Malec One Sentence Stories
First Impression
The party had been a dizzying mixture of lights and lip gloss; all Alec had to prove that this all wasn't a dream was the small, crumpled piece of paper that their host had somehow slipped into his pocket.
Beautiful
Magnus, for all his vanity, looked past the black hair and blue eyes, and saw a boy so whole that made him question why he had gotten so lucky.
Mock
"Alexander, your cell phone is mocking me –shut it off before I throw it out the window."
Smile
Even when Alec came to the apartment, soaking wet from the rain and with blood in his hair, there wasn't anything Magnus wouldn't do to see that smile.
Feather
"No, you are not putting a feather in my hair!"
Tease
As the blue eyed boy sat drinking his coffee, his lover was busying himself with the milk, he said offhandedly, "You have a strange resemblance to a toaster, did you know?"
Pure
There was something so complete about the way Alec laughed when he was caught off guard; it was like he didn't give a damn what people thought of him.
Lie
Magnus realized too late that his inability to tell the truth had turned his boyfriend into a liar.
Fight
Fighting with his father was one thing—he could handle the scorn and disgust; with Magnus, it was bitter retorts and a look of disappointment, which was ultimately worse.
Evasion
Izzy watched as the tall warlock completely turned his back to her brother at a Clave meeting, and wondered what Alec could have done to deserve that.
Fire
It danced on Magnus's fingertips and across his eyes; Alec very much liked to play with fire, even if he got burned.
Ice
Magnus didn't put it in his drinks, even in the scorching heat of summer, but Alec never asked why.
Cheer
They sat on the couch anxiously, fingers entwined, waiting for a phone call; after it came, they shouted themselves hoarse.
Teamwork
Even though they were back to back, surrounded by a horde of demons, Alec didn't think there was something he and Magnus couldn't do.
Kiss
Even though they had been together for months, Magnus knew how to take his breath away.
Book
Alec was curled into Magnus's side, reading, while the warlock played idly with his hair.
Magic
The High Warlock of Brooklyn was the same man as the one who swore at the microwave and didn't know how to use a pencil sharpener.
Work
In the glowing purple light of the pentagram, with sparks jumping from his splayed fingers like fireworks, Magnus was so entirely powerful in a way that Alexander had never seen before.
Fly
Magnus was fed up with the obnoxious buzzing bug, so he snapped his fingers, and it fell to the ground, leaving Alec with a puzzled expression.
Snow
It gave Alec a perfect excuse to stay at Magnus's for the day and cuddle.
Ride
As it turned out, horses didn't really like Magnus, which sent Alec into a bout of uncalled for laughter.
Castle
"It's a rook, not a castle, and in all your eight-hundred years, how did you not learn how to play chess?"
Empty
The subway tunnel was so much emptier without Alec's voice to fill it.
Longing
Magnus had filled that place in Alec's heart that yearned to be recognized, appreciated.
Waiting
It was four in the morning, but Magnus was still up, waiting for his boyfriend to come home.