#alec bb

Malec AU where Magnus’ high school reunion is coming up and he doesn't want to go because he broke up with his latest boyfriend Imasu just a couple of months ago and everyone knows these events are made so you can throw your success and happiness in the face of people who have no impact left in your life whatsoever. Magnus knows his high school on-and-off-again girlfriend Camille will be there, parading with her stupid football player husband. And yeah, his professional life is going great, thank you very much, but Camille is a snake and if she detects the slightest weakness, she’s going in for the kill.

When he talks about it with his friend and colleague Isabelle, she tells him to ask her brother to go with him. He’s *cough* single *cough* and he and Magnus get along great. Plus, she knows Alec has pretty much been in love with Magnus since the dawn of time (meaning since they met each other a year ago at Isabelle’s annual Halloween party - Alec had made an effort and actually let Isabelle put some kind of skeleton makeup on his face while Magnus had gone all in with a Freddie Mercury costume) because how could one see Magnus Babe and not fall in love at once?

So Magnus lets himself be convinced by Isabelle and asks Alec. He doesn’t need much more than Magnus’ word that he won’t have to dance and that they can just stay in a corner and try to guess what people are lying about to make themselves look better to agree to go.(Although it’s Magnus so the chances of Alec saying no were infinitesimal anyway.)

Alec does ask Magnus why he doesn’t take one of the 17 000 models on his contact list instead because surely that’s bound to make Camille seethe more than taking someone as plain as him?

Magnus just lifts an eyebrow, murmurs something under his breath about buying Alec a mirror for Christmas and that’s the end of that.

They go as friends, because pretending to be dating would be weird, but... well, if people assume they're dating, what's the harm in that? It’s not like they owe anyone a clarification.

The party is going well. Magnus is doing good on his promise. They’re not dancing, and they talked to a few of Magnus’ old classmates (that are not Raphael or Ragnor or Catarina) and Alec only had to resist the urge to roll his eyes at them a couple of times so it’s pretty good considering his low tolerance on bullshit.

That (impressive) accomplishment is forgotten the moment Camille walks up to them, arm hooked with her token husband’s. Her smirk is just feral when they stop in front of Magnus and Alec, her eyes scrutinized them (mostly Magnus, Alec notices, gritting his teeth) like they’re a prey she can’t wait to feast on.

Magnus plays the game just as well as she does, though, and they chat for a minute before Camille’s what’s-his-name husband walks away to fetch her a drink and her whole demeanor changes. She takes a step forward, reaching down so that her fingers brush with Magnus’ and Alec just stands there, dumbfounded that she would have the nerve when 1) her husband literally is in the same room and walked away ten seconds ago and 2) Alec is literally standing right there and everyone they met tonight assumed they were dating and neither Magnus nor Alec bothered to correct them because they figured it added to Magnus’ “my life is better than yours” thing.

But Camille doesn’t seem to care and a lazy but languid smirk tugs at her lips as she purrs about how they should catch up soon, and there’s no doubt about what she means exactly by that.

So Alec does the only coherent thing (or so his brain seems to think) and blurts out, “hey babe, wanna dance?” while grabbing Magnus’ hand and blowing holes into Camille’s skull with his eyes.

No dancing was his number one condition but Magnus didn’t seem to know what to do and Alec might have been a little tiny super small bit jealous so he takes no responsibility for the words that came out of his mouth. Magnus nods, a smirk pulling the corner of his lips up.

“Oh, so we’re dancing now,” Magnus murmurs teasingly as he lets Alec guide him to the makeshift dance floor, before channeling his best Alec voice. “I’ll go to your stupid prom but I won’t dance, Magnus, not even if it’s a life or death situation. I don’t care.”

“Just put your hands on my waist and shut up,” Alec grumbles.

“Back to Magnus, uh? Shame.”

Alec blushes and clears his throat. He steps on Magnus’ foot and no matter what Magnus can think, it is 100% accidental.

“Sorry,” he mumbles, ducking his head to stare at their feet. “I-I just... can’t dance. Never liked proms.”

