Fading Scars: A Series of Malec One Shots

Sitting In Silence

The only thing Magnus noticed that Alec wore to keep warm that night were a pair of baggy gray sweats and a dark green t-shirt. He tried not to notice the way Alec's biceps bulged under his t-shirt when his arms were crossed, so he quickly looked away. "So what movie did you want to watch? Anything in particular?"

Alec shrugged. "Not really. I'm good with whatever you feel like watching," he chuckled. "What did you have in mind?"

"I was thinking maybe a horror? Or a romantic comedy," Magnus smiled. "It really doesn't matter to me, Alec. I mean we can just sit in silence and I would be content. As long as I'm with you."

"Cheesy," Alec smirked. "But now I feel bad because you probably get insanely bored just sitting there doing nothing when I know you like to move around and be doing things."

"I guess we both have similar thoughts," Magnus chuckled as Alec laughed softly. "But seriously. I'm good with just sitting here doing nothing sometimes. I like listening to you breathe. Or mumble under your breath. I don't have to be doing something."

A slight shiver went through Alec as Magnus rubbed his arm through his sweater. "I guess you're right. I love sitting in silence too. It's a nice change compared to the noise at the institute."

Magnus snorted. "If I had known you didn't like the noise there I would've gotten you earplugs for Christmas."

They both went quiet for a while, the only sound being the record playing on Magnus' record player on the shelf. The wind picked up a little bit and Alec's hair blew with it; it now looked even more tousled than it was before. He looked adorable yet extremely handsome at the same time. It took Magnus' breath away.

"There's something I need to tell you," Magnus said. He was aware of the fact that his voice was barely a croak, but it wasn't because of the cold coming in from the open window. He was very nervous.

"Okay," Alec nodded. "What is it?"

Magnus swallowed nervously, running a hand through his hair. "It's...I've been meaning to tell you this for a while. But I made a deal with someone to not say anything to you about it."

Alec squinted, his beautiful dark eyelashes casting a shadow along his cheeks. "About what? What can't you say? Follow up question: was this deal struck with my mother?"

A sound out on the street grabbed Alec's attention, and he turned his head in the direction of the sound. Magnus inhaled sharply at Alec's side profile. His chiseled jawline looked rather inviting, the skin just below the bone looked so soft and smooth and practically begged Magnus to press his lips against it and suck gently, plus the lord knew that Magnus had a thing for Alec's neck. It was so long and smooth looking and Magnus wanted nothing more than to kiss the vein that ran from Alec's right collarbone up to just under his jaw. His cheekbones had a pink blush going across them from the cold, and Alec had gorgeous cheekbones. The line of his throat moved as he swallowed and Magnus couldn't help but imagine feeling Alec hum deeply under his lips as he kissed Alec's throat and dragged it out over his neck rune.

"What the hell was that?" Alec sat up. "It sounded like-"

"I love you."

Alec turned to face Magnus. "What did you say?"

"I said I love you. I loved you for a while now. And I know we've only known each other for a few months, but I can't not be attracted to you," Magnus breathed out a laugh and continued to speak. "I love everything about you. The way you stutter sometimes when you speak. The way you squeeze your hands when you're nervous. I even love when you smirk at something you're thinking about. It's just.....you. I love you, Alexander. And there's no one else I'd rather be sitting beside right now and spending time with."

Alec was unsure of what to say back. He felt the same way. He had for a while. But it was difficult to express himself and it pained him that he couldn't say anything back to Magnus that was just as meaningful as what Magnus said to him. The only thing he could do was grip his fingers tightly and chew on his lower lip.

"You don't have to say anything back. I just wanted you to know how I felt," Magnus said. "And if you don't feel the same way, then I understand. Feelings come and go." He felt Alec shudder again. "Say the word and I'll back off. If you feel uncomfortable-"

"Don't....." Alec whispered under his breath.

Magnus pulled away. "Don't what?"

Alec took a fistful of Magnus' shirt and pulled him forward. "Don't back away." He took a deep breath. "I love you too. Just not in so many words."

Magnus laughed. "No, I get it. Sometimes love can't be expressed into words. You just have to show it instead." He saw Alec glancing down at his lips and felt a heat rising in his cheeks. "I...I'm glad I told you this. I didn't think I would get another chance to do so."

"Yeah," Alec nodded. He was still watching Magnus' mouth move as he spoke, feeling an urge rise in his stomach up to his heart. "I would like to kiss you."

Magnus raised his eyebrows in surprise. "You want to what now?"

Alec tapped his own lips with a finger. "Kiss you. I've been wanting to do that since I came here tonight," he then moved his hand from his lips to Magnus' hips, squeezing gently. "Are you okay with that? With me kissing you?"

Magnus didn't even feel cold anymore, regardless of the fire roaring in the fireplace. The draft that was blowing in through the window was gone completely as Alec scooted closer to him and leaned in slightly, looking a little nervous. "I'm okay with that. You have my consent."

At those simple words, Alec leaned in and pressed his lips to Magnus', feeling every ounce of nervousness in his body float away like the snowflakes gently floating around outside. He had no reason to be nervous anymore. It was Magnus. Magnus made him forget about the world and everything in it.

Magnus wasn't sure whose lips were cold. Were they his? Or were they Alec's? He wasn't sure. Nor did he care. The only thing that mattered right now was that the close proximity of Alec made his heart flutter the same way Alec's hands fluttered when he was agitated, the only difference being he wasn't agitated. Far from it.

Something brushed across his tongue and he pulled back, startled. Alec did the same, his eyes wide.

"What was that?" Magnus croaked.

"What was what?" Alec rasped, his voice deeper than usual.

"That.....was that tongue?!"

Alec shrugged innocently. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Uh huh. You just gave me tongue, Alexander Lightwood. Where did you learn to do that?"

Alec bit his lip. "I heard Izzy tell Simon to give Clary tongue when he kissed her. So I thought I'd try with you. I'm sorry...."

Magnus shook his head and held Alec's face gently between his hands. "I didn't say that I didn't like it...."

Alec breathed out through his nose before leaning in again and kissing Magnus, only this time he felt much more confident now that he knew Magnus liked it.

Magnus could feel this newfound confidence translate into their kiss. He could feel Alec move his lips against his own with much more power and control, and he let Alec lead unless this raven haired beauty said otherwise.

Neither of them noticed the fire go out as they kissed for what felt like forever. Maybe Magnus was right. Sitting in silence was all they needed sometimes.