8 malec
thanks bud!8. “I didn’t know you could make a flower crown.”
Alec isn’t really sure where they are. Well, he knows the specific location. As far as the eye can see, a field of green and white and pink stretches. It seems that Magnus landed them in the very middle of a flower field. It was early evening when they left Brooklyn, but the sun is only a little past the noon mark above them. They both kicked their shoes off several hours ago and are reclining on a blanket in the flowers, a basket between them containing wine and fruit and cheese.
Magnus has his eyes closed, hands on his chest and is talking about work. Alec is listening, but he’s also very focused on the complex tangle of flower buds and stems he’s rendering into a circlet. Finally satisfied with his assortment, a frankly very complicated combination of white and pink flowers knotted together by stems and some loose buds sticking out, he nudges Magnus to get his attention.
Squinting in the yellow light, Magnus peers at Alec’s offering for a moment before taking it and sitting up.
“I didn’t know you could make a flower crown,” he says, planting it on his head with a grin.
“Isabelle always wanted to be queen of the castle when we were kids,” Alec explains, beginning to tie one together for himself. He steals a glance at Magnus, even though he could look for as long as he wanted, and smiles. The pale flowers contrast with his dark hair and he glows in the early afternoon sun. When Alec leans over to kiss him he tastes like wine and strawberries.
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