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Words:614 Series:Shadowhunters
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Imagine Raphael telling you he's asexual.
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While you waited patiently on your bed, picking at the dirt underneath your nails. You couldn't help but be nervous, Izzy said this would get him to do it.
When the door finally burst open with Raphael marching into the dimly lit room, your heart began hammering at your chest, almost making it difficult to breathe.
"(Y/N)! I told you, I don't want-", when he looked up he interrupted himself as his face went from vexed to unsure. He couldn't understand why you were wearing his robe until you found the courage to stand up and untie it.
Underneath you were wearing nothing but the lingerie you had burrowed from Izzy. It was black like every other piece of shadowhunter clothing. Plus, it barely managed to hide your womanly curves that you hoped Raphael would be attracted to.
Before him you stood with your (H/C) cascading past your breasts and your face covered in natural make-up. You expected him to take you then and there. However, he only turned around and shut the door after staring at you with a straight laced expression. When you were left in the darkness of your shared bedroom, he refused to turn toward you, like he was disgusted.
"Oh God, this was a mistake" you said embarrassingly before covering your reddening cheeks. Before he could say anything, you quickly pulled his robe to your chest and ran into the bathroom.
"What was I thinking?" You asked yourself, looking into the mirror with mascara stained cheeks and a tear stained face.
In a moment, you were dressed and had wiped away all proof of pulling that worthless stunt. Over and over, the scenario repeated in your head on a constant loop. It haunted you until three soft knocks sounded against the wooden door.
With it, your heart beat assaulted your ear drums, making you unable to calm down until Raphael forced the door open. His soft, dark eyes were bearing down on you. And the once gentle look turned heavy as it weighed down on your shoulders.
"I'm so sorry, I knew you didn't want me and I pushed you and that was wrong... Oh my God, I'm such an idiot" you said as you fought the building sob rising from your throat.
However, Raphael only crouched before you as you sat on the edge of the bath, eventually taking you into his chest.
"It's okay, I'm sorry, it's my fault" he cooed, stroking down your (H/C) locks.
"How-How's it your f-fault?" You hiccuped, pulling away slightly so you were face to face.
"Well-" he took your hand "-I'm not exactly... interested in sex" he explained, making your eyes widen.
"Wait, what?" You spluttered out.
"I'm uh...-",
"I understand what you mean, I'm just... Why didn't you tell me? Then I wouldn't have made a fool of myself" you stated with a chuckle while he swiped his thumbs across your cheeks, wiping away your tears.
"Who wants to tell their girlfriend they won't have sex all throughout their relationship?" He announced with a potent amount of shame laced in his voice.
"But, I wouldn't care. I care about you... I love you. I don't care about sex, you made me think I was worthless" you explained then raking your fingers through his dark hair.
"Never, you're my everything" he said, holding you closer to his chest.
In the silence you concluded that you could get used to it, it's not like you would care, you had yet to loose your virginity. Therefore, you wouldn't exactly know what you were missing. And sadly, you didn't know if you would begin to in the future.
