“What’s this?”
Magnus turned his torso round to look at Alec who was sat on top of his desk, a photo frame in his hands. Magnus’ eyes flickered down, seeing over the top of the frame to get a glimpse at the picture. A soft smile filtered to his lips when he realised what it was.
The frame held a picture of them both.
It was a selfie they had taken one morning when they didn’t have any obligations except to themselves. In the picture Alec was facing the camera, but his eyes were squeezed shut and his mouth was open in a laugh. Magnus was behind him, his chin hooked over Alec’s shoulder and he was pressing a kiss to his cheek, causing the smile on Alec’s face. Magnus’ own face was scrunched up in happiness, his smile evident in the crinkles by his eyes.
Magnus loved that photo. They both looked unapologetically happy and in love. And whenever he looked at that photo, he always remembered that morning when Alec had opened the camera on his phone. He can still hear the laugh that had erupted from Alec as he spontaneously kissed him. He can still remember how Alec had dropped the phone to the mattress and turned to kiss him properly, their selfie long forgotten.
He loved that photo, because he loved the man in it, and he loved the man that he himself had become. He loved how happy a simple photo could make him. So really, it was no question when he set it as his phone wallpaper and printed it off. He looked up at Alec who was no longer looking at the frame, but instead was looking straight at him, the same look of love in his eyes.
“Mm, just a little something to remind me of your beautiful face.”
