Malec: A Fanfic Romance

Chapter 21

Alec woke up long before Magnus.

Izzy liked to say that Alec was always on shadowhunter time. On days where even he should have a break he always wakes up early anyways because he's trained his body to be stronger, faster, and earlier than everyone else.

But today he promised himself he would push all his shadowhunter duties aside for at least the morning. So he could forget about everything on his shoulders for just a moment and he would look into Magnus' eyes as he woke up and it would all be okay. Magnus seemed to make everything he had to deal with, years of stress and burden disappear. He made it okay.

"You're staring at me" Magnus whispered in a groggy voice, his eyes still closed.

"No- No I wasn't" Alec defended, turning his head and staring up at the ceiling.

Alec was silent for a while and hesitated before speaking again.

"Are you awake?" he whispered, turning to face him again.

"Does it look like it?" Magnus groaned, opening his eyes a little.

Alec brought himself closer to Magnus, placing his leg on top of one of his so they were intertwined. He placed a hand on the palm of Magnus' cheek.

"Your face," Alec chuckled suddenly.

"What" Magnus questioned, his voice still sleepy.

"Does that stuff disappear overnight or...you look different" Alec smiled.

Magnus, who was apparently now wide awake, pushed Alec's palm away from his face and sat up right in the bed in a shocked realization. He raised his hand up to his face, the magic sparking from his fingers but Alec quickly caught his wrist before he had time to change anything.

"No stop, let me see you" he laughed sitting up in the bed.

Just as his face was about to meet Magnus's, the grip he had on Magnus' wrist was pried open. Magnus' hands shot up to his face, covering it as he attempted to blindly get out of bed.

Alec grabbed him by the waist before he got too far and pulled him against his bare chest. It knocked the wind out of him but he was determined to get a hold of Magnus. He hooked his hands around Magnus' arms and pulled them down, holding them behind his back.

"Alexander" Magnus whined as he struggled against Alec's grip.

"Magnus" Alec mocked, thoroughly enjoying the situation.

"Is the High Warlock of Brooklyn afraid?" He whispered, lowering his lips to Magnus' ear.

"No," Magnus grumbled, still resisting.

Alec flipped him onto the bed in one swift move, straddling his body to hold him down. He grabbed Magnus wrists, watching as the sparks from his fingertips dulled. It was quiet except for the sound of their heavy breathing that filled the room.

Alec leaned in closer, studying Magnus' bare face and messy hair. He looked the same but different. The lack of eyeliner was the most apparent part. He couldn't understand why Magnus made such a deal because whether he was wearing make-up or not didn't matter to him. He was still Magnus.

"Is this what you were scared of?" he chuckled.

Magnus let out a deep breath he wasn't aware he was holding in. Alec thought he would say something but he didn't. He simply stared back up at him, waiting for some sort of judgement.

"You're beautiful", Alec whispered, placing a kiss on Magnus' forehead

"All of the time" he finished, his words almost inaudible.