Magnus snorts, if only to hide how much he wants to kiss that stupidly adorable man right then. “For the millionth time, darling, this is not a prom. And that’s okay, I’m sure you spent your prom making out with your gorgeous date while you waited to be crowned king.”

Alec frowns, shaking his head. “I didn’t go to my prom. I hate balls. Or anything remotely resembling. So I never went to one."

Magnus‘ eyes widens as he stares at him, shock written plainly on his features. "What?!"

Alec shrugs. "I knew I would have to go alone or with either my baby sister or brother, and how lame would that have been? Plus, it’s not like there was anyone who caught my interest in high school."

Magnus gasps dramatically this time. “Does that mean you didn’t do all the fun rule-breaking stuff you’re supposed to do with your crush in high school?” he asks, not unkindly. “Like sneak into tiny janitor’s closets or behind the benches during physical education to actually practice physical education instead?”

"No. I went to school to learn stuff and get good grades,” Alec deadpans. "And I was captain of the football team and the debate club so I didn’t have time for that."

“That’s just unacceptable, Alexander,” Magnus heaves out, shaking his head exaggeratedly. “You need some bad influence in your life. Someone’s gotta stray you away from the good path. I volunteer as tribute. It’s a hardship but someone’s gotta do it.”

Alec snorts, rolling his eyes, and is about to reply when he spots Camille storming off their way.

“Did you have a hiding spot to avoid the wrath of a pissed off teacher?” he asks, biting on his bottom lip. “Because we might need it right about now.”

Magnus glances over his shoulder to see Camille slither her way through dancing couples to get to them.

“What did you do?”

Alec puts on his best innocent face. “I may or may not have texted Ragnor about what happened earlier and he may or may not have taken the opportunity of being at the bar at the same time as her dumb husband to let it slip that she tried to get into your pants. Oops.”

Magnus stifles a laugh and tries to throw him a scowling glare but fails epically. So when he spots Camille approaching dangerously from the corner of his eye, he grabs Alec’s hand instead and leads him out of the room and into his high school corridors.

They run out of there, giggling, and Magnus feels like a teenager again, and the way his stomach is fluttering at the feeling of Alec’s palm against his own is just one of the reasons why.

He takes Alec to the gym, where he knows a perfect spot beneath the benches where he used to sneak to skip class and smoke a cigarette. Except Magnus wasn’t quite as tall, or his shoulders quite as broad, when he was a teenager and Alec is taller and pretty well-built himself so the space they have to share ends up being small enough that personal space becomes a foreign notion.

Alec doesn’t seem to mind, a wide grin splitting his face as they catch their breaths. He stares at Magnus for a while, blinking, before he looks away to survey their surroundings.

"So... you and your friends came here to smoke?" he asks, pointing a finger at the cigarettes butts on the ground. Those things never change.

“Among other things,” Magnus retorts with a teasing smirk.

“Like what?"

And Magnus just throws him a pointed look, because he knows Alec is innocent when it comes to breaking rules and typical teenagerness but... “Really, Alexander?”

And Alec throws him back the exact same look. “Yeah, really,” he huffs out,something flickering in his eyes that Magnus can’t possibly miss with how close they’re standing. “Are you gonna kiss me or what?”

So Magnus does just that, chuckling while he leans in. And it definitely feels like being a teenager again - with much more skill and chill (who is he kidding? He loses all chill as soon as Alec nips at his bottom lip when Magnus grips his hair just a bit too hard.)

And when Magnus is very comfortably settled between Alec's legs, one hand flat against the burning skin of his back while the other works on unbuttoning his shirt, someone coughs and they jump apart, cheeks flushed and panting.

Alec almost has a heart attack.

Ragnor is leaning against the wall a few feet away from them, arms crossed nonchalantly.

"Really, Magnus? A thousand years have passed and you're still hooking up with pretty boys under the benches? Predictable."

Magnus glares at him, but makes no move to entangle their bodies.

