Disclaimer: I do not own the Mortal Instruments or Sherlock Holmes (not a crossover, just...it'll make sense)
The rain tapped at Magnus as he looked out through the window over the bright lights of the city, each light looking like a star from the distortion of the rain. Perched on the window seat, he had his head and shoulders pressed against the cool glass, with both arms placed on his knees. Chairman Meow was on the prowl, stalking from the back of the sofa across the wooden floor to the kitchen, where his meal awaited him.
The bathroom door shut with a pop, bringing Magnus back to the real world. Alec came into the living room, his coal black hair plastered to his forehead, just begging to be messed up. He went over to the floor-to-ceiling and picked out a book, after running his fingertips over the spines. Magnus's breath caught as Alec ran his hand through his hair, causing it to stand on end before agitatedly flattening it down as he caught Magnus staring at him. A laugh caught in his throat as Alec proceeded to trip up over the cat, causing it to dash off down the hallway and a blush to appear on the cheekbones of the young shadowhunter.
"I was thinking of painting one of the spare bedrooms that colour" Magnus said mockingly.
"What d'you mean?" Alec said, pulling the face that Magnus loved so much. Sometimes Magnus did things on purpose, just to see that face.
"That colour on your cheeks. I was thinking of creating a new shade of paint. Maybe call it...Alec Blush..." he said, whilst fanning his hands out in front of him.
This of course made Alec blush even more, but the corners of his mouth twitched as he turned his back to Magnus to avoid any further embarrassment. Magnus laughed at himself quietly, thanking god that he had finally been able to use that joke. He had been waiting a very long time to use it. He stood up then; just as Alec placed the book down that he had been carrying down on the table top. Strolling over to him almost as silently as Chairman Meow, he wrapped both his arms around Alec's front, causing the shadowhunter to jump only slightly as Magnus laid his cheek on the back of Alec's shoulder. He could smell the sandalwood drifting up from Alec's skin, and pressed a kiss into the nape of his neck, nuzzling his face deeper into his shoulder. He reached and picked up the book Alec had put on the counter.
"The Complete Collection of Sherlock Holmes" Magnus read. "Hmm".
Alec spun around and snatched the book out of Magnus's hand. "How dare you mock the book? I'll have you know Sir Arthur Conan Doyle is one of the best authors of all time."
"I'm sure he is" Magnus replied "in fact I know he is. Lovely man." He took hold of Alec's hand and dragged him over to the window. He sat on the seat and pulled Alec down into his lap, and circled his arms around Alec's front once more.
"Read to me" Magnus said, his voice vibrating through Alec's chest, making his whole body tingle. He turned his head to look at Magnus and pecked him on the jaw, opened the book to the bookmarked page, and started to read. Magnus let his head fall back against the wall and closed his eyes.
This was my first ever fic, and I would like to dedicate it to my friend Emily because she helped me so much when I wrote this :)
This will hopefully turn into a collection of little Malec one-shots, when I have time to write and upload them, but please tell me what you thought of it. Thank youuuuu