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Alec is curled up in one corner of the couch when Magnus gets home. Itās late, the living room lit up only by a lamp on a side table, and heās wearing a T-shirt and sweatpants, his hair ruffled and caught by the lamp light, and he yawns and looks up as the door swings open. Magnus sees him on the couch and smiles, and he walks over, footsteps light and graceful, and he puts one hand on the couch by Alecās head and leans down to kiss him hello.
The kiss is warm and soft and slow, and Magnus pulls back to rest their foreheads together, closing his eyes and breathing him in. He smells warm, somehow, comforting, like home, and Magnus leans in and kisses him again. This time, itās Alec who pulls away, and heās smiling an inch from Magnusā lips as he says, āHow was your meeting?ā
Smiling, Magnus sighs and turns, sitting down next to Alec. Alec scoots over a little and moves his legs so Magnus is sitting right up against his side. At this, Magnusā smile changes to the one he reserves just for Alec, full of fondness and adoration, his gaze soft and sweet. He shifts so his side is against Alecās, and he rests his head on Alecās shoulder. He feels Alecās arm wrap around him, and his skin is warm, his breath even and slow.
āNothing less than you can expect from a Downworld Meeting; some melodramatic complaining, some well-worded insults, some truly fantastic wine.ā
Alec chuckles quietly and leans down to press his lips to the top of Magnusā head, and then he just stays there, his head leaning on Magnusā, setting his book aside and laying his other arm across Magnusā stomach and closing his eyes. Magnus closes his eyes, too, basking in the feeling of it, of Alecās heartbeat and his warm breath against his face, the feeling of warm skin on skin.
For a moment, thatās all there is, the two of them sitting together on the couch, and then Magnus opens his eyes and pulls his head away just enough to be able to look at Alecās face.
āAs much as I love this, and you-ā Alec grins- āI think itās far time we went to bed.ā His voice is soft and quiet, almost a whisper, and itās rough, a little hoarse.
Alec smiles at him, and he looks terribly fond, eyes already half closed, but he looks so unbelievably happy- warm, and soft, and in love, and his voice is just as low when he responds.
āYeah. I think it is.ā
The bed dips as Magnus climbs on, and in the darkness, Alec reaches out for him. He catches Magnusā shoulder, and although he canāt see it, Magnus smiles, and he moves Alecās hand down to his own as he pulls up the comforter.
Alecās palm is warm, and he tugs Magnus closer to him, rolling onto his other side, his back now to Magnus, holding Magnusā hand with both of his own against his stomach. Magnus smiles Alecās smile, and he presses himself against Alecās back, feeling the warmth of his skin and the rise and fall of his chest with each breath, breathing in the scent of Alecās- his- shampoo.
2.
Alec slides his phone out of his pocket and opens the text from Izzy. Itās a picture of he and Magnus from a few days ago when Izzy dropped by to give Alec a few odds and ends he left behind when he moved in with Magnus. She took the picture just after she arrived, and in it, it almost looks like they hadnāt noticed she was there at all.
They were sitting facing each other on the couch, Alec in a T-shirt, his hair looking somewhat ruffled, and Magnusā back was straight, his hair spiked, rings and necklaces catching the light from the chandelier. He was smiling at Alec, gaze soft and sweet, and he had one hand extended in front of him, his silver rings glittering. Alecās eyebrows were drawn together, his mouth a tight line in concentration, and he was bent over Magnusā hand, one hand holding it steady, the other hovering above it an inch away with a brush covered in a deep red nail polish.
āAlec?ā
Alec looks up from his phone to see Jace standing in the doorway of his office, and at Jaceās stern look, Alecās smile fades.
āWhat is it?ā
āThere was a demon attack in Lower Manhattan. Three mundanes were severely injured. Theyāre in the infirmary.ā
Alec nods and says, āIāll be right there,ā and Jace ducks back into the hallway. Alec glances back down at his phone, at the picture of Magnus and him, and sends Izzy a quick Thanks before pocketing it and standing, crossing his office and letting the door swing shut behind him.
