come morning light
another shadowhunter au oneshot time lolĀ š¤Ŗ this is directly related to my last oneĀ āand you knew what it wasāĀ (takes place before it) but you donāt necessarily need to read that first (it might make this one make more sense tho thereās like more background i guess kinda lol š)
kinda angsty mostly hurt/comfort-y and it is a shadowhunter fic so thereās a little bit of description of violence and injury but nothing graphic
title fromĀ āsafe and soundā by taylor swift
also as always lmk if anyone wants any shadowhunter things to be explained :]
the full fic is under the cut and also on ao3!!! :DDD ahhh the first new fic iām posting on tumblr and ao3 at the same time lol š¤Ŗ
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āIām fine,ā Tina manages to say, teeth clenched and hand pressed to her side.
āYouāre very much not,ā Kurt says, all but dragging her over to a corner alley, out of the way of demons. āDonāt even try to pretend.āĀ
āWhat are you - I need to be out there - ā
āGetting yourself killed is not going to help Quinn,ā Kurt hisses, but not unkindly, gripping Tinaās arms -- not too tightly, he hopes. He feels the tension in her muscles give in under his hands and then a sob bursts out of her like she canāt control it, and her hands shoot up to cover her mouth. The sobs tear out and part of Kurtās mind thinks, finally, because, fuck, Kurt knows.
He recognizes this, recognizes it in Tina, but also recognizes it because heās been so close to it himself lately. Heās been there.Ā
He helps Tina stand up against the wall, scribbling a quick iratze below her collarbone and watching for the demons because, by the Angel --
āNow is not a good time for this, babe,ā he whispers gently, mostly to himself. He adds an amissio rune beside the iratze just in case; he didnāt get to see how deep the cut went, or if there was poison or anything, in which case it will be a much bigger problem. Thank the Angel that his rune-drawing has always been perfect, even when heās barely looking and just scratching them out as quickly as humanly possible.Ā
āStay here,ā he says, and he knows Tina would object if she could, but Kurt really just needs to get rid of these demons as soon as fucking possible because there are fucking mundanes nearby and itās so hard to keep track of everything when he feels the same, when he feels like heās unraveling and has been for the last two days --
But Quinn is okay, he has to remind himself before he can start spiraling too. The parabatai bond doesnāt lie. He can feel it.
So the demons.Ā
Luckily, itās a relatively common, relatively mindless brand of demon -- Kurt never knows the species off the top of his head, doesnāt care enough to memorize them except for the really dangerous ones -- and heās able to surprise them, taking two out right off the bat. The other three give him some trouble, and he very nearly misses what wouldāve been a more than somewhat painful strike but he gets away almost unscathed. A check on his Sensor that there arenāt any more demons in the immediate area, a check around him to make sure everything was well-glamoured and no mundanes saw anything of note, a quick iratze while heās doing that and heās back to Tina, who doesnāt look much different.
Itās not the first time Kurtās had to help Tina calm down when the stress -- the everything -- gets too much and it just bursts out. It is the first time itās happened in a situation that was so high-stress itself, so that was a little harrowing, but since that partās over now, thankfullyā¦Ā
He talks to her about their newest design ideas, which had screeched to somewhat of a halt because of Quinn, but they still float around in his head and he takes them out at night, modifies and deletes and creates and designs until he can fall asleep, so he catches Tina up on what heās been doing with them. He talks about dumb stories of himself and Quinn when they were younger, training together to be parabatai and sparring when neither of them knew how to spar and they nearly killed each other, whether from incompetence or later, from overcharged feelings and tension during arguments. He talks about everything and nothing until Tinaās sobs have turned into slow breaths and an air of defeat.
Kurt takes her hand and stops talking. Heās not quite on the level of Mercedes or even Quinn in being able to tell what Tina needs right now, so he just waits. They have time; he assumes she probably wasnāt planning on getting much sleep tonight, anyway. Neither was he.
Tina calms down and opens her mouth to speak, taking a little breath, but Kurt interrupts, āIf youāre about to say āsorry,ā forget about it.ā Tina freezes and he smiles a little.Ā
She ducks her head with a breathy laugh. āOkay,ā she whispers.
Kurt stands up and offers his hand. āCome on,ā he says. āLetās get some food to eat while watching a dumb cheesy movie instead of sleeping to take our minds off of the shitshow that is life as a Shadowhunter.ā
āThat sounds nice,ā Tina says with a wince as she gets up, hand hovering back over her injured side that Kurt all but forgot about until now. Before she can say anything, he draws another iratzeĀ by the faded scar from the first one.Ā
āBetter?ā he asks after a moment, already prepared to immediately have to either draw another or pull out his phone to call Mike or the Silent Brothers.Ā
Tina nods, shooting him a grateful smile. āThank you.ā Kurt can hear the weight of everything sheās including in the statement; he smiles back at her.
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