This isn't a sequel to Hear You Me, or even a prequel, it's just a totally different story altogether. I tried to write something related to my previous one-shot, but it just wouldn't work. Instead, all of that extra Malec creativity formed into this.
So, this story is for everyone who wanted a sequel to Hear You Me and got this instead. Hope you still like it anyways.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, or the quotes, but that doesn't seem to make me love them any less.
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" 'You are mortal; you age; you die,' the Queen said dismissively. 'If that is not hell, pray tell me, what is?'" ~Cassandra Clare, CoA
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Alec had grown, again. Well, of course he had. He was mortal; he would always age, always grow, until…
But looking at a picture taken a year previously- just after the war against Valentine had finally brought them together- Magnus was struck by how much Alec had grown. The differences were subtle, really; maybe someone else would barely notice. But Magnus did notice each and every tiny change, because no matter when a picture of him was taken, he would always look the same. Forever.
Magnus loved Alec- loved him enough to lie, and to keep lying, to himself, enough to keep pretending that Alec somehow wouldn't grow up, grow older… wouldn't die. But with each change, each subtle difference, it got so much harder and more painful. He didn't know how much longer he could keep lying before he broke inside, crumbling apart, until all that was left of him were millions of little, glittering pieces.
Dwelling on the subject didn't help anything; Magnus had already looked everywhere that he could think of for an answer, but he had not yet found one. Unproductive though the thoughts may have been, they were almost always on his mind. The only exception to the new rule of his thoughts was whenever he was actually with Alec. Nothing seemed impossible with Alec there. With Alec, Magnus was happy.
And so, with one step forward he had portaled right into Alec's room. He didn't care that it was past midnight, a time when normal people tended to be fast asleep. He just needed to see Alec- to know that he was safe and alive and well.
Despite the extremely late hour, Alec wasn't asleep. He was lying on his bed, arms crossed over his stomach, staring at the ceiling. He started when the warlock appeared in his room before sitting up on the edge of the bed with a slightly concerned smile. "Magnus? What are you doing here?"
All of the pain inside melted away when he saw Alec smile. "You make it sound like you don't want me," Magnus told him, pouting slightly as he teased. The relief from his previous feelings made him feel almost giddy even before Alec stood and crossed the room.
"I always want you," Alec told him simply and kissed him.
All of Magnus' thoughts dissolved into non-existence. With Alec in his arms, it felt like the world was a lot less cruel of a place.
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Sorry this is so short! My creative juices died right about there, (boyfriend problems of my own right now) but I have the next chapter somewhat formed in my mind. It shouldn't take too long for me to write it, and I think the next chapter will be longer.
Review, please! Tell me if this is worth finishing or not! I live for reviews…