Standalones

5 Feet Tall

(Explicit)

"You're too short," Alec said, crossing his arms above his chest as he watched Clary struggling to reach the top shelf.

"No, I can- I can reach it," Clary retorted, getting on her heels and stretching her arms as far up as she could.

Alec sighed, leaning to help the 5 feet girl get whatever book she wanted, "Here, Let me help"

"Alec," said Clary, knowing that if she let Alec help her now, he'll make fun of her height for the rest of her life. As if he didn't do enough of that already, "I can do it."

Alec raised his hands up in surrender, "Okay then. Keep on hopping"

Clary huffed.

"You can help me though," Magnus said, leaning against the shelf opposite to Alec, "Reach that vial, please?"

Alec gave him a look, "You have magic, Magnus"

Magnus shrugged, "I don't want to use it. Come on now," he had a mischievous glint in his eye as he pointed up at the small black vial on the top of the shelf

Alec sighed, then walked over to his husband to reach for it. Alec's shirt rode up when he stretched his arm, and he could feel Magnus' eyes on his abs.

Magnus always enjoyed doing that, he used his 'shortness' as an excuse to tell Alec to reach for tall things because that made the shadowhunter's shirt ride up and his muscles stretch is a very delicious manner, "Thank you, darling"

Alec handed the vial over to Magnus, then came closer to him and murmured, "You can just ask if you want to see my abs, you know?"

Magnus pouted, "Now where's the fun in that?" he replied, leaning up to peck Alec on the lips, to which Alec replied by catching the front of Magnus' shirt and pulling him closer into a proper kiss.

"Do you need help too?" Izzy came behind Clary, who was still figuring out a way to get to the top shelf.

"No I can reach it," she sounded like a competitive child, "I ca- Iz!" Clary half-yelped when Izzy wrapped her arms around Clary's waist and picked her up, The smaller one's legs in the air.

"Get the book, shortie," Izzy laughed, pressing her cheek Clary's back. Hands going inside Clary's crop top and on her bare stomach.

Clary grumbled something, grabbed the book and then tapped on Izzy's shoulder. "You're the one wearing 6 inch heels," she murmured when her 5'9 girlfriend placed her down on the ground again.

Izzy chuckled, then leaned down to press a kiss on the nape of Clary's neck. Arms still around her, thumbs drawing circles on her stomach. She trailed her mouth up to Clary's ear and whispered softly, "Shortie"

"D-don't call me that," feeling Izzy's warm breath made Clary shiver. It's been a year since they had started dating and Izzy still managed to make her breath hitch with the smallest of gestures.

"What?" Izzy turned her around, and cupped her neck to make Clary look up. She leaned in, lips brushing against Clary's, "Shortie?"

Clary opened his mouth to retort, tell Izzy that she isn't actually that short-

-but someone cleared their throat.  "Kids," they pulled away and turned around to see Maryse standing there, a donation box in her hands.

They then noticed Magnus and Alec in the corner, Alec pressed against a shelf while Magnus was between his legs, lips red. Alec's arms around Magnus' waist, both of them looking slightly flushed, Alec more than Magnus.

Maryse pursed her lips, trying to play it cool, "So these are the last to give out to the charity," she kept the box down and clapped her hands to wipe off the dust.