Chapters: One-Shot
Genre: Canon AU
Length: 1K to 5K
Rating: Explicit
Secondary Characters: None
Secondary Pairings: None
Additional Relationships: None
Themes: Domesticity, Established Relationship, Head of the Institute Alec, Magnus POV, Post-2x20, PWP
Summary:
Nearly to the bed, they'd stopped to kiss with a decadent purpose that, if you asked Magnus, fit this ill-gotten hour. It was the pilfered fruit that tasted the sweetest, after all.
Magnus and Alec steal an afternoon for themselves. (Or, "Is it really an OTP until you've written them fucking against a wall?")
The scent of lavender lightly swirled in the bathroom, dimly lit by scarce candles, throwing deep shadows across wet skin. The plethora of bubbles tickled Alec’s skin as he lightly ran his fingers up and down his lover’s arm, all the way up to his shoulder, then slowly gliding down hard, smooth muscle and following down into the water where his hands rested on his stomach. The water was warm, the temperature of it surprisingly hadn’t dropped at all since they settled in a while ago.
He closes his eyes and takes in a deep, calming breath, letting his heart settle in the comfort of having Magnus in his arms, finally home again. He lightly rubs his nose along Magnus’ hairline, down to the back of his neck, and slowly trailing back up.
Alec’s soft breath and light touches sent chills down Magnus’ spine. He closes his eyes, the light of the candles reflecting orange and red behind his tired lids. He lets out a soft hum, turning his head to allow Alec more access to his neck, his head rolling on his lover’s shoulder.
He feels deep, soft open-mouthed kisses being placed along his neck as Alec trails back up to his lightly soaked hair. Eyes still closed, Magnus turns his head slightly to allow Alec to finally kiss his forehead. His kiss remains there, arms tightening around his waist for a second before relaxing back into the tub. He feels the hard muscles of Alec’s stomach settle as he leans back, releasing a soft sigh.
Magnus opens his eyes as he twirls the stem of the champagne glass resting on the edge of the tub, staring at the bubbles stemming from the bottom and flying up toward the top of the glass. The warm light from the flames reflected through the shine of the crystal clear glass as he gently spun it between his fingers, brows furrowed as he stares at it.
A bubble coated hand rests on top of his and stops his ministrations, dragging him out of his thoughts.
“Magnus,” he hears softly in his ear.
Magnus swallows thickly before clearing his throat, blinking out of the daze he has been stuck in ever since walking away from Alec. The muscles on his back dance he adjusts and settles against Alec’s chest again.
Not trusting his voice, he hums in response, knowing Alec can read him like a book.
“Are you okay?”
The concern laced in his voice made Magnus close his eyes, his heart hurt, the pain of the past few days without this man that he didn’t deserve swirled through his chest like rough waves crashing against jagged cliffs.
He clears his throat and puts up a tight smile, but turning toward Alec was a mistake. His brows were furrowed in concern, hazel eyes reflecting soft candle light, and Magnus loses his words in them.
He opens his mouth, but closes it again. He doesn’t want to lie to Alec, he wants to be better, he wants them to be better. He sighs and looks down, his hands coming together. He curses himself as he remembers taking off his rings to get in the bath, now having nothing to nervously twirl as he searches for his words. He was bare in front of Alec, exposed. Alec keeps breaking down his walls and Magnus didn’t know what to make of it.
He feels wet fingers gently tilt his chin up. He willingly goes and meets Alec’s eyes dancing all over his face in worry. The fear of Magnus leaving him again reflected clearly in his eyes and Magnus’ heart broke all over again for putting that fear there.
“I just…” he begins softly. He never wants to see that fear in Alec’s eyes again. He shakes his head and sets a hand on Alec’s arm in comfort. “I’m just glad you’re okay,” he whispers the truths echoing from his heart. But his heart screamed more as Alec’s face turns soft.
Alec opens his mouth, probably to comfort him, but Magnus cuts him off. “I love you,” his heart hangs in the air as he pauses for a second. He takes a deep breath before murmuring, “and i’m so sorry,” his voice cracks on the last word and Alec shakes his head, his brows set.
