#but alastair is a ghazal singer

[alastairstom]

#im torn between matthew and thomas #thomas is bigger but i always thought matthew had a DEEP voice. theatrical. from the chest #but alastair is a ghazal singer #thats a factor i didnt contemplate #o h

[astriefer]

When Cordelia is injured and hallucinating but all she can think of is her brother's singing.

Truly just a small drabble that is in my drafts and will never be posted if not now.

Sing for me

Not Alastair, the Merry Thieves nor the girls were ready for the attack. All went down hell when the streetlights rose back to life, and a horde of Shax demons hovered in the deserted London carriageways.

Not all of them had their weapons. Alastair, Cordelia, James, and Thomas had their own weapons, but Matthew had to use a stylish hairbrush (they did not know how he got one with a rune on it) while Lucie and Christopher fought with steles.

It passed like a flash, and once enough ichor was splashed to fill a bathtub, the battle subsided. Just then could they value the damage.

Throughout the fight, Lucie Herondale was cornered, and Cordelia Carstairs charged to her help. She has saved Lucie from being slain, but it resulted in an abundance of injuries and blood in both girls that drove dread in all the fellows Shadowhunters. All of them had cuts and bruises, but Cordelia's condition was worse.

So there was them now, waiting for the help as Cordelia was in her brother's arms, injured and hallucinating.

"You should sing," she told her brother abruptly. It drove the attention of all of the group. "May you sing for me?"

Alastair glanced at the group for a moment, eyes unclear with concern and weariness, before fixing his gaze back at Cordelia.

"You don't know what you utter about," he said, but his voice was rather gentle.

"But you are a lovely singer," Cordelia argued, shifting to a more comfortable position in her brother's arms. She bit back a cry of anguish as the pain washed her. Dizziness seized her.

Alastair must have felt it since his grip tightened. "Layla, stay with me."

"I always do," Cordelia mumbled. "Can you sing for me, Alastair?"

Alastair sighed, and looked at her in both irritated and worried expression. "Would you stop asking?"

"No," She simply said, clutching his shirtsleeve tighter. "You used to sing when we were younger. Mamen and you would sing along, but I weren't blessed with such quirk." she chuckled, feeling light. "I heard you singing a few days ago - I were not eavesdropping," she added harshly as a dark look crossed his eyes. "I just happened to pass by. Your voice is still so beautiful, Dâdâsh."

They let her gab on, as for her stubbornness to hear Alastair sing was enough to keep her awake. She looked at his eyes, stubborn and unaware. "Will you sing for me?" 

"I will," he said. "But only after you'll be taken care of, am I clear?"

Cordelia's mouth twisted in a silent pout. Yet, she didn't push her brother further. "will you sing me a Ghazal?"

"As you wish, but later." The group of Shadowhunters became more worried she swallowed words further and further.

Lights and tapping noises came to earshot. They turned around to see a carriage coming their way, more than a single person shouting at them. The help has arrived.

"You are capable of love, aren't you?" She asked Alastair in a muffled tone. He glanced at her once more before trying to cradle her and hurry gently toward the carriage. She let out a small, weak whistle of pain. 

"I beg your pardon?"

"You're annoying," she pointed out. Alastair had the audacity to roll his eyes at her words. "But you always there to protect me. You will never leave me alone. You've done everything so I could be happy. That is love. I dared to think you don't love me, once, but the truth is you do." She appended the last part in Farsi. "I love you too, Alastair joon."

She finished her claim and laid back, peacefully overjoyed by the warmth of her brother. She didn't seem to have a care in the world as they reached the carriage and the worried people inside it.

Alastair only kept silent. 

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