#malec 2x10

[tboj]

2.10 ||

“Look Magnus, on every mission I've ever been on, I've never felt that type of fear, ever. Not knowing if you were alive or dead. I was terrified.”

[cateyes-bane]

alec protects magnus from the clave

as requested by the wonderful @smariko !! sorry that this was quite late, but i had a little bit of trouble starting this one lol. this pretty much takes place after the events of 2x10. enjoy :)

Alec and Magnus sat cross-legged on Alec's bed, facing each other, and talking about everything and anything. Business at the Institute had just calmed down and Alec needed to just sit down for a second. He was alive, Magnus was alive, they were alive together. And he made sure to cherish that before the next threat arose.

Alec reached out to run a light finger down the bridge of Magnus' nose. Magnus sighed at the touch, eyes closed and hands on Alec's chest. They were sitting close enough to feel each other's breath but it never felt close enough.

Suddenly, the door to Alec's room burst open and the two jerked back in surprise. Turning around, Alec glared at Jace who was standing in the doorway. “Jace, come on! We went over thi-”

“You're gonna wanna see this,” panted Jace. Both Alec and Magnus frowned and eyed each other curiously. Without another word, they both rose and followed Jace to the Ops Centre.

“Jace what's going on?” asked Alec, worry soaked in his voice as they turned the corner of a corridor. Alec reached his fingers out to Magnus' hand and they interlaced fingers tightly.

“It's the Clave,” was all Jace said. Alec groaned loudly, knowing full well that the Clave only ever sent emissaries to ruin things. The three made it to the Ops Centre as quickly as possible to join Isabelle and Clary. Shadowhunters had their weapons drawn and handcuffs out, wading their way through everyone in the Institute.

It didn't take them long to figure out that Shadowhunters were ushering all Downworlders off the premises. A Clave representative explained that after the attack on the Institute, no Downworlders could be trusted to be in the Institute. Alec rolled his eyes. They must have known that no Downworlder was responsible for what had happened. The Clave often cloaked their prejudice as wanting to help keep the entire Shadow World but everyone knew it was bullshit.

Isabelle stepped up to Alec and Magnus with an apologetic gaze. “The Clave is placing a ban on all Downworlders entering any Institute – ever. They're thinking of writing it into the Accords,” she whispered. Alec was speechless. They couldn't do that, they just couldn't.

Magnus looked up from Isabelle to see Simon being forcefully removed from the Institute. A seraph blade was dangerously pressed to his back. Simon looked back at a distressed Clary who was also being held back by an angry Shadowhunter. Magnus glanced at Simon and felt compelled to help him. “Simon!” Magnus exclaimed, wading through the dense group of Nephilim, Magnus ran up to Simon, a hand reached out to his.

Before he could do anything else, Magnus had a seraph blade held to his throat by a Clave emissary. “Hey!” Alec yelled, running to the front of the group. Magnus stood as still as possible, aware that one wrong move could have him slaughtered. Alec glanced down to see Magnus' fingers spark with flames of red – he was getting ready to attack. Magnus looked up to sneer at the Shadowhunter in front of him, cat eyes glowing. The Shadowhunter looked back at him in disgust.

Suddenly, another Clave representative had his blade to Magnus' throat as well and Magnus let his sparks die. Alec clenched his fists at the sight. He couldn't just stand there. Alec cautiously walked up to the situation. Every other person in the Institute had stepped meters back, steering clear of anything that could go down. It was dead silent.

Alec placed a hand on Magnus' shoulder and pushed him back lightly before stepping up between the Clave emissaries and his boyfriend. His eyes were piercing into the Shadowhunters' in a look that was deathly cold. His jaw was clenched and knuckles white. “Nobody touches him,” Alec said in a low but harsh voice.

One of the Clave Shadowhunters stepped closer to Alec. “Sometimes I wonder why we ever let them in,” she said, coldly. She glanced over to Magnus to look him up and down in disgust. “Get rid of him yourself,” she snared before setting down her blade and ushering the rest of the Downworlders and Clave emissaries out of the Institute.

Letting out a deep breath that Alec wasn't even aware he had been holding in, he turned to look at Magnus. The Warlock had his eyes cast downwards and had fists balled up beside him. He looked so helpless and – although Alec would never describe him this way – weak.

Alec stepped closer to Magnus, forehead pressed to the side of Magnus' head. He was at a loss for words. “I don't know how to fix this...” he murmured, softly, helplessly. Magnus looked up at Alec.

He pressed his hand to Alec's cheek. The boy always wanted to fix everything. “It's okay,” Magnus said as he stroked his thumb under Alec's eye. He scoffed, letting his hand drop to his side. “It's almost like the 1700s again.”

Alec looked at Magnus with a pained expression. He was trying to apologise but Magnus knew that it wasn't his fault. None of this was. “I'm leaving with you,” said Alec. Magnus frowned at him. “If you're not allowed to be here, neither am I.”

Magnus shook his head. “You're the head of this Institute, you can't leave,” he said, in a matter of fact tone.