“Magnus,” he breaths out, his damp hand coming to rest on his cheek, “it’s okay.”
Magnus shakes his head. “No-”
“-It’s in the past,” Alec says determinedly, echoing Magnus’ words from earlier, and Magnus can only stare him with wide eyes.
“You almost lost me and your parabatai tonight.”
“But I didn’t lose either of you,” he argues, brows furrowed.
Magnus pauses for a second and takes a deep breath. “When you fell to the ground in pain I-”
“I’m okay, you’re okay, that’s all that matters,” his soft voice filled the void in Magnus’ aching heart, so reassuring and forgiving.
He concedes for now as he lets his body sag, releasing a breath of relief. He rests his hand on Alec’s elbow, then runs it all the way up to the one caressing his cheek. His lips tip up at the corners as he sees Alec smile back gently, that fear dispelled from his eyes, now only absolute love and affection shined through.
He leans to rest his cheek in the crook of Alec’s shoulder and neck. He can feel the way Alec’s heart was hammering in his chest, no doubt from the second of fear Magnus placed there. He heard Alec release a short ragged breath and guilt coursed through his veins.
Alec leans down and kisses Magnus’ head, running his hands up and down his back comfortingly. Alec was always comforting him, always putting others before himself. A man who was caring, giving, protective over those he held closest to his heart, and Magnus still couldn’t believe he was one of those people. But he needed to show Alec that he truly belonged in his heart as well.
Magnus smirked into Alec’s neck as an idea popped into his head. Placing a sweet kiss on his collarbone, he mutters, “You stink.”
The short laugh Alec releases made Magnus’ heart soar, trying his best to hide his smile in Alec’s neck. He brings a dripping wet hand to the back of Alec’s head as he slowly kisses his way up his deflect rune. Alec tilted back, giving his lover more room to work with, and Magnus swooned. Alec giving into him, letting him take control as Magnus expressed his love for him was almost too much to handle, and yet everything he has wanted.
He teases his tongue along his jaw and up to his ear. Alec releases and ragged breath for a whole new reason, eyes closed. He brings his hands up to grab onto Magnus’ waist. “I’m getting a lot of kisses for someone who smells so bad,” he mutters, his mouth hanging open as Magnus nibbles on his earlobe.
Magnus’ chuckle vibrates through Alec’s ear and Magnus hums. “I’ll kiss you no matter how much you smell,” he says as he pulls back with a soft smile. He leans back on his knees and moves to stand, but Alec quickly tightens his hold on his waist, brows furrowed in confusion.
Magnus chuckles and grabs his face, leaning in to kiss him softly, then standing back up while Alec still had his eyes closed from the kiss. “Scooch,” he says, gesturing with his hand for Alec to scoot forward.
Alec opens his mouth but thinks better of his words when Magnus gives him a knowing look. With one last longing look, Alec reluctantly obliges and leans forward, allowing Magnus to step behind him. The water sloshes as he sits down, bubbles still perfectly formed thick and covering the both of them. He gently pulls Alec’s shoulders back, he hesitates for a second before willingly giving in and settles in between Magnus’ legs. He rests his elbows on Magnus’ knees, his arms and hands relaxing, dangling just above the bubbles as tiny water droplets fall from his finger tips.
“Can I get you anything?” he asks suddenly. “How’s your energy levels?”
Magnus smiles. “I’m fine, I promise.”
“Magnus-”
“Alexander,” he stops him with a hand to his chest.
Alec hesitates and swallows. “You should at least let me wash your hair-”
“Relax, my love. Don’t worry about anything and enjoy this moment. Please, you need to relax,” he says softly.
With a sigh, Alec concedes and rests back against his chest.
Magnus brings his hands up to caress Alec’s neck, then massage his way down his shoulders, but as soon as he touched him, he could still feel the lingering tension Alec held there.
Oh, Alec, he thought. With a kiss to his forehead, he gently ran his wet hand through the tangle of hair, making sure to card his fingers slowly through his locks. Alec finally sagged and gave himself to Magnus, allowing the soothing pressure of his fingers through his hair to lead his head to Magnus’ shoulder, where he can finally relax. He sighs and rolls his head till the bridge of his nose connects to his lover’s neck.
