2107.
Exactly one hundred years ago Magnus met Alec and fell in love with the innocent shadowhunter.
But unlike Magnus Alec became old and the warlock underwent the same thing like Tessa underwent together with Will. Even Rafael, whom Magnus and Alec adopted when he was five years old, died before Magnus and the only reason why Magnus was still alive called Max - the blue-skinned warlock son. Magnus thought about visiting his father, forever, but since Alec and Rafael were gone, he was the only one to look after Max - and the older he got, he exhausting he became.
When he obviously arrived back home from his vacation with Max, he was as if struck by lightning. He not even arrived at home yet and got a fire message from the New York's institute. An emergency. Shadowhunters always had emergencies.
But before he could stretch the institute's patience, Magnus grabbed his son and faced the problem. He reckoned with every problem but not with this one: unconsciously and fairly injured lay Alec on a bed. He bumped out of a portal and didn't wake up yet when Magnus and Max arrived. Magnus didn't know what he should think about this, if this person on the bed really could be Alec or not. And even Max wasn't sure about if he had his dad back or not.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤 𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
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