#breakingnoses

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“Both.” Stiles answered as he sat down on the empty chair beside the deputy’s desk and slumped. resting his chin on the desk. He’d rather head home after the long meeting he had with the state detective, but his dad had asked him to keep an eye on the new guy. Apparently the guy’s been curious about certain past cases. And while he can’t blame anyone for wanting to look into the massacre that happened in the sheriff’s department--- twice; people asking about the Hale fire was a whole different topic. 

back on asgard, he’d been used to a certain kind of life style, one that he’d been trying to reign back on since relocating to midgard. he’d learned during his pursuit of the smaller man, that throwing jewels, gems and gold at him wasn’t exactly the best move, at least... if it weren’t done in moderation. it’d been a while since he’d felt that itch and considering the momentous occasion, he’d sprung for a pendant, one that held the color of the birth stone for the month their unborn child was due. 

❛ close your eyes, beloved, ❜ he murmurs, walking up to, raising his hands to place the necklace around his neck, chuckling slightly when he sees alec shiver. once he’s made sure the clasp is secure, he whispers to alec to open his eyes. cobalt eyes are alight with joy as he sees alec look at it and when he’s asked why he was gifted the necklace, the asgardian hands his husband a letter. all of the suspense, all of the waiting, it was all worth it when he sees those happy tears shine in alec’s eyes. easily, he catches him in his arms and beams down at the brunette. ❛ oh, but my love, i did... tis but a small way to repay you for what you are doing for us, ❜ he murmurs just as soft, leaning in, he nuzzles his nose before stealing his lips in a deep kiss.

pulling away finally, he rests his forehead against alec’s. ❛ i love you, alexander... and i vow to keep you and our unborn child safe, ❜ the god promises, leaning in to press another kiss to his lips.

he doesn’t let that stop him, even as alec takes his wrists, because he knows the younger man liked to play hard to get every once in a while. so, he does the one thing he knows will melt the young man’s resolve, he pulled him into a deep and possessive kiss. briggs thought he had him, when he felt alec’s knees start to tremble, apparently not, considering the fact that he’s being shoved off again. grumbling, he narrows his eyes at alec, studying him for a moment. ❛ fine. what... what is it? ❜ had he noticed a bit more resistance from the other as of late, but he’d brushed it off, since he almost always bent to his will in the end... apparently not tonight. ❛ what’s shoved up your ass? sure as hell know it’s not my cock, ❜ he growls out.

“I’ve never had so much trouble keeping a man in bed before.” He teased, but in reality it was a defense mechanism to cover up his worry.

Alec almost died. And it scared him. He knew his work as a Shadowhunter was dangerous, that he would be wounded or hurt in battle, but he thought that part of their lives was over. After defeating Lilith and making it through, he thought that they could enter a peaceful life together. How naive and foolish he had been, looking back. And Marcus was angry with himself for being lulled into a false sense of security, and scared more than ever of losing Alec. 

He tried not to show it though.

     Once the day came he gave Sam a reason to be gone so he and Alec could be alone. Technically his brother was working a case with Bobby, and that’s what he’d said when he left yesterday afternoon so Alec, hopefully, wouldn’t suspect anything. Dean did his usual thing that morning, which was breakfast. It wasn’t unusual for the Alpha to make breakfast for everyone staying at the bunker, not just Alec. He let the Omega do his own thing for the rest of the day and Dean went shopping.

     That evening he had the candlelit table set with a nice steak dinner and all the fixing he knew Alec would enjoy. He’d even baked a strawberry rhubarb pie, which took a little more time and effort than Dean was used to, but Alec was worth it. He’d had the gift wrapped at the store, a pretty leather jacket that would flatter the Omega’s slender form. It was sitting on the prep counter in between two bouquets of roses. One the classic deep red, the other a mix of pink and lavender.

     After nervously checking that everything was ready Dean went to find Alec and bring him to his birthday dinner. There was a smile on the hunter’s face as he leaned against the door or the room.  ❝So I did some digging, turns out today’s your birthday. I wasn’t sure you wanted to make a big deal about it or not, but I made dinner and got you a little something. It’s waiting back in the kitchen.❞

Magnus scowled at Alec but didn't move away. Was anyone's touch ever so comforting and also frustrating as Alec's? No. And he was stupid to have every agreed to this. This relationship that only really existed because Alec was in love with Jace.