#softdario

Literally all of their scenes so far have been lackluster, saia is so good and has chemistry

Alec tore his eyes from where they were watching the television, his head in Magnus' lap. 

"I mean, you practically live here anyway might as well make the leap and move all your stuff in. It’s impractical to have to go from here to the institute just to get changed." 

Alec sat up and turned so his legs were draped across Magnus' lap and his hands going to play with the hair at the nape of his neck. 

"Are you asking me to move in for the practicality?" 

Magnus grinned. "Well, that, and I want you here all the time, to hug you and kiss you whenever. I want this to be your home, our home. I would quite like this to be the Bane and Lightwood residence." 

Alec hummed, moving forward to brush his nose against Magnus'. 

"I would quite like that too." 

Magnus pulled back, a grin on his face. "Is that a yes?" 

Alec nodded and Magnus couldn’t help the laugh bubbling out of him as he pulled Alec into his chest. The force of it caused them to topple over onto the sofa, consumed by laughter and love. 

@softdario

It had become a tradition of sorts. Magnus would whisk Alec away to a different country at a moment’s notice, and Alec would pull him over to the first photo booth that he saw. Ever since their trip to Tokyo a few years back, where they had first taken the photos together, the act would grow even more.  

After a while, they decided to make it their thing. It didn’t take long for there to be a collection of them growing. Magnus had bought a scrapbook for them to keep every strip of photos in, so that they could look through it and remember all their trips from around the world.

It was another one of those days, where Alec had a free day, and Magnus took advantage of the fact that they had a day to themselves. They had woke up early, and gotten ready, Alec trying to get out of Magnus the truth of where they were going, but his boyfriend was determined to keep his lips sealed.

Once they had stepped through the portal, Alec couldn’t contain the grin that grew on his face, a twinkle in his eyes as he looked over at Magnus. He had taken them back to Tokyo, like the very first time. They hadn’t been back since, opting to visit as many places as possible, but Tokyo held a special place for them, as the beginning of their relationship.

They had spent the day revisiting all the places they had been to before, and visiting some new sites that they’d wanted to see. They laughed and held each other close, not caring about any of the other tourists or residents as they would steal kisses whenever the opportunity arose.

It wasn’t till later in the night, when they were on their way to their hotel that Alec spotted it. It was the same photo booth that he had pulled Magnus into when they first visited. He knew Magnus had spotted it as well when they both caught each other’s eye and grinned, both changing the direction they were walking in to go into the booth.

Alec sat down, watching as Magnus put the money in and went through the options so they could take the normal four photos that they always opted for. And while watching, Alec felt a warm wave of nostalgia rush through him, and he knew, in that very moment that, this is what he wants for the rest of his life.

“Okay let’s start this off with funny faces.” Magnus sat back and the two of them pulled ridiculous faces towards the camera.

Flash.

The next photo ended up being Magnus facing Alec with a confused expression on his face, while Alec was mid sentence.

Flash.

The next photo was Alec holding a ring box in his hands, a grin on his face and tears in both his and Magnus’ eyes.

Flash.

The last photo turned out to be Magnus kissing Alec, his hands on either side of his face, and a new ring on his left hand.

Flash.

It had become a tradition of sorts, for them to take photos in a photo booth wherever they went. It had started out as a pinpoint for the beginning of their relationship. But now it was something more.

The first thing Alec noticed when he first woke up was thathe was alone. He hadn’t even opened his eyes, but when he moved closer into thespace where Magnus was, instead of nuzzling into his boyfriends shoulder, hewas met with a face full of pillow.

The second thing Alec noticed once he had opened his eyesand sat up, was the sound of music and Magnus humming along to it coming fromthe kitchen. A smile spread across his lips as he listened to Magnus movearound the kitchen, hearing the kettle come to boil and cupboards opening andshutting.

Alec slipped out of bed, pulling one of Magnus’ jumpers on,the material slightly loose around his shoulders and arms, but still a comfyfit on him. He tugged the sleeves down to cover his hands as he padded into thekitchen, Magnus’ small humming getting louder as he got closer.

The third thing that Alec noticed that morning was Magnusdancing in the kitchen, wearing Alec’s sweatpants low on his hips. The cuffs ofthe pants were rolled up so that Magnus’ ankles were showing. Magnus was stoodin front of the stove, cooking something that Alec couldn’t see, and his headwas bopping and hips were swaying to the music that was playing from the radioon the side.

He shuffled over to Magnus and circled his arms around hiswaist, bringing his hands to rest against Magnus’ stomach. He felt Magnus relaxinto his touch as he nuzzled his head into his neck, letting his lips brush againstthe smooth skin there.

“Good morning to you, too.” Alec mumbled a good morning back, but the words werelost in Magnus’ neck.

“Alexander, is that my jumper you’re wearing?”

Alec lifted his head so that his chin was resting on Magnus’shoulder. “Mm, yeah it is. But I figured since you weren’t there when I wokeup, that it was okay. Plus, I’m pretty sure those are my sweatpants.”

“They are. And they are very comfortable, so I may bestealing them.”

“That’s okay; I quite like seeing you in them.”

Magnus turned his head to press a kiss against the corner ofAlec’s jaw, his lips rubbing against the slight stubble that had started togrow there. They moved away from each other, the two finishing up makingbreakfast, but always still close enough to touch.