Hello everyone! What this is going to be is short stories that I have written based off of OTP Prompts that I see. Each chapter will be a different story, but most of the stories won't be over a page long. I hope that you enjoy these short stories!
Alec and Magnus laid in their bed, cuddling closely and breathing softly. Earlier that day Alec and Magnus had gotten into a fight, resulting in an angry Alec and flustered Magnus. The fight started when Alec found out that Magnus had decided to throw one of his famous parties that night, when they had already made plans to go out and eat together.
Of course Magnus wasn't going to go and cancel his party, he had already set everything up and would be expecting guest to arrive shortly. Their dinner date could wait, or at least that's how Magnus saw it. Alec on the other hand felt like he was being ditched and thrown aside.
As a result of Alec's anger and frustration, the glittery warlock was left with a drunk shadowhunter halfway through the party. So, Magnus dragged an intoxicated Alec into the bedroom and tucked him into bed, hoping that Alec would sleep off the alcohol. But Alec, in his drunken haze, had practically begged Magnus to stay with him. Magnus had complied, feeling guilty for upsetting the shadowhunter in the first place, pulling off his tight tank top and even tighter jeans, then snapping off all of his boyfriend's clothes, aside from underwear, as well.
And now here they were, holding tightly to each other and listening to the party going on outside the locked door. Magnus felt Alec stir beside him before he felt the shadowhunter gently kiss his neck, then nuzzle against the area affectionately.
"I could beat the shit out of you for canceling our plans." He heard Alec mumble. The words shocked Magnus into silence for a moment.
"I know," Magnus replied, knowing just how powerful Alec was, especially when angered or provoked. "I'll make sure we have our dinner date eventually."
So he pulled Alec closer, which should have been impossible considering how close they already were. He felt Alec sigh, content, then Magnus closed his eyes. And they fell asleep there, under the canary yellow covers, with Magnus praying his boyfriend wouldn't kill him in the morning for letting him get drunk.
Prompt, or a summary of what inspired this short story:
Imagine Person A cuddling next to Person B. Person A leans up and kisses Person B's neck, then whispers into Person B's ear "I could beat the shit out of you." Person B looks down at Person A and replies by saying "I know."