Here it is! The long awaited sequel to Miscommunication :) If you haven't read Miscommunication then it's not essential, but you probably should anyway! Enjoy, and I'll see you on the other side x
Oh, and I don't own these characters blah blah blah. And this is slash. Don't like, don't read.
Never Let Me Go
Chapter 1. Ice Cream.
It was a wonderful sunny day, and to celebrate their reconciliation the previous week, Magnus had cleared his schedule for the whole day to spend with his gorgeous boyfriend.
He had arrived on the steps of the Institute uncharacteristically early that morning (Alec had been too tired to walk to the apartment after a particularly grueling training session with Jace last night). A huge hamper dangled from one of his arms, bursting with delicious snacks and held shut by a stripy blanket wedged between the handle and the lid.
Jace was the one to open the door, barely glancing at Magus before retreating back to what Magnus assumed was the Institute's gym.
He frowned, as superior as Jace acted, he rarely just ignored the charismatic warlock, preferring to shoot some sarcastic comment about his precious glitter which, Magnus had to admit, were quite fun to counter with some equally witty remark about over-compensating.
As he passed the door that Jace had disappeared through, however, all his confusion was cleared when he heard high-pitched giggling coming from inside.
Rolling his eyes, Magnus continued up the stairs to Alec's room. Dear Lilith, he thought, if me and Alec are that sickening, please strike me down now!
Not pausing to knock, Magnus breezed into the bedroom, dumping the heavy wicker basket onto the floor. Straightening up, he caught sight of Alec sprawled on the bed, pale skin bathed in the golden rays streaming in through the curtain-less window.
Totally captivated by the angel before him, Magnus glided to the bed, sinking onto the mattress, completely content to just sit and watch his Alec sleep.
Alec awoke to the feeling of warm fingertips brushing his brow, playing with the tangled ebony locks where they had flopped during the night.
He was so relaxed, and the touch was so gentle, Alec never wanted it to end. It was a stolen moment, perfect an unmarred by the chaos of his daily life.
But eventually, the need to move overcame Alec, and he blinked, quickly screwing his eyes up against the harsh sunlight.
"Hey sleeping beauty" came the sultry voice that Alec had longed to hear.
An hour later, and Alec and Magnus were in the park, lying on the multi-coloured blanket and eating honey sandwiches that Magnus had lovingly prepar . . . . all right, snapped into existence that morning.
"So you realise that it's been a whole week since we last argued?" said Magnus casually as he lay, head on Alec's stomach, finding shapes in the candy floss cloudy above them.
"Really?" Alec replied lazily, levering himself up onto his elbows to look down into Magnus' eyes. "And how do you want to celebrate that?" he smiled mischievously, his vivid baby blues lighting up.
How could Magnus resist that?
His met Alec's with a little too much force, but that didn't matter to either of them at all. Their tongues battled in a dance that was as old as the stars, and all that mattered was that they were together.
Until Magnus broke off suddenly, squealing in, what Alec hoped was, delight.
"What is it Magnus?" he asked impatiently, more than a little peeved at being interrupted during what was quickly becoming his favourite activity.
"Look!" exclaimed Magnus "ice cream!" Alec followed where Magnus was pointing and yes, there was a pink and yellow Mr Whippy van making it's way towards them.
"Would you like an ice cream Magnus?" Alec was using the tone that particularly patronising adults used when talking to seven year olds.
"Yes!Yes!Yes!" cried Magnus, clapping his hands excitedly, oblivious to the strange looks that passers by were giving the effervescent warlock.
"Okay then, let's go get ice cream" said Alec, reverting to his normal voice. To be honest, he thought it was adorable the way Magnus still got so excited by little things like ice cream. It reminded him of Max.
Shaking his head to dispel the black cloud settling on his shoulders, Alec ran to catch up with Magnus.
As they walked back back from the van, clasped hands swinging between them, Alec glanced happily across at Magnus and was surprised to see an all-too-familiar pout gracing the handsome features of his sparkly boyfriend,
"What's up?" he asked, trying to keep his tone light.
"What didn't you get an ice cream Alec?"
"Well . . . I'm not a big fan of ice cream actually . . ."
"What!" exclaimed Magnus, nose scrunching in confusion. "How can you not like ice cream?" he wailed, stopping dead in his tracks and swinging Alec around to face him, staring at him in disbelief.
"It's really cold and I always get brain freeze" reasoned Alec.
Magnus nose crunched even further and, after several seconds of obviously very intense thinking, he almost shouted "Got It!"
"What?"
"Well, you don't like ice cream because it's cold right?"
Alec nodded warily, he'd seen that look in Magnus' eyes before, it meant that Magnus was planning something, and it rarely ended well for Alec.
"Well what if there was a way to feed you it so that it wasn't cold?"
"What are you talking about Magnus? Ice cream is always cold, that's why it's called -"
Whilst Alec had been talking, Magnus had licked a big mouthful of ice cream and then caught Alec in a sticky, open-mouthed kiss, pushing the half-melted vanilla slush into his mouth and sharing the delicious flavour of a Mr Whippy ice cream with him.
After what felt like hours, they pulled apart, gasping for air and wearing identical Cheshire cat grins.
"So how do you like ice cream now?" asked Magnus, licking his lips.
"Love it!" answered Alec, still slightly dizzy.
I'm back baby! Wooooo! I know that this is a really pointless chapter, so pointless that it could almost be a one-shot. But I'm going away on holiday this afternoon and I didn't want to leave you guys with nothing for a whole week! And also, there was next to no fluffiness in Miscommunication, and I thought the boys deserved some before what's coming at them.
On the plus side, a whole week in the middle of nowhere gives me unlimited time to write more chapters. Yay!
So please please please review, it means so much to me and chairman meow :)
Love you all! See you the monday after next, when I promise that I will be posting chapter 2 xxx
Haunted Harlequin x
