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A story about Roxas and Xion in the The Mortal Instruments universe. You shouldn't really need to know that series to enjoy this one-shot, I think. Written for RokuShi Week/Day.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/32068309
"It's crazy that you can see the Shadow World without being Nephilim or a Downworlder," Roxas told this girl, Xion, as he drew a healing rune onto her (an iratze), as the two of them sat together in Roxas’ room... Roxas’ new room, that was—in the human world—since he and his kind had recently been kicked out of their home country of Idris…
Xion shrugged at Roxas’ words. And did a lot better at handling the stinging pain of the rune than he thought a mundane would. The girl was definitely impressive, and Roxas thought me may have been falling in love. "According to this book, the Codex, there are some mundanes born with the Sight, probably because they have distant Shadowhunter blood. That’s also probably why you can draw a rune on me with no ill effects? …It kind of looks to me that you’ve forgotten your own history, Roxas... But I don’t care about any of that now… why did that girl Zara attack me? I'm not Nephilim like she is."
And here, Roxas had to sigh—stepping away from Xion and handing her a candy bar as award for being so tough… and since he’d forgotten he could have killed her, if he’d put a rune on a full human. Oops. Fortunately, it seemed she wasn’t fully that. So hopefully it meant she could handle this information. Taking a deep breath, Roxas prepared to fill her in.
"...Because you're bisexual. And seemed too chummy with that girl, Olette, in Zara's eyes. Zara and her followers are bigots, and old-fashioned on how the world should be. And while before, they were only pushing their beliefs onto us, now they’re going for mundanes, too: who they’re mandated to protect. I’m sorry."
And while Xion had been unflinching when it had come to everything else, she was crying now and Roxas couldn’t blame her for it in the slightest. He reached his arms out to give Xion a comforting hug, and the girl practically melted in his arms and wrapped her own around him, as well. "Roxas… Do you know I organize all the Pride events here in San Francisco? It's bad enough when normal people target us of the LBTQ community. But now superhumans are at it, too? What can I do?!"
Coincidentally, a rainbow shined outside of Roxas' room as Xion spoke now; and as Roxas of course knew that angels existed (Shadowhunters were half-angel, half-human, after all), he figured it had to be a sign, and suddenly he had an idea. "...If you wanted to, Xion, you could try to ascend and become a Shadowhunter yourself. Maybe you can come up with a solution for Zara and her followers—because we don't want to kill them, even though their violence stole Idris from us—that we haven't thought of."
Xion squeezed Roxas' hand in reassurance the moment he made this offer. And he couldn't help the butterflies that erupted in his stomach when she did. And was it him… or was Xion blushing, as they became touchy-feely with each other? Maybe this crush he’d developed on her wouldn’t be one-sided, after all.
"I think that's a great idea, Roxas! Let me drink from the Mortal Cup or whatever, and let’s do this!"
And it would be a great idea. The two fell more and more into each other’s gravity, and balanced each other out, and eventually did find their desired solution.
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