“Really, Ragnor? A thousand years have passed and you’re still making a point of ruining my life? Predictable.”

Ragnor smirks, sipping his beer and just turns to walk away. “We’re going to the Hunter’s Moon so we can hang out with people we actually like and that we’ve seen somewhere other than our Facebook feed in the past ten years,” he calls over his shoulder. “We’ll wait for you guys in the lobby. Please be wearing clothes.”

Magnus shows him one particular finger and turns back to Alec, who has gone utterly quiet. His cheeks are bright red with embarrassment and he’s chewing on his bottom lip, his tongue darting out every now and then as if he can still taste Magnus.

“Alexander?” Magnus calls out softly, his fingers gliding in his hair at the back of his head.

Alec hums, blinking out of his stupor as he glances back at Magnus.

“You’re not... having regrets, are you?”

Alec seems positively offended. “How could I—“ but he doesn’t finish, shaking his head. “I was just thinking that this place smells and is kinda gross and it really sucks as far as first dates go so maybe we could actually go out properly some day soon? Like grab dinner and maybe catch a movie?”

Magnus smiles. “I’d love that.”

“Good.” Alec smiles back. “Great.”

And they just stand there for a while, still tightly pressed to each other, until Magnus clears his throat, jerking his head toward the exit. “We should go. They’re waiting for us.”

Alec hums, eyes riveted on Magnus’ lips. “But what if Camille is still in the corridors looking for us?”

The corner of Magnus’ lips turn into a smirk, and he makes a show of craning his neck. “You’re right, I think I just heard her,” he lies.

Alec nods, licking his lips. “We should wait five more minutes. For safety, of course.”

Magnus nods back. “For safety. But that doesn’t mean we have to be bored while we wait for the threat to go away. Any idea on how to spend this time?”

“A few,” Alec replies in a breath, and kisses him again.

Magnus: Magnus yes.

Alec: Magnus no.

Magnus: Magnus yes.

Alec arrives to apologize or sort things out then and does that face. You know the one. The 17k face. He's 50 shades of shook and 100 shades of aroused. Cat notices him first and she doesn't stop dancing but she looks at Magnus and says, "I think your Shadowhunter is here to apologize. Does he dance?" because if she can have an opportunity to tease a Shadowhunter, she'll take it. 

Magnus just smirks and twirls around to face Alec, who shakes his head, his eyes widening.

"I don't think he does," he sighs, waving his hand to switch off the music.

Cat stages an affronted gasp and gives Alec a very disappointed look.

"Shadowhunters... Always so serious, so eager to follow the rules..."

Alec frowns, now almost offended himself. "I stopped my own wedding to make out with the High Warlock of Brooklyn," he argues.

When night comes, Magnus and Alec finally manage to tuck them in their own beds to sleep, after a long argument, an extra bed time story and twice the usual amount of forehead kisses.

When they fall asleep, Magnus points to the kids' fort and decides to crawl in. Alec pretends he doesn't want to but he ends up crawling after him, if only to see what they've built there exactly.

They end up holding each other in the fort, surrounded by pillows and stuffed animals, talking about how happy they are and how utterly exhausting but marvelous their children are.

Cue to the next morning, them waking up in the fort with their kids complaining about them stealing their fort, but eventually crawling in to join them. It's a Sunday, so Alec goes to fetch his laptop and they spend the day in the fort watching movies and eating sandwiches.

Me:

These are based on questions I got on twitter through curious cat.

Who is big spoon? Alec or Magnus?

Both of them? I think it depends on their mood and on the day they've had.

When Alec is exhausted after a day of hunting demons, he crawls in bed next to Magnus and wraps his arms around him and buries his nose in his hair. When the reason for his exhaustion is a bunch of meetings with old-fashioned representatives of the Clave who give him disapproving glances for obvious reasons, he crawls into bed but sneaks under Magnus' arm instead. In both cases, he lets himself be lulled to sleep by the knowledge that not everything is shitty in this world, for a world that hosts such a wonderful man can't be all that bad.