Magnus runs his hands through his hair again while his other hand wraps across his shadowhunter’s strong chest, giving it a slight squeeze.
“I love you so much,” he breathes.
Alec places a soft kiss against his neck where his head rested. “I love you, too,” he whispered softly. “Even when you smell bad as well,” he adds and Magnus can hear the smirk he no doubt is sporting.
He scoffs dramatically. “Alexander,” he begins, sounding as offended as possible while trying not to smile, “how dare you insinuate that I, the High Warlock of-”
Alec sits up, cups his face and brings their lips together, silencing him. Magnus is shocked at first, and a little offended Alec knew just how to shut him up, but he fell into the kiss, and he fell for Alec all over again. They pull back to catch their breath for a second before coming together again, Alec paid some special attention to his bottom lip and Magnus was not one to complain.
Eyes still closed in bliss, Magnus allows Alec to take the lead, tilting his head slightly to deepen the kiss, and Magnus was a goner. He leans back a fraction to catch his breath again, and just as he’s reaching for Alec’s lips he feels something wet on his nose.
He blinks his eyes open to see puffy white on his nose and a chuckling Alec.
Alec leans back to softly laugh at Magnus’ face when he sees the bubbles on his nose, but finds himself being dragged forward. His face meets a handful of bubbles, his ears fill with Magnus’ golden laughter and his heart soars at the sound.
He reels back, mouth hanging open in shock and goes to swipe away at all of the bubbles. He looks back up at Magnus and meets his daring eyes. But there was a spark there, and before he knew it, they were both laughing and leaning into each other, their bodies racked with laughter as they continued to put more bubbles on the other.
Their laughter dies down as they stare at each other, eyes crinkled and cheeks burning from smiling so much. Magnus brings a hand up to wipe away the pile of bubbles sitting atop Alec’s head, the edge of his lips tipping up.
“Come here,” he says gently, and Alec squints an eye at him in suspicion before leaning back again.
“If you drown me in bubbles I swear-”
Magnus chuckles. “No, love,” he says reaching over the edge of the tub. “Just going to help get rid of that smell,” he smirks. Hand now full of shampoo, he gently cards his hands through Alec’s hair, spreading it around, massaging his head in the process.
Alec sighs and leans his head back, a soft moan of delight hums through his throat as Magnus’ fingers work their magic. Magnus was helping him wash away the stress, the tension, the fears the past few days have held over them. He finally feels himself relaxing.
Soft kisses across his face and shoulders accompanied the massage and Alec melted even more into his boyfriend’s chest.
After washing out all of the remaining shampoo, Magnus thoroughly massaged down his muscular shoulders and arms, then lightly dragged his fingertips up Alec’s abs, his chest, around his neck, and repeated the process.
Alec shivered in response, loving the feeling of finally letting go and relaxing, a new feeling to him. He was more than willing to allow Magnus to take control whenever he wanted to. But he knew what he was doing, he was helping Alec. After everything they have been through, Alec shouldn’t be surprised that he can fall more in love every day with this caring man.
With every gentle touch, caress, touch of soft, wet lips, every strand of hair tugged, every soft moan slipping from their mouths, erased the pain of the past few days. The emptiness in their hearts filled with the serenity of finally being in each other's arms, home.
My take on what happens after Alec and Magnus leave the party early. Title is from Kat’s song Ember. This hasn’t been edited in any way, so I’m so sorry if its super rough :) Read it on ao3
For the first time in what seemed like forever, the streets of New York felt calm. Alec couldn’t quite believe he was here, hand entwined with Magnus’s as they made their way to the loft. Home, Alec thought with a smile. They’d been walking in a peaceful silence, comfortable in each other’s presence. Alec kept sneaking peeks at Magnus’s face, which was illuminated in soft moonlight, as though he were trying to convince himself this was real. That he got to have this.
“When was the last time you had anything to eat?” Magnus asked suddenly.
