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(Advent Prompt: Naughty/Nice List | Silec | Teen ) (Read on AO3)

“Someone’s on the Naughty List this year,” Simon says, crossing his arms. “And not in the sexy way.”

Alec rolls his eyes as he looks up from the paperwork on his desk he’s filling out from today’s patrols. “Neither of us celebrate Christmas, Simon,” he points out.

“We also don’t celebrate dinner time, apparently,” Simon counters.

Alec glances at the clock and curses. “Shit. Sorry, Si. I meant to text you but I lost track of time.”

“That’s not why I’m upset. You’re the only one of us who actually needs to eat, and you’re overworking yourself again,” Simon says, closing the door to Alec’s office before crossing the room to pull Alec’s chair back, away from his desk.

It’s Simon’s tried-and-true work distraction technique, moving with practiced ease (and trying not to think of the first few failed attempts at this particular maneuver) to nudge both of Alec’s thighs together into the middle of the comfortably large chair, facing his boyfriend as he places his knees on either side of Alec’s legs and sits himself down onto Alec’s lap.

Alec’s arms instinctively wrap around Simon’s back as Simon says, unnecessarily at this point, “I think you need a break.”

Simon expects Alec to indulge him in a few leisurely kisses before shooing Simon away to finish whatever work is keeping him late, because that’s what Alec always does.

Except not always, apparently. Alec must be way more stressed than Simon thinks because Alec immediately leans into the kiss, arching up against Simon, pulling him closer. When Simon’s lips move from Alec’s - tugging away with a gentle nip of his bottom lip - down his neck, Alec only tilts his head to the side to give Simon easier access to kiss along his deflect rune.

Well then.

“We should really stop...” Simon points out reluctantly, remembering the whole point of this visit is to make sure his boyfriend doesn’t starve himself. “Dinner...”

“What if I want to work up an appetite first?” Alec asks, with an enticing roll of his hips that leaves Simon sucking in an instinctive breath, despite the fact that he doesn’t need to breathe at all.

“Looks like someone’s trying to move right past the Nice List to the other Naughty List,” Simon mutters against the side of Alec’s neck.

“Not if we’re both fully clothed in this chair,” Alec points out. “I’d move us, but I’ve been advised I’m already overworked. Wouldn’t want to put any more unnecessary strain on myself,” Alec adds, and Simon has to wonder when he got so goddamn sassy.

Then Simon realizes that’s probably a tiny bit his fault for always caving when Alec gets like this, knowing full well he’s only encouraging the sass.

Simon’s off the chair a moment later, using his vampire strength to lift Alec easily despite their height difference. Moving swiftly with Alec’s legs wrapped around him Simon swiftly deposits his boyfriend onto the very convenient sofa across the room.

Stepping back with a quiet, considering hum, Simon surveys his boyfriend with a very thorough up-and-down glance.

Flufftober Day 18: Fireplace (Read on AO3)

The time away from the city is Simon’s idea - he and Alec both need a break, and getting to know someone in the constant chaos of their lives is nearly impossible. Their relationship is new and Alec has to admit that a little time away from the city to get to know each other better sounds like heaven.

It’s early December with a chance of snow, and the remote cabin located by a beautiful lake in the woods a few hours outside of the city seems perfect.

And it is perfect - right up until Alce misjudges how thick the ice on the lake is and falls through, struggling in the icy water until Simon comes to his rescue.

“Are you alright?” Simon asks, his eyes wide with panic as he looks Alec up and down quickly. They’re both soaked, but Simon, being a vampire, doesn’t seem bothered at all by the cold.

Alec nods - or does the best he can to try and nod, not that he’s certain Simon will be able to tell because his entire body is shaking along with his head. He’s so cold, the chill going straight down to his bones, and the next thing Alec knows he’s in Simon’s arms being carried back to the cabin.

When they get back Alec feels in his pocket for his stele, but it isn’t there. He must’ve lost it in the lake.

“Shit,” he curses, speaking through chattering teeth. “I could really use a heat rune right now.” He’s about to suggest they cut their losses and go back to the city when Simon turns to him with a concerned, but fond, expression.

“Guess I’ll just have to take care of you the mundane way,” Simon tells him.

‘Think you can jump from up high and land safely at the bottom, walk under the water to the shore and pull a Robert Pattinson?’

‘I really shouldn’t have told you about Twilight.’

Alec softly shook his head.

‘The movie was awful, but Raphael’s reaction was priceless.’

‘And yet, he’d seen it more times than Clary and I combined.’

‘’Must suck.’

Simon turned around to look at him, a questioning look in his eyes.

‘Having people write books, make movies about your kind, and totally messing it up.’

‘I don’t think he minds. I mean, by now it’s probably a guilty pleasure or something.’

‘Are we really having a conversation about Raphael’s guilty pleasures right now?’

Simon burst into laughter. Alec smiled.

‘I can’t believe it. This is so...’

‘Inappropriate.’ said a new voice. ‘And untrue.’

Alec didn’t seem fazed but Simon jumped into his own skin.

‘Why did you do that?’

Raphael glared at him for five whole seconds.

Simon blinked, used to it.

‘The sun will soon be out. It is time for us to return to the Hotel, Simon.’

‘Yes, Mom...’ Simon sighed dramatically. ‘See Alec, this is why we can’t have good things. Parents always going out of their way to get us back on track and feeling miserable. Well, I guess I’ll see you around at night, mister Shadowhunter.’

‘The way you said that, people will start thinking I’m as nocturnal as the both of you.’

Platonic Relationships - Simon Lewis + Alec Lightwood