Magnus is different. It's been a while since he last opened up to someone and he still struggles at times. When he has a bad day, it's often because he let his mind wander too far in the past, and it brought back happy memories that make him nostalgic, or frankly awful ones. He doesn't always talk about it with Alec, nor does he explain why he's feeling down, but after a while, Alec learns to notice the little details, that particular ring he wears on those occasions, the way his eyes get lost into space more often, the fact that he drinks bourbon instead of his usual colorful cocktails. When they get to bed, Magnus needs to have Alec in his arms, to reassure himself that he is not going away, that he is not a fragment of his imagination, and that they are safe as long as they are together.

On other occasions, Magnus just needs to be held - and the fact that Alexander has strong Shadowhunters arms is just a bonus - because he can feel vulnerable every once in a while, but he never does in Alec's arms. When they're both in a good mood, they probably end up falling asleep half on top of each other, sometimes still naked, sometimes fully clothed because they were so exhausted they just collapsed on the bed, smiling nonetheless because the company is pretty great. This got way too long and way too emotional way too quickly.

Do you think Malec cried when they sent their kids to school?

They definitely went into Overprotective Dads mode.

Like Alec would panic and pack two lunch boxes ("just in case something happens to the first one, Magnus. IT CAN HAPPEN.") and remind their kid not to talk to strangers 17,000 times. Magnus goes into a long rant about how to make friends, and how to defend yourself without using physical violence ("Magnus, stop teaching our child to sass people." "Funny you would say that when you're the one who taught him/her to roll his/her eyes all the time!").

They walk the kid to school together, each holding a hand and when he/she starts showing signs of fears, like maybe tugging on their hands and taking a step back, they both kneel down and tell him/her how everything is gonna be okay, how he/she is the most clever kid in the whole world anyway and he/she is going to make a lot of friends because Magnus made sure he/she is wearing the coolest clothes ever.

They both wave at the child when he/she finally disappears in the classroom, and Magnus wraps his arms around Alec's waist, and Alec his own around his shoulders.

"Are you crying?" "No," Magnus sniffs. "You?" Alec clears his throat to hide the own tremor of his voice. "No. Of course not."

They both cry. Those sappy assholes.

Malec pillow talk?

Yes. All of it.

There is that time Alec just blurts out, "Have I ever told you how fucking beautiful you are?", and Magnus just blushes, which, like, never happens, so Alec just stares proudly, and proceeds to make an habit of complimenting Magnus right before they go to bed, because post-coital Magnus is usually too content to bring his defenses back up.

After awhile, Magnus understands what Alec is doing, though, and the next time it happens, he just gives him a pointed glance, and smirks. "Have I ever told you how sappy you are after you've been thoroughly fucked?"

Surprisingly, Alec just grins and drops a kiss on Magnus' nose. "Seriously, I mean it. You're gorgeous."

Magnus just buries his face in Alec's neck and mumbles for him to shut up.

Sometimes, they just talk about their lives, and when it gets a bit too much, they hold each other through it.

When Magnus tells Alec about his mother, it is deep into the night, and Alec listens reverently, never interrupting, but his fingers absently running up and down Magnus' back in comfort.

When Alec tells Magnus about everything he did to make sure no one in the Institute would get suspicious about his sexuality, Magnus mutters a few reassuring words every now and then, and every time it makes Alec's lips twitch with the beginning of a smile that doesn't reach his eyes until Magnus finally caves and leans forward to press a lingering kiss to his mouth.

Pillow talk also involves the deep philosophical questions of life. Like that time they are both restless after sex but too lazy for round two, so they engage in a hour-long discussion on homosexual behavior in the animal kingdom and they end up watching a documentary about it at two in the morning while cuddling naked because why the fuck not?

Pillow talk also means bitching for hours over reality TV shows they watch together, or how stupid the protagonists of the last movie they watched together were.

(#1)

still from questions on curious cat.

Who is the strict one? Who yells at the kids more? Alec or Magnus?

I don't think either of them is the type who'd yell at their kids.

