A Little Bit of Chaos, and a Whole Lot of Love | A Collection of Malec One Shots

i'm married

(i'm gonna let this one speak for itself)

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Magnus looked around, drinking in the sights around him. It had been quite a while since he had come to this bar, but it had hardly changed. Which was why he loved it so much. Magnus had a lot of favorite places, but this bar definitely topped the list.

After being in Alexander's arms, of course.

Thinking of the shadowhunter made him look up at the clock on the wall across from him. Alexander would have gone home by now. He would have been taking off his shadowhunting gear and heading to the bedroom.

Magnus fondly fingered the wedding ring on his finger and smiled as he thought of his husband. Deciding that it was time for him to head home as well, he drained his glass and set it down on the table in front of him.

Just as Magnus turned around to leave, however, he was stopped by a hand being placed on his chest. Attached to the hand was a young woman who was probably twenty. She was a shadowhunter, no doubt. Magnus looked up at her quizzically.

"Can I help you?" He asked her.

"You certainly can, Magnus Bane." She said seductively. "How about we start with you taking me home?"

Magnus was no fool; he knew exactly where she was getting at. He also knew that, before Alexander, he would have, in fact, taken her home. But things were different now.

"I'm sorry." He said, taking her hand off his chest as gently as he could. "But I'm married."

If the woman was surprised, she certainly didn't let on. "I'm sure your wife won't find out." She purred, lightly caressing Magnus's cheek. "Your secret's safe with me."

Magnus pulled away from her touch. "It's husband, actually." He said. "And again, I'm sorry, but I'd rather not."

"Oh." She said, clearly unable to conceal both her surprise and her disappointment. Magnus knew for a fact that her friends were probably waiting for her back at the Institute, and that she had hoped she could go back the next morning and let everyone know that she had had a one night stand with Magnus Bane, the High Warlock of Brooklyn.

"Just out of curiosity, though." She said, thankfully making no move to touch him this time. "Who is your husband?"

"Alexander Gideon Lightwood." Magnus said, his tone flavored with the tinge of pride that always accompanied him when he talked about Alexander. He loved the way the shadowhunter's name rolled off his tongue.

"Alec Lightwood?" The girl asked incredulously, her face a mask of both shock and sympathy.

"But he's been dead over a century."

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[a/n:]

i'm so sorry.