If there was one thing everyone knew about Alec Lightwood...was that he loved his sweaters. Magnus swore it was just the same sweater all the time or just multiple sweaters. Well it was multiple sweaters. Magnus always told Alec that they were the same sweater. Then Alec would get all pissy and say there were not the same, but different. Magnus would just laugh it off and cuddle with him and his ridiculous sweaters. Magnus thought it was just part of him so we wouldn't say anything about it too often. He still loved his shadowhunter.
One morning, Magnus woke up a little late, as usual. He didn't have any clients so he laid in bed for a moment, feeling around for Alec but felt the other side of the bed cold. "I have to hunt tomorrow. I wish I could stay home. But we both have our duties, don't worry. I'll be home soon." That's what the shadowhunter said last night after Magnus groaned and whined for him to stay home. He grounded again and rolled back on his back, looking at the ceiling. He decided to finally get up. He was still tired, so he wasn't in the mood to pick out something fashionable or glamours, so he told himself he would wear the first thing he grabbed. He blindly grabbed the first thing on the hanger. He pulled it closer to his face and realized:
One of Alec's sweaters
Magnus looked at it and studied it for a moment. He felt the fabric between his fingers and smiled. He decided to put it on. It was quite big on him, reaching all the way down to the middle of his thighs. It was also very soft and comfortable. He brought some of the fabric up to his face and took a deep breath. It smelled like him too, which Magnus loved. He giggled and kept it on.
He spent the day wearing the sweater. He made his coffee and ate breakfast with it. He did some work. He didn't want to take it off. Now he finally understood why Alec loved his sweaters. By afternoon he was laying on the couch with the cat, watching TV. He was half asleep when he heard the door start to open. He looked up and his beautiful shadowhunter boyfriend stood before him. He looked up and smiled weakly. "Hi babe." he said. Alec reached down and kissed him gently. "Hey. How was your-" He saw he had one of his sweaters. "Oh? I see you have my sweater on.." He chuckled. "Do you like it?" Magnus nodded as he was too tired to say anything. Alec ruffled his hair and went into their bedroom. He came back out with one of his sweaters on and a pair of sweatpants. Magnus looked up and giggled. He held his arms out to him. "I missed you. Come cuddle with me.." Alec sat down next to him and pulled him into his arms. Magnus nuzzled his face into his chest and sighed. "I love you.." the warlock said. Alec kissed the top of his head. "I love you too." Magnus looked up and kissed his cheek. They laid with each other with the similar sweaters.
