Sometimes when we touch
Ok so I started writing fanfic, I blame @starwitness42 this is all her fault. I’m not in fandom, I don’t write fic and I generally hide under my favourite rock, but then she posted this about how Magnus doesn’t ever touch Alec and what if he can’t because once he does he will be down the rabbit hole and it made my brain start this
“You’re using magic to stop me touching you.” Alec spat the words out between gritted teeth, a part of them still wanting them to remain unsaid, to be proven untrue, but the flash of guilt on Magnus face, there and gone in a second to be replaced with a mask of innocence, told him his hopes were wrong
“And why would I do that Alexander?” he asked, his eyebrow arched as if the whole idea was just too ridiculous.
“You tell me,” Alec replied. “Maybe for the same reason you never touch me.”
Magnus scoffed, but he refused to meet Alec’s eyes and a faint tinge of pink appeared high on the arch of his cheekbones.
“Now you are being ridiculous. You and I have done far more than touch of late.”
“No,” Alec countered, his voice rising. “We kiss, we make out, yes. But you never touch me, you never initiate, and when I touch you, it’s like there is something, like you have done something to stop me connecting, stopping me from actually feeling you. Why?
“As I said, you are being ridiculous. I am not blocking you from doing anything.”
“Yeah?” Alec asked.
With lightning quick reflexes he lifted Magnus hand and placed it on his bare chest, slightly covering his heart. Magnus tensed, refusing to lay his palm flat, but for the first time, there was direct contact. Alec could feel the frissions of electricity from Magnus fingertips where they rested just above his heart. The warmth of the bottom of his palm as it rested below.
Alec felt his skin heat, Magnus was touching him, he could feel the energy and heat from him as if for the first time and it felt more intimate than anything that had gone before. He felt slightly dizzy with the sensations shooting through him, and he wondered, not for the first time how he could have fallen so hard, so fast.
He met Magnus eyes and felt a surge of want at the slightly dazed look of want his face. His eyes were wide, pupils blown and his lips parted just slightly and the fear went away. Magnus wanted this, wanted Alec, just as much as Alec wanted him.
But then Magnus started to pull away, the look of desperate want, laced now with fear and Alec felt like his heart had stopped. He linked their fingers together locking them in place, desperate to hold onto the heat for a couple more moments.
“What are you so afraid of?” Alec asked, a note of desperation in his voice as he felt the connection from the last few moments slipping away. He lost his breath totally as Magnus stared at him openly, honestly his gaze direct and unwavering as he answered.
“You.”
Trying to decide on continue or go back hiding under the rock !
