A/N: It is I, Alexandermylove, finally returning from unexpected hiatus. I didn't mean to not post anything here for like a month, it kinda just...happened. I got a block and I just couldn't produce anything of a decent length. But today when I asked for people to send me prompts, I was able to write this so we're back on track now (hopefully).

The prompt for this was:

malec au prompt: "i was trying to read in the park and your stray football knocked me unconscious"

I had a lot of fun with this, I changed up Magnus a bit but hopefully y'all still like it.

Ten points for anyone who can name which book the quote at the beginning comes from!

I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.

Alec reread the passage once and then twice and then a third time.

He couldn't help but think that love like that sounded like an amazing feeling. Something he himself had not experienced, at least not truly. He vaguely remembers how when he was younger, he had believed that he was in love with his adopted brother Jace. He snorts when he thinks of all the wasted years now.

He went back to his book, quickly getting caught up in the story.

He was so caught up that he didn't hear the voice that yelled: "Look out!"

He didn't see the football coming straight toward his head.

Alec opened his eyes to discover that he was on his back.

He didn't remember deciding to sleep.

He didn't remember lying down.

He didn't remember having someone there with him, or putting his head in their lap, or giving them permission to run their fingers through his hair.

What the hell had happened?

He groaned before asking as much.

There was a quick intake of breath from above him and the fingers in his hair stilled.

"Oh! You're awake. Thank goodness."

The voice that spoke was unfamiliar but Alec had to admit that it was beautiful. Soft and smooth and a slight accent that he couldn't place.

Slowly, Alec sat up.

His head hurt and he might have felt a bit dizzy too but he didn't want to focus on that right now. He wanted to focus on figuring out what had happened.

He turned his head to look at the person whose lap he had just been in and froze.

The man that was currently sitting next to him was possibly- no scratch that out- was the most beautiful person that he had even seen in his life.

He had long, shiny black hair that was streaked at the tips with possibly every color of the rainbow, that extended beyond his shoulders. Alec assumed that it had once been held back by a scrunchie but most of it was now hanging loose around his face. His skin was smooth caramel with not a single blemish to be found. His almond eyes were a bright golden-green color that Alec had never seen before and were framed by black glasses. And his lips had a red tint to them as if he was wearing-lipstick?

Alec didn't know what to say.

It wasn't every day he woke up with his head in an extremely attractive guy's lap but he couldn't just sit there staring at him.

"Umm-hi." Alec started. He was aware of the fact that he sounded extremely awkward but he kept going. "Who are you?"

The man pushed his glasses further up his nose from where they had slipped down before answering, "Hi uh- I'm the guy that sorta, accidentally, hit you in the head with a football-"

Alec blinked and raised his eyebrows, "You did what?"

The man let out an amused sounding breath, almost a laugh but not quite there, "Yeah. My friend, Ragnor, somehow convinced me to come to the park and be on his stupid team even though he knows that I am horrible at all things sports related and I just- I don't know how it happened exactly, but one second I was holding the ball, and the next it was heading straight for you. Sorry about that by the way."

Alec ran a hand through his hair. So that was why he was feeling this way. Because he had been hit in the head.

"How long was I out?"

The man tucked a lock of hair behind his ear and Alec couldn't help but follow the path of his long, brown, fingers or imagine what it would be like to be able to touch the smooth strands himself.

"Only a few minutes." The man's voice brought him out of his head.

He mentally berated himself to pay attention and stop thinking of this man, that he didn't even know, in that way.

The man furrowed his eyebrows, stretched out his fingers to touch Alec's temple, and the blue eyed man shivered. Not from pain but from something else that he didn't want to put a word to.

"Does it hurt?"

Alec was quick to shake his head, "No. I'm fine."

The man still didn't look convinced so Alec continued on, "Really, I'm fine. Thank you for staying with me to make sure."

The man smiled, revealing bright white teeth and laughed once. A piece of an actual laugh that sounded like the beginning chords of a song. "It was the least I could do, trust me-" He pauses as if just realizing something, "In all of this I haven't managed to catch your name, darling."

Alec's heart skipped a beat at the endearment that had just come out of the man's mouth. He had never been called that before and the newness of it was enough to make him pause- pause for probably too long.

The man raised an eyebrow and Alec managed to stutter out, "Oh! Right, sorry, I'm-umm...I'm Alec."

He felt his cheeks growing warm at the fact that he was making an idiot out of himself in front of this attractive man. He fought the urge to smack his hand to his forehead and facepalm.

But the man seemed to be amused. He smiled again, "Alec," The pale skinned man had never heard his name spoken like that before. This man made it sound intimate and sensual and Alec wasn't sure how he was supposed to feel about that.

"I'm Magnus." The man said and Alec couldn't help but think that the name fit: It was unique and beautiful just like him.

"I would say that it's nice to meet you," Magnus continued, "but I'm sure it would have been nicer if we had met under better conditions."

Alec smiled at that and the man-Magnus- had that look on his face again as if he was considering something. His eyes suddenly lit up and he asked, "Can I see your phone?"

Alec shot him a confused look but handed it over nonetheless.

He watched as Magnus quickly unlocked his phone-since Alec never saw the point in putting a passcode on it- went to the contacts app and typed in...his number?

Magnus handed the phone back to him with a smile, "Call me so we can meet up again under better conditions. There will be no football's involved, I promise." He crossed his heart with a long finger.

Alec's heart was beating loudly in his ears and he didn't know the right thing to say and holy crap, had it only been a few minutes ago that he had thought that it must be nice to experience love?

"I think- I think I'd like that." He finally managed to get out.

"Good." Magnus replied before standing up.

Alec hadn't been able to tell when they were sitting but his legs were long, so long they seemed to go on for miles. He had a feeling that Magnus was taller than him and usually that never happened.

"'Till next time." Was the man's farewell and with that, he was turning around and walking away.

When he had finally disappeared, Alec almost didn't want to believe it. Had that really happened or was he actually still unconscious and hallucinating?

Only one way to find out:

He looked down at his phone, unlocked it, and saw that the contacts app was still open.

He felt his eyes widen because there it was.

There was the man's name:

Magnus Bane.

It was real.

He was real.

Holy shit.

A/N: Yeah so tell me what you thought! I might consider continuing this but only if I know that people will actually read it so comment!

-Alexandermylove