Alec doesn't need to. He has the power of the Death Glare on his side, and their kids are smart enough to know what that means, so when Alec unleashes his superpower ("it's totally a superpower, shut up Jace"), they make sure to 1) apologize; 2) fix whatever mess they got into/made; 3) apologize again; 4) go hide until Alec has simmered down.

Or they get into little shits mode and be extra cute until all Alec can do is roll his eyes and get that stupid, sappy, i-love-my-kids-so-much-even-though-they-are-little-shits grin on his face.

Magnus has lived centuries, so it takes a lot to get him angry. He's not short-tempered but when they really do mess up, or talk back, he just sasses them to hell and back. They try to sass back but... well, Magnus is the King of Sass so there's not much they can do. Eventually, they just huff out in annoyance. "Ok, Papa, we get it. We screwed up. Sorry. Or whatever."

The "being extra cute" mode works very well on Magnus too, and Alec and he sometimes complain about it to each other late at night when they're lying in bed.

"Max and Raf were fighting today and they broke my Ming vase. I started scolding them but they gave me the puppy eyes. I bought a new cheap vase from Ikea."

"Tell me about it. I went grocery shopping with Madzie and she sneaked a unicorn plushy in the shopping cart when I wasn't looking and when we got to checkout, I barely had the time to open my mouth to tell her off, she was already wobbling her lips like she was about to cry. I ended up buying her two unicorn plushies. One purple, and one pink.”

Couples fight. What do you think Magnus and Alec fight about?

It's either very silly things or very serious stuff. There is no in-between. Silly things involve whether or not one should break spaghetti in half before cooking them, what to watch on TV, who is the best Avenger, or just one of them getting jealous because they're too fucking hot not to attract other people's attention.

Serious stuff involves Magnus exhausting himself by using too much magic, Alec refusing to let Magnus know when he gets hurt on a mission not to worry him and Magnus learning about it eventually, both of them working too much and sometimes failing to make time for each other, their insecurities tricking them into believing they aren't enough and them being snappy to hide it, etc.

Angry wall sex is a great way to settle an argument.

Also, communication. Communication is important, and they're pretty good at it.

Who makes breakfast in the morning? and who likes to bring the other breakfast in bed? Talking about Malec of course.

Breakfast in bed usually means they're both too lazy, or too busy with sexy times to move, so Magnus just ends up snapping his fingers so they can have something to eat and drink before spending the day between the sheets.

I'd say Alec is more likely to make breakfast in the morning. It's his way of trying to be romantic. The first time he does, he is so stressed about getting everything perfect that he ends up overcooking the eggs and making terrible coffee, but Magnus is too shocked to have someone take care of him in that way to really care. It's the best eggs he's had in a very long time.

How do you think it went when Magnus told Alec he would have to actually dance during their wedding? Did they take classes? Did Alec blush?

Alec is a perfectionist.

He would be the one enrolling them in dance classes to make sure he gets every step absolutely perfect for the big day.

He spends days rehearsing every movement. Magnus sometimes catches him practicing the steps while he brushes his teeth in the bathroom in the evening, and he is so focused that he doesn't even realize Magnus is standing there until Magnus reaches out to pinch his butt.

Their dance is actually flawless. The following ones... not so much.

Did Magnus ever take Alec on a date to the cinema?

Alec would be the kind of person who gets annoyed at every unrealistic detail and be overly pragmatic.

"Seriously, Magnus, they saved the world and all. That's wonderful but who's going to pay for the damages? They destroyed New York! How many casualties? How long is it going to take to re-build everything?" "Alec, it's just a movie." "It's a stupid movie. People who write movies are completely irresponsible."

"Ok, that's ridiculous. There's someone trying to kill you in the house and instead of running outside and calling for help, you hide in the basement? You deserve to get killed."

"WHY IS THAT VAMPIRE GLOWING IN THE SUN, MAGNUS? WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS? AND WHY DOES HE LOOK CONSTIPATED ALL THE TIME????"