Disclaimer: Not mine. Never will be mine. Cassie Clare's. Yadda, yadda, yadda.

Magnus is sleeping when Alec lifts his hand up.

His skin is smooth and tanned perfectly, his fingernails well taken care of and the lines on his palm are prominent. Alec likes to trace those lines. He doesn't care when, he just likes to. After sex he grabs Magnus's hand and traces the lines. During breakfast he grabs Magnus's hand and traces the line. Waking up in the morning, like now, he traces the lines on Magnus's hand. After they're dressed. Before a hunt. Before Magnus has to go off to see a client.

They've been married for a year and Alec still wakes Magnus up by tracing the lines on his palm. Magnus stirs now and Alec keeps a hold on his hand as it curls around his fingers. "Security blanket much?" Magnus asks sleepily. Alec rolls his eyes.

"I like your hands," he answers, and makes Magnus loosen his grip so he can lift his hand up to his lips. He presses his lips against each of Magnus's fingertips. Magnus is smiling softly up at him and once Alec is finished, he's pulled down to kiss Magnus's lips. "I love you," Magnus whispers, and Alec lays down next to him. He curls around Magnus and Magnus curls around him.

Before Alec can answer, Magnus pulls Alec's hand to his own lips and then kisses each of his fingertips. He whispers the words again and Alec pulls himself closer to him. "I love you, too," he murmurs back, and settles comfortably against Magnus. Magnus sighs softly and starts dozing again.

"For what it's worth," he says with a yawn, and Alec smiles lazily, "I like your hands, too."

A/N:

I had a moment while trying to plan for something else entirely and this happened.

Enjoy ~