Alec blinked. “I’m…not sure actually,” he admitted sheepishly, glancing at Magnus. He was smiling, and Alec smiled involuntarily at the sight. He hadn’t seen Magnus’s face light up with happiness in so long (actually, it was a week at most, but it felt much, much longer).
“Neither am I. We could stop at Taki’s and get some take out?” he suggested.
“Sounds good,” Alec replied.
***
The pair ate together on the couch when they finally arrived at the loft. Alec frowned as Magnus conjured some candles to light the space.
“Haven’t you used enough magic today?” he asked, concern clear as day in his voice and on his brow.
Magnus smiled softly. “High Warlock of Brooklyn,” he said, remembering Alec’s worry at the rift earlier that day. “Although,” he added, “I do appreciate your concern.”
Alec looked unsure for a moment, but he returned the smile. He set his box of lo mein down on the coffee table and reached out to take Magnus’s hand. Alec was looking straight at Magnus, but all he could see was the angel rising above Lake Lynn. His breath caught in his throat.
Magnus squeezed Alec’s hand, drawing him back to the present. “What is it, darling?” he asked softly.
Alec swallowed. “Magnus, I—When I saw Raziel over the lake, I thought it was over. I thought Valentine had won, that I was going to lose you for good.” His voice shook and he clenched his jaw. Magnus opened his mouth to speak but Alec kept on, staring at the floor as he spoke. “I’d already lost Jace, or I thought I did, and the thought of losing you, too—it destroyed me.” He forced himself to look up, to meet Magnus’s eyes. His breath hitched when he saw Magnus’s cat eyes instead of the glamour. “I meant what I said earlier, in the alley. I don’t think I can live without you. I love you too much, losing you would kill me.”
Magnus set his food down and moved his hand to cup Alec’s cheek. “You aren’t going to lose me, Alexander,” he said, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. “I’m here, we’re here. I’m not going anywhere, not again.” The emotion in his voice was so raw, so completely out in the open, that the tears Alec had been trying to hold in spilled out.
“I know I keep saying this, and you’re probably getting sick of hearing it, but I’m so sorry, Magnus. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about the soul sword, that I broke your trust.” Magnus was shaking his head, but Alec continued anyways. “I can’t—I can’t erase what I did and I know I have to earn back your trust, but I can promise you that I will be better. I promise you I’ll be worthy of your trust.” Of your love, he thought.
“Darling, you already are. You always have been.” Alec could see in Magnus’s eyes that he knew what he’d been thinking. “I was an idiot, and I was afraid. I was terrified it would come down to war and that we’d be on opposite sides, so I pushed you away. I said I was protecting my people—and that’s true, I suppose—but I was protecting myself, too.” Tears were running down Magnus’s cheek now. Alec wiped one away gently. “No one has ever brought down my walls as quickly and as easily as you, Alexander. I’ve never loved anyone as much as I love you. You—you terrify me, Alexander, because of how much you mean to me.” Alec raised their entwined hands and kissed Magnus’s. “I’m sorry, too, Alexander. I love you.”
“I love you, too,” he said, and it didn’t feel like enough, not after everything Magnus had just confessed. Magnus smiled, though, and Alec stared in awe. Earlier that evening he’d seen the angel Raziel rise in a golden brilliance above Lake Lynn, but that couldn’t compare to Magnus’s smile.
Neither of them were sure how it happened, but suddenly they were kissing, hungry and desperate for each other. Magnus’s arms slid around Alec’s torso and all he could think of was home. His home wasn’t the Institute or the loft. It was Magnus, and suddenly Alec knew exactly why he’d felt so lost when they’d been apart. Magnus pushed Alec down against the couch and they stayed that way for a while, just kissing and enjoying each other.
“Magnus,” Alec said finally, his voice rough and out of breath. “We should get some rest. You used a lot of magic today.”
Magnus smiled down at him as he gently lifted himself off the couch. “Come on, let’s go to bed, Shadowhunter,” he said, reaching down a hand. His voice was teasing, his voice much lighter than it had been that morning when he’d addressed Alec that way.
