MALEC
Summary: He would be strong... for him. Because he knew this was something he needed to say. And it didn't matter how much it hurt him—for him, he could weather the journey to hell and back. He just wasn't sure his heart would make it with him...
A/N: I couldn't resist. These two will be the death of me...
Warning: Intense feels ahead. May contain cavity-inducing fluff.
"I could love her."
His heart was breaking.
"I could learn to love her... as a friend, as a companion..."
Please, not again. This was a mistake, this was...
"But she's not the one I want to love."
Oh.
"She's not the one who'll ever make my heart beat like crazy. She'll never be the one that can take my breath away just by saying my name."
Oh...
"She's certainly not the one I'll be dreaming of coming home to when the day is done."
He'd forgotten how to breathe.
"She might hold me and kiss me and love me back but it won't ever be the way I want to be kissed, to be held, to be..."
The room was out of focus...
"My whole life, I've lived for others..."
You don't need to...
"Can't I be selfish, just this once?"
Yes, yes, you deserve...
"She got to be happy, at least for a little while... I—"
the world...
"I just want to be happy."
and so much more...
He sighed—in relief, in joy, in hope, he didn't know—
But he deserved to be happy... they both did.
This, at least, was a start.
A/N: T-minus one and a half hours until the New York premiere of the Shadowhunters episode entitled "Malec". Mother of Mercy, I am so in love with these two...