Malec one-shots

Magnus, I-

Okay this is not smut but I feel like I have to update this bc i owe it to you and I really like this one shot I made.

Alec smelled the sandalwood on Magnus' head. That was the smell of home. The smell of sandalwood on Magnus reminded him of the tired nights coming home from the institute and the comfort of Magnus dragging him to their bed, the humid nights of them making love to each other, the comfortable silent-filled rooms and the loud laughter-filled dinners, the unreasonable long showers with both of them. Now Alec smelled that same scent. Sandalwood. But it was different this time, this time it smelled a bit different. Sandalwood mixed with blood. The smell betrayed him. It had poisoned itself with the memory of blood, angst, and tears. Alec looked down at the blood on Magnus' hands. Magnus wasn't bleeding. Who was bleeding? Oh, yeah, he was. He doesn't remember getting hurt. When? How? Alec's train of thoughts blurred but he tried to stay with that scent of sandalwood. Tears filled his eyes. Magnus. He had to stay with Magnus but a dark force was pulling him. He can't die here. What about the years ahead of them? It wasn't fair. He couldn't leave Magnus here alone to wonder the Earth without him. He looked up from Magnus' blood stained hands. A bright smile met his eyes. A smile, sad but trying to hold some brightness to it. 'Oh,' Alec thought. 'He doesn't want my last memory to be of him crying.' Of course he didn't, that was Alec's Magnus, always thinking of others. Even in a time of sadness, and blood, and betrayal he was thinking of Alec. "Magnus," Alec whispered in a raspy broken voice.
"Shush my Alexander. Don't waste your energy." Alec looked down again but this time he saw an arrow jammed in his chest. When did that get there? I guess that's why I'm having trouble breathing. A metallic, bitter taste crawled up Alec's throat onto his tongue and dripped down the sides of his mouth. He coughed hard, why was blood coming out his mouth again? Magnus wiped the corner of his mouth. "Stay with me Alexander," Magnus begged, "please, I need you here. I can't do this without you." Magnus leaned into Alec's hand that seemed to make his way to his face.
"Magnus," Alec coughed. "Don't stay sad. Y-you have to move on. Pl-please don't let me be the reason you s-stop loving and living."
Magnus connected his lips with Alec's. "I love you Alexander Gideon Lightwood."
"Magnus," Alec coughed, "I lo-" Another cough left Alec's lips and with that his last breath.
"ALEXANDER?!" Magnus' eyes widened as he panicked. Alec's limp, lifeless body played in Magnus lap. "NO, NO." Magnus brushed his fingers through his Shadowhunters' raven hair which was dotted with blood. Tears spilled like a waterfall down his cheeks. The warlock let out a painful, agonizing scream. No one dared go near him for fear that he would yell at them and breakdown. He was without magic and now without his soulmate. Magnus shook Alec's body, it was still warm but it wouldn't be for long. Salty tears dripped from the tip of Magnus' nose to Alec's decreasingly warm cheek. And now Magnus alone. Again. Once again he was alone on this Earth. In this life.

Sorry for any spelling errors