Alec grinned and took his hand, letting himself be led into the bedroom. He sat heavily on the bed and watched as Magnus picked up a makeup wipe. He’d seen Magnus do this before, his methodized routine before bed. First he removed his makeup by hand instead of using his magic, then he removed his jewelry, piece by piece. It intrigued Alec, learning about Magnus’s routines and habits. He felt honored that he got to see that side of Magnus.
Magnus started taking off his clothes next, stripping down to just his underwear. Alec did the same, and then they were lying in bed next to each other, legs tangled and arms wrapped around each other. Magnus hummed in contentment.
“God, I’ve missed you so much,” he whispered against the pulse at Alec’s throat.
“I’ve missed you, too. I’ve missed this,” Alec whispered back, placing a kiss on Magnus’s temple. “I love you,” he said.
“I love you, too,” he heard Magnus murmur as he drifted into sleep.
Malec Fic ft. Izzy: Coffee with the Lightwood Siblings and Magnus
Isabelle Lightwood woke up from the first full night sleep she had received since Max almost died. She wasn’t sure if it was from the alcohol consumed or pure exhaustion. The party at the Hunter’s Moon was what everyone needed, smiles all around. The feeling of victory, it was a great night.
She was brought out of the memory by her phone ringing. She didn’t need to look down to see that Magnus was calling.
“Hello, Magnus”
“Hello, how is my favorite female Shadowhunter?”, Magnus asked in a hushed teasing tone before adding, “Just don’t tell Biscuit.”
“I’m doing just fine now that Valentine is dead. How about you? I heard you left with my big brother last night. Did you manage to work everything out?”
“Oh, Izzy, how I’ve missed you. Alexander and I are fine, we talked a lot last night, but I called for a reason. I convinced your brother to go to this cute mundane coffee shop, and I thought you’d enjoy it after almost getting your head taken off while I closed that rift. What do you say? My treat.”
“I’m in. How did you get Alec to agree to go to a mundane hotspot? Wait… I don’t want to know.”
She heard him chuckle over the line before saying, “ Oh, it didn’t take much to convince him. Just a slight pout. I even brought out my puppy-dog eyes. He didn’t stand a chance.”
“Oh, Magnus, you’ll have to teach me one day. I could never get away with anything. Don’t ever leave our family again.”
Magnus’ voice changed from the usual teasing tone he used with her to a serious one, “I’m honored to be part of your family, Isabelle. Meet us in an hour?”
“I’ll be there, text me the directions. See you soon, Magnus.”
As she was about to hang up she heard her brother in the background, “Magnus, where’d you go? I thought you were going to join me in the… Oh, you are on the phone.”, followed by a click.
Her big brother sounded happy again.
~*~
She walked through the door to see Alec laughing at something Magnus was saying; he never laughed like this before Magnus. As she moved towards the table, Alec saw her first. He reached out to hug her. In the arms of her big brother, she remembered how Alec was always protecting her. When Alec pulled away, he seemed surprised and happy to see her.
“Izzy, I didn’t know you were coming.”
“Yeah, Magnus invited me earlier.”
Alec turned his attention to Magnus, “Why didn’t you just tell me it was Izzy on the phone?”
“Alexander, I figured you’d appreciate the surprise,” Magnus stood up and kissed Alec on the cheek, “Let me get you something to drink, Isabelle. I know just the thing.”
Izzy watched Alec’s face go from shock to a small smile.
“It hasn’t sunk in yet that you guys are okay, has it, big brother?”
Alec shook his head, “No, I keep thinking he’ll change his mind.”
“Don’t overthink this, Alec. You love him, right?”
“More than I ever thought I would be allowed to love someone.”
She reached across the table and took one of Alec’s hands in hers.
“You deserve happiness. I have a feeling you are guys are in it for the long-haul. I demand to be in the wedding.”
“When Magnus and I get married, you’ll be a huge part of the ceremony.”
“Alec, you just said when not if you guys get married.”
The smirk that crossed Alec’s face when he said “I know” left a giddy feeling within Isabelle. When she was planning the wedding for Alec and Lydia, Alec never cared much for the idea of marriage. Now her big brother was excited about the idea of marrying Magnus Bane. As if he knew that the siblings were discussing him Magnus came up and hugged Alec from behind.
