He would give you small encouraging smiles here and there, urging you to close your eyes and relax as he stated “I’ll get you back to brand new quicker than you think. I promise”. After he was done he would encourage you to rest. He would sit by you mr side and watch, watch your breathing, making sure he had done his job and kept his word on his promises. His heart would thud louder than he thought possible, only quieting itself for when you spoke “Magnus?” You would question, peering over to view him at your bedside “Thank you” you made sure to stress, he had to know how appreciative you were of him. He would give a grandeur smile and a slight chuckle “Its what I do sugar. Glad to be of service” you would smile in response, giving a nod from your head “I appreciate it, appreciate you"
He hadn’t thought anything of it, he just thought it was another mission you were assigned to, ya know? Get the bad guys, turn them in then come back home, to him, but this was different, you hadn’t come home yet and there was no explanation as to why, all up until he got a call from Alec saying nothing except the words ‘something happened’ "Where is she?” He would question, his voice somewhat soft, questioning but when Alec only sighed in response Raphael shouted the words, demanding an answer, fangs coming out even thought he knew he couldn’t be seen. Alec would murmur a response and tell him to get here quick and that’s exactly what he did. He was at your bedside in a matter of minutes, fighting anyone who dare told him to step off. His thumb would caress your cheek gently, his eyes glancing over your entire body “It’s okay mi amor…no one can hurt you anymore I’ll make sure of it. I’m here, I’m here” he would mumble, hoping to get any response out of you, and tightly grasping your hand when he didn’t. He would wait in the institute all night long, jumping awake whenever you stirred or had a hiccup in your breathing, Magnus had never seen him in such a wreck. When you finally awoke he would lose his breath in his throat, quickly rising to inch again stand above you, his smile curving into on of love “Good morning sleeping beauty, glad to see those beautiful eyes”
This was exactly what he was afraid of. He had already lost a good deal of his life to the shadow hunters, he wasn’t about to lose you. His alpha mode would come out, frightening any shadow hunter who passed by him but they let him stay. They let him stay by you for however long it took, his hand intertwined with yours, his fingers brushing any strand hair that whipped in front in your face, guarding you even from your hair. He knew how strong you were, that you could take care of yourself, but seeing you in the infirmary in the state you were in, all he wanted to do was to make it all go away, make you feel better and for you to stay awake for more than thirty minutes tops. It was a bit before you fully recuperated but he was there with you every step of the way, he would make sure nothing like this ever happened again “I just want to keep you safe. I’m ashamed that I couldn’t do it this one time” he would tell you, his head hanging in defeat. “Luke” you would begin with an understand and solemn tone “You have your pack, your own life, you can’t always keep me safe, I am capable ya know” you would joke, a smile peaking out. He would nod his head in a symbol that he agreed “I know Y/N, I just can't ever lose you” and with that he would plant a small kiss on your forehead “And you never will” you assured, leaning into the affection with a grand smile
He had no clue what to do, he had no idea what state you were in, all he was told was that you were hurt and you’d need a few days. He would show up with nervous and sweaty palms asking to see you. When he saw you everything fell “Y/N” he would start breathlessly, his feet carrying him to your side. He knew a simple band aid wouldn’t do the trick ,but he also didn’t know what would ,so he would just be there, to comfort you and to keep you company. Telling you stories, jokes, he even brought a few movies that he was hoping the two of you could watch. He would try not to let it show how absolutely terrified he was for you but he wasn’t that good of an actor. During a movie the two of you were watching out of the corner of your eye you would see him, staring intently at you. You would turn over and almost chuckle “I’m alright Simon” you would declare, making sure he knew that. His hand would wrap tighter around your own “I know that…I think” he would honestly admit “But I don’t want you to be alright, I want you to be amazing, feel wonderful, awesome!” He would rant, his smile as wide as it could be. You would shake your head, but still manage to smirk “I know. And with all these jokes and movies I’ll get there” you stated jokingly, your thumb stroking the back of his hand “Thank you Simon”
