May 15, 2018
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Magnus Bane and the thing he does with his hands when he is nervous, angry, worried or upset.
For my dearly beloved friend @f-f-f-fight. Eyd Mawlidun saeid. Happy Birthday Joseph. Bismillahir Rahmanir Rahim, may this New Year be the start of amazing things and journeys in your life. May joy and love and peace and grace make themselves at home in your house. As salaamu alaikum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh.
***
Alec had been acting strange all day.
It started that morning. Magnus had gotten up early for his High Warlock council meeting, poured himself a cup of coffee and was reading yesterday’s reports when Alec made his appearance. The kiss he’d brushed against his lips had been normal, as was the way Alec tasted of sugar and cream with the tartness of strawberries. His boyfriend had quite the sweet tooth and liked to start his mornings off with a generous slice of the strawberry shortcake that Catarina baked for them every week. What had been surprising was the sudden way Alec had straddled him, long limbs curving around his shoulders as he rested his forehead against Magnus’ and breathed in deep, measured breaths. Magnus found himself regulating his breathing to match Alec’s, and for that moment, all thoughts of meetings, and decisions that could not be avoided fell away. All that existed was he being there with the man he loved.
Their moment was interrupted by the ping of his calendar’s notification. “Alexander,” he murmured.
Alec stirred and leaned back, hazel eyes blinking lazily to meet Magnus’. “Busy day ahead?”
“Yes.”
Alec nodded, brushed another soft kiss against his lips and rose. “Will you be back home early?”
“I hope so.” He sighed. “In sha Allah.”
“Anything I can do to help?”
Magnus smiled. He was sure his smile looked as tired as he felt, but Alec gave him a soft smile in return. “Just be here when I get back. I’ll need the distraction.”
Alec stepped forward, nuzzled his cheek against Magnus’ and whispered against his ear. “Of course.”
***
He stopped briefly at the loft a couple of minutes after noon. He was so engrossed as he waited for his potion to finish brewing that he startled when he felt fingers run along the back of his neck. But then those fingers sank in, and he moaned, following the movement as Alec massaged kinks he’d had in his neck for the better part of a week now.
“I thought you were at the institute,” Magnus muttered, arching his neck just so, so Alec’s fingers could hit that sweet spot where back and neck met.
“Decided to take the day off.”
The words were so unexpected that Magnus’ eyes snapped open and he turned around to stare at Alec. “You took the day off?”
Alec nodded.
“But you haven’t done that since…”
“Since you convinced me to play hooky so we could fly to Italy for the Ivrea Carnival,” Alec completed with a glare.
He looked so offended that Magnus burst out laughing and although Alec fought it, he started chuckling too. “Your face then,” Magnus gasped.
Alec crossed his arms. “What else did you expect? They hit me with an orange!”
“Several oranges actually,” Magnus grinned. “It was fun.”
“Says the man who expertly managed to stone everyone around with oranges and didn’t get a single pip on him,” Alec grumbled.
Magnus shrugged. “I have great aim.”
“That you do," Alec nodded as he leaned forward and brush a quick kiss across Magnus' lips.
Magnus smiled.
"Feeling better now?"
Magnus drew back. "How did you—"?
His potion started bubbling over and he rushed over to turn the knob off, taking care to not use any bit of his magic. This particular potion and his magic didn't mix well.
He dished out the potion into the labeled jars and was just about to ask Alec how he'd known, when his wards started to tingle.
Alec's eyes darted to the door and his eyebrows furrowed.
God, how he loved how attuned to his magic Alec was.
He leaned forward, cupped Alec's chin and stroked. "We'll continue this conversation later."
Alec nodded. He reached for Magnus' coat and held it out, smoothing the sleeves after Magnus had slipped into them, and settled the jacket against Magnus' frame, smoothing the creases that had formed when Magnus had shrugged the coat off when he got into the loft. "Your visitors don't seem very patient," he said when the wards thrummed again.
Magnus grabbed the jars and moved them to the shelves in his pantry. "High Warlocks rarely are," Magnus replied. He eyed the mess that was the leftover potion in his cauldron and herbs that had taken over his receiving room, wondering if it was worth it to use his magic to clean them all up.
He felt Alec's large palm against his back and went with the push Alec gave him. "Don't worry. I'll handle it."
Magnus stopped when he got to the door. "Are you sure?"
Alec looked so indignant at the question that Magnus chuckled. "I'm not saying you can't do it Alexander. It's just…" He gestured at the mess.
"I will be extra careful. I'll only use the gloves you spelled for me." Alec wiggled his fingers, showing off the slight burn scar that was on the underside of his wrist. A permanent mark left by a volatile potion Magnus had been brewing.
Magnus hummed, pulled Alec towards himself for a quick kiss, brushed an even quicker one against the burn spot and opened the door to greet the impatient looking High Warlocks that were waiting for him on the other side of the door.
***
Magnus turned the knob and stepped into the loft. He could feel himself dragging in the thousand-ton weight that was his entire day with him through the doors, and nothing he did could shake it off.
He snapped his fingers, pulled the glass of bourbon out of the air, downed the first shot and refilled it again with a tap against the rim of the glass.
"Long day."
