[This story is one of my firsts and that's why it's so BAD. Like, it's REALLY REALLY BAD. Read it on your own risk]
They both were crying, not wanting to be separated, but were helpless in the hands of fate. "Magnus I... I don't want to leave aghh.. leave you! Mag- Magnus I love you, I love you! Oh raziel help us!"
The stele, which was between them as they rested their foreheads on each other, gave a little spark. But they were too miserable to notice but then Alec's wedding rune started to heat up, his chest glowing. "Mag- Magnus, what's uhh ah happening?" Alec managed to choke out pointing towards his chest.