(( cont. from here // @rarestsilver ))
soulmates were a wonderful thing , at least magnus thought so , because even though he had lived for centuries , he hadn‘t met his once. hell , he probably didn‘t even think he would ever met the person that was meant for him and it was known that a lot warlocks probably will never find their person. so magnus didn‘t try to , though , but he couldn‘t help but let his mind slip to those days , where he‘d be havinghis soulmate with him. and it always like a sting to his heart , whenever he thought about it.
so when clarissa fairchild desired her memories , the warlock already had caught the nephilims eyes , already put his eyes on him , because damn hell , the other was indeed one attractive nephilim. he had met a few , but not a lot were this hot. And as soon as their hands touch , magnus could feel how his skin burnt, how his skin tingled under the touch and he must have looked as surpirsed at the other , but he could play it off , as the disaster happened.
after that magnus had tried to win over the other‘s heart and try to convince him to be with him , but once he had choosen lydia , he almost given up on it. maybe a soulmate wasn‘t for someone who was mortal anyway. maybe he wasn‘t suppose to find true love , until he got convinced to crash the wedding and he did. giving them a second chance and as alec walked over to him and crashed their lips together , magnus could feel the same tingly sensation under his skin , the first time they touched.
„ i am glad you do.“ , magnus whispered , as he slowly opened his eyes again and met the other‘s eyes , smiling a bit wider , as his hand rested on his lower arm, before he could hear footsteps approaching them and magnus slowly pulled away , looking at isabelle , who grinned at both of them. „ i‘m so proud of you , alec!“