Magnus stirs the potion idly, watching it bubble and boil, and he appears to be pulled out of some kind of reverie when his phone begins to ring from inside his pocket. He extracts it, still lazily stirring the potion, and glances at the caller ID before answering.
āHello, Bathilde.ā
He twirls the wooden spoon in lazy patterns as the woman on the other end of the line speaks, her voice clipped and somewhat anxious.
āI told you itāll be ready tomorrow at ten. No earlier. This particular potion requires great-ā
She cuts him off, and Magnus sighs, gazing across the room at the book Alec left on the table earlier that morning, and he smiles.
āNot to worry, Bathilde. I have no intention of breaking our agreement.ā
Magnus ignores her response, opting instead to end the conversation with a curt āIāll see you tomorrow, thenā before hanging up. He sighs again, and heās about to set his phone down when it dings, a tiny picture of Isabelle appearing on the screen. He opens her text and is somehow surprised by the picture sheās sent, and he finds himself smiling down at it.
It was such a lovely evening, and just thinking about it brings that feeling back to his chest, that fondness and adoration, and he glances at the chipped nail polish on his nails, at the tiny, almost invisible dots of deep red on his skin, and it feels like the beginning again, butterflies in his stomach and a dizzying kind of bright happiness making him forget about everything, all the work he has left to do, the meetings, and instead, he thinks again only of Alec and of the way his smile lights up his eyes.
3.
Early morning light streams through the windows of the bedroom, and Alec rolls over, now facing Magnus, and he buries his head a little further into the pillow. His hair is sleep-ruffled, eyes closed, the comforter pulled up just to his stomach.
A foot away, Magnus is lying on his side, watching Alec, a soft smile on his lips. He reaches out his hand to run his fingers lightly up Alecās side, his arm, and without opening his eyes, Alec shuffles a little closer. Magnus runs his hand back down Alecās arm, onto his torso, and he rubs little circles into Alecās stomach with his thumb. Alec sighs, barely audibly, and extends the arm that isnāt trapped under his body and rests his hand on Magnusā arm, and Magnus smiles at the gesture, at the feeling of his warm skin and the cool metal of his ring.
Magnus moves closer, putting his forehead right up against Alecās, and he leans in and leaves a little kiss on Alecās cheek, just beneath his eye, and only a few inches away, he whispers, āGood morning.ā
Alec grunts in response, but there is the tiniest hint of a smile pulling at the corner of his lips.
Magnus leans in again, and this time, he kisses the bridge of Alecās nose, and Alecās smile widens, his eyes still closed. Magnus drags his fingers over Alecās deflect rune and up to his chin. Alec gives another tiny sigh, and his eyes blink open, looking at Magnus.
āGāmorninā.ā His voice is low and thick and gravely, his words run together and slightly slurred, and he smiles at Magnus with a kind of sleepy sweetness, eyes running over his face, his hand coming up to rest on Magnusā shoulder.
Magnus smiles back at him, gaze soft and fond, and he combs his fingers through Alecās hair and says, āGāmornināā with an air of amusement in his voice.
Alec just smiles at him, shuffling closer and wrapping his arms around Magnusā torso, pushing his bare chest up against Magnusā, his knee between Magnusā thighs, and he puts his head on Magnusā shoulder. Magnus rolls onto his back, and Alec is curled up against him, his breath warm on Magnusā bare chest and neck. Magnus brings his hand around to Alecās back, and he looks down at Alecās face to see that his eyes are closed again, the corners of his mouth pulled up in a smile.
Magnus presses a kiss to his messy hair, and he feels Alec snuggle in a little closer to his chest. He smiles Alecās smile, and he can feel Alecās heartbeat against his own skin, his breath, the warmth radiating off of him, and he rubs his hand slowly up and down his husbandās back as the sun slowly rises, making the room glow in shades of gold.
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so it's midnight here in Paris which means it's wednesday which means it's your birthday !!!! happy twenties, i wish you the best of birthdays and hope that you'll have an amazing day and gifts and just amazing stuff happening to you. keep on shining lil ray of sunshine and once again, joyeux anniversaire šš¾ššš (here's some cake for meāŗļø)
aaaaaah i love you kadi i canāt believe you remembered thank you so much!!!