Standalones

Who Would've Thought?

Thursday, 1:00pm

"Magnus," Alec said but it came out as a pant. He pulled back from Magnus' lips, the pant turning into a moan as Magnus went to his neck. "don't leave."

Magnus licked a stripe of the tattoo Alec had on his neck, the 'deflect rune', one of Magnus' most favorites. "You know I have too, Alexander," he whispered on Alec's skin, grinding against the tattoo artist.

"You can't just-" another moan caught in Alec's throat as he felt Magnus sucking on his sweet spot, enough to leave a faint bruise there. Alec clutched Magnus' hips tighter. What had Magnus expected? Just going away for a week after leaving Alec all hot and bothered? And Alec to not complain about that?

He could feel Magnus smirking against his skin as the man bit down right beside his neck tattoo.

After a peaceful month of honeymoon-vacation, all of Magnus' work and meetings were catching up to him. The fashion designer had been having a ton of work, and he now had to go to a meeting in London (with Izzy), which he was going to leave for in...4 hours. That is if Alec let him go. Well, to be honest, Magnus kind of was the one who pushed his husband against the couch and was currently straddling him, while Alec squirmed beneath him.

When Magnus started sliding his hands underneath Alec's tee, his mouth still on his neck, Alec held Magnus' hips and turned them over in one swift movement. So now Magnus was pressed against the armrest of the couch and Alec was above him, between his knees.

"What am I going to do without you for a whole week?" Alec asked, pinning Magnus' body down, face hovering above his. He wasn't ready to let go of his husband after a month of relaxation together, not yet anyway.

Magnus gave him a smile and leaned up so his nose touched Alec's, "Wait for me?"

Alec rolled his eyes. "That, I always do."

Magnus hummed. Resting his head back against the arm rest. "Let me give you something to remember me by, then." he said, wrapping his legs around Alec's waist and pulling him down in a bruising kiss.

Thursday, 5:00 pm

The airport wasn't very crowded, there were a few people walking here and there, looking tired and mostly careless.

"I'll be back before you even know it," Magnus said, trying to lighten up Alec's mood. Knowing that Alec was a little upset, even though he wasn't showing it.

Alec gave him a weary smile, an arm still around Magnus' waist, not wanting to let go. The words went in vain because Alec could already feel that this week was going to be a long one. "Call me when you land, okay?" Magnus gave him a slight nod, leaning up to give Alec a light peck again. When he pulled back, Alec planted another one on his forehead.

"Aren't you going to miss me too, brother?" Izzy said, unwrapping herself from her girlfriend and walking towards her brother, dragging her suitcase with her. Clary had a little pout on her face as Izzy let go of her from the hug, Alec noticed.

Alec rolled his eyes, making Izzy chuckle. He picked up Magnus' suitcase and handed it to him.
"Take care of yourself," Alec whispered to Magnus.

"You too." Magnus replied.

"Text me." He heard Clary tell Izzy in a stern voice.

"I will, babe." said Izzy, pressing a kiss on Clary's lips before walking to stand besides Magnus.

Magnus walked backwards for a few steps and gave Alec a last flying kiss, which Alec pretended to catch. Clary and Alec watched as they disappeared in the airport, after a lot of "Take care"s and "I'll miss you"s. The soft smile on Clary's face turned into a pout of contempt when she couldn't see Izzy anymore. Alec was the same, shoulder slumping down when he couldn't see Magnus.