Hi! I just got this idea, and I'm having writers block with my other story, so I decided to just go with it! I swear I won't be abandoning or neglecting TDMLS! Anyways, enjoy:)
"Alec, are you sure you want to come? Maybe it'd be best for you to stay home…" Isabelle Lightwood bit her lip as she looked at her brother.
Alec sighed and shook his head. Even after eighteen years, his sister still hadn't stopped treating him as if he were a child. "Izzy, I'll be fine. Honestly. I've survived this long, what is one party going to do? And anyway, it's not like I'm even going to be alone."
Isabelle frowned openly, not having to worry about Alec seeing her. She knew that he was right but that didn't stop her from worrying. Alec didn't exactly accept help from anyone willing to give it, being as stubborn as he was.
"And besides," Alec continued. "I need to watch after you."
At that, Isabelle snorted and rolled her eyes. Even though Alec was blind, he never missed out on an opportunity to act as a protective older brother. In fact, he may have been more protective than your average older sibling.
She decided that there was no point in arguing with him. "Well alright. As long as you stay with either Jace or me while we are there. Oh! And you have to let me dress you!"
Alec groaned. Although he wasn't ever able to see what kind of clothes his sister liked to put him in, he knew that he didn't like it. They were always so uncomfortable, with fabrics that just felt wrong against his skin. He could also always feel that they hugged his body much tighter than anything he chose to wear on his own.
Alec did know that his wardrobe consisted mainly of jeans and plain sweaters. That way he would never have to worry about matching clothes, not that he would care about that anyway. He also knew the basics about what he looked like, though the words others used to describe Alec hardly meant anything to him.
They used colors like blue, to describe his eyes; red, the color he turned when embarrassed; black, his hair. Words like dark, bright, light, deep, they all did nothing to help him understand what the things around him looked like. Everyone tried, thinking that they somehow came up with the right combination of words to get him to feel the color, and it never worked.
"Fine. But nothing too extreme this time? I think I'd enjoy it if I could actually walk in the jeans you force me to squeeze into."
Isabelle clapped her hands together and smiled widely. "Let's get started then! We only have two hours until the party starts!"
Alec ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. It was going to be a long two hours.
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After an hour and a half of Isabelle dressing and undressing him, trying to find the perfect outfit, Alec was finally dressed. He ran his fingers along his pants, feeling that they were dress pants rather than jeans. He could also feel that they were tighter than usual, and for a moment he was glad that he couldn't see himself. Next Alec felt the material of his shirt. It was thin, and had buttons down the front. He noted that Isabelle left the top few buttons open, and also had rolled the sleeves up to his elbows.
Alec could, of course, dress himself, but not when his sister was taking charge of his outfit. Apparently he couldn't be trusted to put on the clothes in the "right" way, at least according to Izzy.
"You look hot." Isabelle nodded in approval, more than satisfied with her fashion sense.
Alec felt his cheeks heat up and he glared in the direction of Isabelle's voice. "Where's Jace? Let's just get this over with."
"Hey, you wanted to go! We'll meet him downstairs." Alec heard Izzy walk out of his room and he followed after her. The halls and rooms of the Institute were all too familiar to Alec, and he could make his way around with no help at all. They both walked to the elevator and got in.
"Where's the party again?" Alec asked. He was hoping it wasn't at Pandemonium again. That club, as much as he hated to admit it, was far too overwhelming for him. The loud music and tightly packed dance floors easily disoriented him, which was one of the reasons he hated parties. Oh, the things he would do to protect his sister.
"It's in Brooklyn, and it is the party of the year! I can't believe we were invited! Oh Alec, it's going to be great!" Isabelle laughed excitedly.
The elevator doors opened and Alec, unaware that someone was standing so close, walked out of it and straight into them. "Oh!" He grabbed on the persons shoulders and realized who they were before letting go. "Oh… Hello Jace, sorry." Alec gave him a slightly embarrassed smile and stepped back.
Jace raised an eyebrow at him and shrugged. "If only people knew that being blind would get them a free pass to feel me up. Eyesight would diminish rapidly all across the country."
While Alec blushed, Isabelle lightly slapped Jace in the chest. "People would have to already be blind to want to touch you in any positive way. Anyway, now is not the time for this, we are going to be more than the acceptable about of lateness for fashionably late! Let's go!" She quickly walked passed the boys and out the door of the Institute, leaving them to follow.
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Jace held allowed Alec to hold onto his arm, guiding him away from any dangerous areas in the sidewalk and they walked in the direction of the party. They had just gotten off of the train, and while they were on it, Alec got all the gossip about said party.
From what he gathered, it was a birthday party. For the host's cat. Speaking of the host, Alec had also learned that it was Magnus Bane, the High Warlock of Brooklyn. No wonder Isabelle was so excited, even Alec knew that Magnus' parties were notorious.
After a few minutes of walking, they made it to the warlocks loft. Izzy flashed their invitations and just a short moment later, the doors opened for them.
Alec reluctantly released his grip on Jace's arm and bit his lip. He could already hear the loud music, and he hadn't even walked up the stairs yet. As he heard his siblings begin to walk, he followed the sound of their footsteps. They led him up the stairs and though another open door, into the actual party.
Jace and Isabelle both looked at each other and smiled in excitement, happy to finally be at the party. They were also both too caught up in it all to realize that Alec could no longer hear them over the loud music and, expecting him to follow, disappeared into the crowd.
Alec sighed. "This place sounds packed." When he didn't get a response, he frowned and spun in place, speaking a bit louder. "Iz? Jace?"
Alec felt himself beginning to panic and he took deep breaths to calm himself. They'll find him; the place can't be that big! He was just about to feel his way towards a place to sit when someone spoke close to his ear.
"Looking for someone, dear?"