Alec nodded. “I'm the head of this Institute, I can do what I very well please.”

i hope you enjoyed! if you have any prompts or scenarios for me, please head over to my ask box!

in the meantime, magnus and alec have a tickle fight amongst books.

[lightfromtheshadows]

In case you need to re-watch Alec’s heartbreaking realization that the Soul Sword was activated.

[phildrawsfanart]

-Magnus, I...I love you.

-I love you too.

[malecs-warofhearts]

Alec:

Look at his eyes, He keeps opening them. Looking at Magnus. He needs to be sure that Magnus is okay, that he is with him. That this is real.

Look at his hand. How he is pushing his fingers into Magnus’ shoulder. Getting him closer to himself. 

Look at his body. He is pushing himself closer to Magnus. Pushing his lips harder at Magnus’.

[cateyes-bane]

alec searches for magnus in 2x10 (alec’s pov)

prompted by the lovely @nygmaskneesocks !! thank you so much, dear <3

All I can hear is the blood rushing in my ears as I run through the Institute. Every empty room brings me one second closer to finding Magnus but one second further from knowing whether he's alive or not. This can't be happening. We had done everything in our power to prevent this from happening. Or did we? Every single Downworlder in the Institute is dead because we didn't do enough – because I didn't do enough. Magnus could be dead.

I stop in my tracks, my fingers immediately moving to squeeze my eyes shut. I take a deep breath to calm my mind of the million thoughts racing through it. I think of Izzy, Clary, Madzie, Jace. And Magnus. Nothing in this moment matters more than Magnus. I've already screwed up enough.

I run down another flight of stairs and down another corridor, Magnus could be anywhere right now. And to think the last conversation we had was an argument. Me, shouting at him for not telling me something he wasn't even sure of himself. How could I have been so stupid? I know Magnus. He would've come to me. Hell, he did, once he figured everything out.

I just wanted Izzy to be safe. That's all I ever want, for everyone to be safe. But all that could've just disappeared. And every dead body I approach only hitches my breath more. And every dead body I step over that isn't Magnus only yanks at my heartstrings more. But Magnus is still missing.

I reach the main entrance of the Institute and wrench the doors open, sunlight suddenly flooding in. I squint my eyes and run down the steps, groups of Shadowhunters pouring into the building behind me. I swallow hard, hardly breathing at this point. Magnus isn't here. Where is he? He can't be ins-

I immediately whip around at the feel of a hand on my arm. Magnus' worry filled eyes greet me and I throw myself at him, my arms wrapping around his shoulders. I bury my face into the crook of his neck just as I regain my breathing. I breathe him in until his scent makes me dizzy. I feel Magnus get on his toes to hug me tighter and in this moment I could melt into him. Every single ounce of effort into finding Magnus can wash away right here and now, the relief of seeing his face enough for me.

I pull away from Magnus and take a step back – the last thing I want to do – in order to make sure that he is really standing here in front of me. Just a minute ago I was ready to deem this moment impossible. A hand stays on Magnus' arm, I can't let him go. “Magnus, I thought-”

“I found Madzie. I got her out just in time. I took her to Catarina's, she's safe,” rambles Magnus. I don't care about any of that. All I care about is that he is alright.

I nod and look at Magnus. His eyes hold every drop of relief, just like mine. “Look, Magnus, on every mission I've ever been on I've never felt that time of fear – ever. Not knowing if you were alive or dead, I was terrified.”

Magnus reaches a hand out to hold me. “So was I...” he says, reserved. As though he'd been waiting to say the same thing. As though he had said these words before, but never heard them back. I swallow.

“Magnus, I...” Only one thought crosses my mind. And I know that every thought I had been sitting on to be true. And I have everything, right now. The soul sword could be missing, the entire world could be burning, but Magnus is here, now. And I know. “I love you.”

Magnus' eyes flicker with something I've never seen before. They flicker with relief and hope and compassion. Before I can think anything else, I hear him. “I love you too.”

A wave of reassurance washes over me and I almost cry. I grab Magnus by the shoulders and pull him close against me into a kiss. It's not slow, it's not calm. It's not tongue and teeth, it is the exact opposite. It is fast and messy, but it's just right. Everything is just right. I feel Magnus' hand on my back and I feel him here. In my arms, he is here. He's all I want.

We pull our lips apart and just breathe each other in, intoxicated in our love right now. Our foreheads press together and I am happy. For once, I can breathe again. Not in a way that suggests I'd been deprived for so long. But in a way where I demand it. I demand that I can be happy now. And no one will take that from me. I owe that to myself – and to Magnus. I hug him with every hope and desire I have. I hug him until I can't breathe again. I hug him because he is here. And I hug him with everything I have.

i hope you enjoyed! if you have any prompts or scenarios for me, please head over to my ask box!

in the meantime, magnus has to shave a lazy alec to get him ready for work.

[malecs-warofhearts]

This is the scene that I'll be reblogging the next 3 months, so get used to it 😁

[phildrawsfanart]

-Look...Magnus, on every mission that I’ve ever been on, I’ve never felt that type of fear. 

Ever.

Not knowing if you were alive or dead.

I...I was terrified.

-So was I...