"I need to film something today, but I'm all out of ideas."
Izzy had forgotten to film a video yesterday, and her millions of YouTube subscribers - or Shadowhunters, as they liked to call themselves - were expecting her to upload something tomorrow. Currently, she was on the phone with her best friend, Clary Fray. Izzy had called her in hopes that the other girl would have an idea for a video. Clary was an artist, and Izzy hoped that meant that her friend could lend her some creativity and help her brainstorm.
"Why are you asking me?" Clary asked. "Just film another one of those challenge videos with Simon."
Izzy bit her lip. Usually, her first idea would have been to drag Simon into filming something with her, but recently, Simon had been a little secretive. This caused izzy to be a little worried about the state of their relationship, but she didn't want to think about it too much. "I don't know," Izzy finally replied. "Simon seems… off."
Clary snorted. "Don't be ridiculous, Iz. Trust me, just do that Whisper Challenge thing with him. The Internet will love it. Half of your fanbase is in love with Simon, and the other half is using Photoshop to try and figure out what your babies will look like. Now, I've got to go - Jace is surrounded by a horde of teenage girls again," Clary groaned. "Seriously, I leave him alone for one second-" And with that, Clary hung up.
Izzy sighed. Maybe she was just being paranoid. Things between her and Simon were probably okay. She decided to take Clary's advice. Still, she couldn't help but feel a little hesitant as she dialed Simon's number.
"Simon? It's Izzy. Do you want to help me shoot a video?"

Surprisingly, Simon said yes. If something were wrong between us, Izzy thought, then he would've said no, right? This thought ran through her mind as she set up the camera and lights. A few minutes after she'd finished setting up, her doorbell rang. She opened the door to find a slightly out of breath Simon.
"Whoa, what happened? Did you run here?"
"I accidentally left something at Clary's house," Simon explained, panting.
"What was it?" Izzy asked, curious.
"Nothing important," Simon replied curtly. "I'm going to get myself a glass of water. Have you finished setting up?"
That's odd, Izzy thought. Something's definitely up. Her heart fell to her stomach. Was Simon dying of a terminal illness? Was he going to break up with her? Or maybe he was cheating on her. No, Izzy thought, Simon wouldn't do that. Still, something was up.
"Simon, is something wrong?" Izzy asked tentatively.
"Nope. Everything's grand. Why? Do you think something's wrong?" Simon's big, dorky eyes were filled with worry. Izzy decided not to push the subject and brushed away her doubts. Of course she and Simon were okay. Why wouldn't they be? But maybe she should talk it out with Simon… after the video, Izzy decided. I'll talk to him afterwards.
"Nevermind, just forget it," Izzy replied. "I was being silly. Let's go shoot a video."

No matter how hard she tried, Izzy couldn't shake the feeling that something was up. Simon seemed incredibly nervous when she was doing her intro - even more than usual. And he also seemed really fidgety. Eventually, he seemed to loosen up and laugh during his turn to guess, but as soon as he passed the headphones over to Izzy, he seemed to tense up again.
Also, this game was really frickin hard.
It was the fifth or sixth thing that Simon had said to her, and she had no idea what he was saying. "Slow down," she suggested. His lips moved again, and she still had no idea. "Mall four bee snap math pass sack?" she guessed. He smiled, shaking his head. Izzy groaned and removed her headphones. "What did you say?"
"May the force be equal to mass times acceleration," he explained in between laughs.
Her eyes widened. "That was so hard!" she exclaimed, punching him lightly in the arm. "I don't want to play with you anymore."
"C'mon Iz," Simon pleaded. "One more?"
She frowned, but the longer she stayed silent, the more panicked Simon seemed to get. That's odd. Finally, she sighed. "Fine. But only because you're cute."
She slipped the headphones over her ears as Simon took a deep breath. As soon as his lips started moving again, Izzy was completely lost. "What?" Simon repeated himself. "Why you marmalade?"
A gleeful grin covered Simon's face as he shook his head. He repeated the first half of the phrase. "When you?" Izzy guessed. "Will you?" Simon nodded excitedly, trying to suppress a smile. He repeated the last half of the phrase. "Marmalade? No. Marmite? No. Mar-me?" And all of a sudden, it hit her.
Oh.
Her hands flew to her face as Simon pulled something out of his jacket pocket. The headphones fell off of her head and landed around her shoulders. Every ounce of her, every fibre of her being was filled with shock.
Simon slowly knelt to the ground, fumbling with the ring box in his hands a little bit before finally getting it open. "Isabelle Lightwood," he said, looking up at her with love, adoration, and the slightest bit of uncertainty in his eyes, "will you marry me?"
The split second of silence felt like an eternity. Finally, Izzy got over the shock and launched herself at him. "Yes, yes, of course, I love you, yes—" she kept babbling, holding him close to her and feeling the stress leave his body. They sat there on the floor for a moment, with him laughing in relief and her holding onto him in pure joy. Eventually they kissed, and it was short and sweet; a promise of a life that they would spend together. Then came another bout of joyous laughter, as if they couldn't quite believe that they were lucky enough to find something so beautiful in the world. Finally, the smiles appeared on their faces, and refused to leave for weeks.
Of course, Izzy slipped on the ring and showed it to the camera. And of course, she was smiling the entire time.
They got married by the end of the year.

A/N: Okay, so I'm back.

I know it's been forever, but life's gotten busier and busier. I don't know when I'll get to write more or if I'll write more, but I'd like to. But from now on, I'm not making any more promises, since I'll probably just break them.

Still, even if I don't work on the other stories, I'll probably still post a few one shots here occasionally.

Review if you liked it, review if you hated it.