So this is a story that is a while after CoG. Magnus and Alec's relationship has advanced quiet a lot. This whole idea kind of came to me this past weekend at our lake house after I saw a teenaged boy sitting by himself on a dock reading a book. I don't even know. It's been a while since I've written much Malec.
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There they were, the two of them. Sitting in perfect silence, enjoying love's warm peace together. Everything about this scene is silent, but it's obvious that it's frozen in time. No one is the wiser; no one knows it is frozen; yet we enjoy it all the same. It's that one singular moment that we feel come and go, but never remember staying in for an extended period of time.
After a moment the noises start to fade back in. The silent moment is over. As time begins to catch up once more, we hear the noises of the city around them. The hustle and bustle of Brooklyn clangs as it gradually comes back into focus. We hear the cars honking and the people shouting on the streets below. After another moment, we hear talking. It isn't loud enough to be coming from the streets, for they are too far away. It's a closer, relaxed sound. We realize that it's coming from the television across the room. The people in the film begin to talk and laugh and go about their scripted lives, just as we would expect them to.
And finally we hear the subject of the scene. The lovers tangled peacefully together on the couch, we hear their breathing. The steady flow of air in and out of their lungs that mimics their synchronized heartbeats. The hearts that have beat in time together since they first met. And even when they're apart, they know how the other is feeling, because their hearts beat together in perfect sync.
They sit on a brightly upholstered couch in a colorfully decorated living room. The lights are low, but the scenes of the movie before their eyes flash the room different colors. The smaller, but eldest of the two sits wrapped in the other's muscled arms. They're both relaxed, happy in each other's presence. The aforementioned partner is paying close attention the film, despite the fact that he's seen it hundreds of times. Perhaps he is running the lines through his head before they're said.
But his lover, he's hardly aware what is happening in the story line. His mind is elsewhere. Although it truly isn't that far away from where they are sitting at that moment. It's simply a few walls away. He's reliving a memory that they created the previous night. His unfocused are ware watching that scene instead of the one the boy in his arms is studying. He becomes lost in his reverie; the only sounds he hears are the ones he remembers hearing; the only things he sees are the ones he saw.
"Magnus," Alec said quietly as the warlock began to throw the covers back and swing his legs out over the side of the bed.
He leaned back over to face the Shadowhunter, propping his head up with an elbow on the bed. "Yes, my love," he replied with a soft tone of endearment.
"Where are you going?" Alec's eyes searched Magnus' face, confused and also tired. It was going on midnight, and the summer sun had just finished setting outside of the bedroom apartment. He had spent all day training at the Institute and by the time he had made it over to Magnus', all he wanted to do was take a long, relaxing shower. Which was partly what he did, but once Magnus had interrupted, it was hardly relaxing for much longer. But Alec didn't exactly object. They had spent the rest of the day in bed, alternating between kissing and talking. He was severely exhausted, but insisted on staying up later to not miss a single moment of being with his boyfriend.
Magnus chuckled. "I was just going to shut the windows. I'm getting tired of listening to the idiots yelling at each other on the street."
Alec shuffled and started playing with the warlock's rings, twirling them around and watching the gems catch in the low light. "Can't you just do it from here?" he asked, lying back on the pillows with a short yawn. "You know… magic them shut?" He kept his face down, rubbing circles into the soft crook of Magnus' hand where his thumb meets his palm.
Magnus laughed again. "I didn't want to miss and shatter them shut instead. I'm too far away to really be able to see them. And broken windows are such a pain."
"Fine," Alec groaned sleepily, taking his hand away and shoving it under the pillow under his head. He closed his eyes and turned onto his side away from the High Warlock.
Magnus leaned forward and over the dark haired boy to kiss his cheek softly. "Keep the bed warm for me." He turned back around and got out of the bed and headed towards the open windows His room is rather large, so he was only half way there when he heard Alec's mumbled response..
"While you walk across the room and back?" he asked, eyes still closed, but facing the warlock.
Magnus shrugged. "You never know."
Alec chuckled softly and settled farther into the bed. He stretched his legs out under the warm sheets of Magnus' bed. It always felt warmer than his own. But that was usually because Magnus was in it with him.
He heard the windows shut, each individually with a click of its own. He could hear Magnus' bare feet pad softly back across the room. He kept his eyes closed because he was so exhausted, so he was caught off guard when Magnus slipped into the sheets on his side of the bed. His eyes opened and he shuffled back a bit to make sure there enough room for both of them. And still afraid of Magnus falling off the edge of the bed, he wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him close. His other arm rested across the pillow that they now shared and Magnus laid his head on it.
Magnus smiled at the gesture, even knowing that Alec couldn't see him. He pulled his feet closer to Alec's and tangled their ankles together. He felt Alec's feet jerk in response because his own were cold from closing the windows, but soon let them fall into place with the warlock's.
Alec could feel himself drifting off to sleep. He was perfectly content with his boyfriend wrapped safely in his arms and the sheets quickly retaining both of their bodies' heat. He could hear Magnus's breathing and could feel his chest rising and falling under his arm.
Magnus sighed quietly, wanting to ask his boyfriend something, but he was feeling nervous about it. There was something about Alec that mixed him up in a way that no one had before. It wasn't so much that he was worried about the rejection of his question, but just the whole process. He figured he should pluck up the courage soon, because he could feel Alec's breathing slowing down, and he didn't want to wait so long that he fell asleep.
"Alec," he said quietly, hoping to have caught him before he drifted off.
Alec murmured and twisted slightly in response.
"Alec," Magnus said again, a little louder, but with the same soft tone.
This time Alec mumbled a reply of acknowledgement. It still wasn't actual words, but at least Magnus knew that he was listening.
"Do you want to go on a vacation with me?"
Alec mumbled something that was close to "what?"
"Let's take a vacation. Just you and me."
Alec opened his eyes and sighed. "I don't think I have time for a vacation."
Magnus turned over to face him. "That's because you're constantly busy. You need to take some time off and relax."
"Mayrse will never let me go on a vacation alone with my warlock boyfriend."
"I can take care of that."
"You can, can you?"
"Yes."
"All right. Where were you thinking we could go?"
Magnus smiled in triumph. "There's a beautiful lake upstate that rents out cabins. We could get one for a week or two and just have some time to relax."
"That actually sounds kind of nice," Alec said, truly thinking about it.
"So you're saying yes?" Magnus smiled brightly.
"Yeah," Alec matched his smile. "I'm saying yes. As long as you arrange everything. I wouldn't even know where to begin."
Magnus chuckled. "I can arrange everything, love."
Alec closed his eyes again and settled back into the pillow. "Good," he said, sleepily. "Can I sleep now?"
Magnus laughed softly and brushed a lock of hair off of Alec's face. "Yes, my love."