"Did you miss me, my darling?"
"You were gone for not even 5 minutes, Magnus."
Not receiving the response he wanted, Magnus pouted as he sat down. Isabelle laughed as her coffee was slide in her direction. She had a silent conversation between her and her clueless brother until it seemed Alec knew what he needed to do.
Alec groaned, "Don't pout, Magnus. Of course, I missed you."
A sparkle appeared in Magnus' eye before he touched Alec's cheek and said, "Of course you did, Alexander. It wasn't up for debate. I just wanted to hear you say it out loud."
Isabelle felt she was intruding on an intimate moment. She was surprised Alec allowed Magnus to be this affectionate in public. She rationalized it as the mundane coffee shop is different than the middle of the New York Institute. Magnus turned his attention to her while reaching for Alec's hand.
"Now, for the real reason, I asked you to coffee. Ater that blow you received from the demon yesterday; I wanted to see for myself that you were okay. I worry about you, Isabelle and not just because you are Alec's sister. You took a huge hit. Have you been craving Yin Fen?"
She stumbled over her words, "Magnus... I... I thought about it. Briefly, I'd be lying if I said I didn't but I remember the withdrawal. I'm not going through that again. I was cruel to Raphael that night. I held a blade to his chest when he wouldn't let me have a taste. I don't want to be that person again."
"Of course, Isabelle. I understand. I just wanted to make sure. You called me family and I look out for my family. If you ever need anything, just call, even if I'm with Alexander. I'll kick his delectable butt out."
"Hey! Don't talk about that body part with my sister." Alec whined.
"Sweetheart, have you seen your butt? I'm going to be bragging about it all the time; you best get used to it. Plus, I didn't hear any complaining...."
Izzy laughed as a blushing Alec reached to put a finger to Magnus' lips. They were adorable together. There was nothing that made Izzy happier than seeing Alec in love. She watched as they had a hushed conversation and felt it was time for her to let them be alone. Izzy took her phone from her pocket and pretended to look at a text.
"Sorry, guys. I'd love to stay and chat more, but Clary messaged for some girl-talk."
A confused Alec observed, "I didn't hear your phone go off."
"My phone is on silent."
"Izzy, why is your phone on silent? What if there was an emergency and the Institute needs to reach you?"
"Don't worry about it, big brother. Everything is fine."
"Izzy..."
Magnus catching onto Isabelle's lie put a calming hand on his boyfriend's shoulder before saying, "Alexander, I think your sister is just trying to give us the chance to be alone. You can take your boss hat off."
Alec just rolled his eyes, "Why didn’t she just say so?"
Izzy got up, coffee in hand, waving goodbye to both her brother and Magnus with the other. She paused for second to look at them through the shop window; she saw Alec staring at Magnus as he was telling a story. His face was one of pure affection. She sipped her coffee as she walked home, hoping she could find love like theirs for herself.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Shadowhunters (TV)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood
Characters: Magnus Bane, Alec Lightwood
Additional Tags: Fluff, Domestic Fluff, they're so in love, happiness, This is just unapologetically fluffy
Summary:
A small little post finale fic for anyone in need of more Malec loveliness :)
I Can Feel My Love Coming Back Again by maelstromik
Chapters: One-Shot
Genre: Canon AU
Length: 1K to 5K
Rating: Mature
Secondary Characters: Clary Fray, Izzy Lightwood, Jace Wayland, Luke Garroway, Max Lightwood
Secondary Pairings: None
Additional Relationships: None
Themes: 2x20, Alec POV, Alliance Rune, Angst, Battle Couple, Established Relationship, Hazel-Eyed Alec, Magnus POV, Post-2x20, Shadow World Politics
Summary:
Alec stills behind him, the hand curled around Magnus's own going slack. He feels rather than sees Magnus turn around to look at him. It's enough to release the torrent of emotion he's been holding back for weeks and Alec is pulling Magnus towards him by his hand without a second thought and burying his face in Magnus's shoulder as soon as their bodies slot together, perfectly yet imperfectly.
"Magnus," Alec whispers hoarsely, his voice half muffled by the fabric of Magnus's coat. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
