MALEC ONESHOTS!

Snow

So, I'm starting to consider just making this entire book a Malec book as that's all I seem to post. You could say that I'm very bias towards them. Anyway, Malec above and a relaxing snow song mix. I know it's long but ah well.

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"Magnus. It's snowing."

Magnus momentarily glanced up from his book to look out the window. He was perched on the windowsill with Alec sat between his legs, curled up against his chest. Magnus has his arms around Alec and his book resting on Alec's shoulder.

"So it is," Magnus noted and returned to his book.

"Magnus. It's snowing." Alec repeated, shifting to sit up slightly. Magnus sighed with a light smile and shut his book. He dropped it on the ground next to him as Alec moved onto his knees to face him.

"Would you like to go to the park?" Magnus teased.

Alec nodded, his eyes lighting up. Magnus reaches up to brush a stray hair from Alec's forehead. It was in that moment that he remembered why he loved his Shadowhunter.

"Go and get warm and I'll portal us there," Magnus ordered. Alec nodded frantically and dashed off to the bedroom to grab his blue scarf and a big coat. Magnus went to the door instead and grabbed his own scarf, coat, and gloves, slipping them on and waiting, leaning against the wall for Alec to reappear.

When he did, Magnus noticed that Alec's hands were uncovered. "Gloves, dear?" Magnus noted. Alec shrugged sheepishly.

"I... uh... don't have any..." he mumbled. Magnus shook his head with a smile and small laugh. He took off one of his gloves and clicked his fingers, magicking a pair onto Alec's one hands. He looked at them quickly and returned his gaze to Magnus.

Magnus then turned to a wall and magicked up a portal. Through it's swirling depths, an image of the park started to form. Magnus returned the glove to his hand and reached his hand out to Alec. Alec took it and nodded up at Magnus. The pair stepped through the portal and arrived in a winter wonderland.

Snow covered every inch of the park. With more snow drifting from the sky and adding another layer on the snow already on the ground, children and adults played happily in the snow. Throwing snowballs, making snow angels and snowmen and snow-women alike.

Magnus leaned down to Alec. "Do you want me to glamour us?" he whispered in Alec's ear, knowing how conscious Alec could get. Alec shook his head.

"What about your eyes?" he pointed out.

"Already glamoured. Don't worry about me."

"I always worry about you," Alec muttered sheepishly.

"Aww." Magnus cooed, placing a kiss on Alec's cheek. Alec moved away, blushing profusely.

"Shut up and snowball fight me." he grinned. Magnus raised an eyebrow, smirking. He moved away from Alec as the Shadowhunter collected his snowball.

"Alexander, darling. I'm over eight hundred-years-old. You act as though you're certain you'll beat me."

"I don't know." Alec smiled slyly. "I think you've lost your touch, old man."

Magnus places his hand on his chest with mock hurt. "Oh! Alexander! That hurt! You think I'm an old man?!"

Alec shrugged. "Yeah. I do."

With absolutely no warning, Alec threw the perfectly rounded ball of snow at Magnus, hitting him square in the chest. Magnus stumbled and lost sight of Alec for a moment.