It wasn't a question. Magnus knew he wore the hell that had been his day on his face and he didn't attempt to hide it. They're quickly reached the stage where he could be his barest self and Alec would still understand and love him.
He drained the second glass and was just about to fill it up again when Alec reached for the glass, placed it on the table and reached for his hand.
Magnus shook his head and tried tugging it back. "It's been a long day Alexander. I need to recharge."
Alec smiled. "I know. I ran you a hot bath. Bought wine too."
"Fancy, Mr. Lightwood," Magnus teased, and allowed himself to be pulled into the bathroom.
"I learned from the best, Mr. Bane," Alec laughed as he helped Magnus out of his clothes, shrugged his off, and pulled them both into the massive Clawfoot tub.
As promised, the water was boiling, and Magnus sighed and leaned back against Alec, letting the tub and the heat and the warmth of Alec's embrace help everything fade away. "God, I needed this."
"I know you did." Alec whispered the words against his shoulders.
"How could you tell?"
Alec reached for Magnus' fingers, running circles over the individual digits. "You've been playing with your fingers all day. You only do that when you're upset."
"True."
"What's wrong?"
Magnus sighed. "I have to go pick up a warlock tomorrow. Young boy. Barely thirteen. We're taking him from the only home he's ever known, from a mother who's loves him, from family who are willing to be there for him. Except, his powers are becoming wild and uncontrollable, and he is one moment away from lashing out at someone with a power he doesn't have a full grasp on yet." He wiped at his eyes, unconcerned about the streaks of foam he might have left on his face. "It's harder when you know what you're doing is the right thing, but it's not going to let it hurt any less."
Alec ran light strokes over Magnus' back, his arms, his chest, the back of his neck, until he'd calmed down. The tension that had started to build again slowly bled out.
Magnus sighed.
"Is there anything I can do?"
Magnus shook his head. "I just have to make my peace with it. And pray."
He felt Alec nod against his back, and then suddenly the weight shifted as Alec climbed out of the tub. He wrapped one towel around his waist and gave Magnus another. "I’ll get your rug."
"Thank you Alexander."
By the time Magnus got dressed and stepped back into the living room, Alec was also dressed and had his rug laid out to face east.
Magnus pulled him into a kiss and murmured his thanks again. He took his spot before the rug; reached for the kettle and the basin Alec had brought out for him, performed Wudhu, carefully washing his face and arms thrice, his head and ending with his feet. With his ablutions done, he rose, took his space on his rug, and began his prayers, starting with Takbir, to the second Qiyaam, all the way to his second Tashahhud.
He focused his complete attention on Allah, and felt the rest of the burdens get lifted away as he finished the salat. He stayed seated for a while longer, taking in deep breaths, reluctant to let go of the peace that had settled over him.
Finally he turned around, and suppressed a laugh at the sight of Alec leaning against the doorframe, fast asleep. How like his boyfriend to feel comfortable enough to fall asleep in whatever position he found himself in.
Always acting like a soldier.
Magnus rose, rolled up his rug, packed up the kettle and the basin, and then returned for Alec. He wrapped Alec's arm around his neck, and swept him up in his arms, careful to not bump Alec's long legs against the doorframe as he carried him towards their bedroom.
He'd almost made it there when Alec stirred.
"You're done?" The words were hoarse with sleep and Alec burrowed even deeper into his arms.
Magnus chuckled. "Yeah."
"Feeling better now?"
"Yeah, much. Thank you Alexander."
Alec rubbed his nose against Magnus' chin. "Anytime."
Ooooh. I don't know if it's still your birthday but happy birthday Wrye 🍾🍾. May the new year be an amazing one. Okay so I want to show some love to my love, my heart, my queen. @latinalightwood is one of the best things to come out for me in this fandom. She's so kind, so generous & so giving & I love her! I also want to give some love to my Tumblr bestie, my fellow wavelength queen @maiabaneway. Celine's brilliant. She's my rock, strength & inspiration. I'm so blessed to have her as a friend.
thank you for the belated happy birthday!!! The new year is going well so far and I hope it continues to do so. You are amazing and I’m so glad I’ve gotten to meet you? What a beautiful person with such a good heart! And your gifs and your writing are so wonderful you are such a blessing to this fandom and to those who know you
@latinalightwood You are absolutely kind and generous and loving and just one of the loveliest and thirstiest people I have had the good fortune of encountering? You’re a gift to all who know you and I’m so glad you exist Ana thank you for blessing us with your lovely videos, lovely face, lovely everything <3
@maiabaneway Celine sounds like the absolute most wonderful kind of friend!!! I haven’t interacted with her but her blog is beautiful and well organized and I’m so glad you have her in your life, friends like that are a real blessing
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YOUR TAGS! They are truly killing it! I know it's early, but it's nice to see them working so well together to portray this new couple falling in love. I can't imagine how beside myself I'm gonna be when they are deep into their relationship
can u imagine all the things they’re gonna give us when they’re in an established relationship? They’re gonna give us all the small details and i can’t wait!!!
#the most domestic immortal husbands (part ii)
You’ve got to fight. And those who care about you will fight with you.
#saveshadowhunters
Raise Hell. Donate to the Trevor Project. Make noise on Netflix.
parallels: malec & saia
parallels: malec & saia