okay so this was to start off. II'm gonna be accepting ideas to write stories with and I will be saying where the idea came from.
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An Aussie Carol
A dramatic sigh.
A door slam.
A shift on the bed.
Alec's eyes slowly opened, not as alert as he would be back at home. But nothing could get past the High Warlock of Brooklyn. Magnus proved that many times.
"What's wrong?" he mumbled, resting on his elbows as he rubbed his eyes, the sheet falling to his hips and his black hair in a mess.
"It's so hot!"
Alec rolled his eyes sitting up, finally deciding he was not going back to sleep. "Magnus, of course it is. We're in Australia and it's summer."
Said Warlock collapsed on to the bed, his head falling near Alec's crossed legs. "But it's close to Christmas."
"And here its hot at Christmas."
Magnus groaned. "Do they still sing Christmas songs?"
Alec looked down at his boyfriend, now playing with a strand of unglitterfied and ungeled hair.
"Yes, Mags, they still sing them."
"But they wouldn't make sense!"
"They change some lyrics I think."
Magnus rolled his eyes and sat up, looking at Alec. "It's still hot."
Alec sighed and got up, reaching for the remote to the AC.
Magnus watched Alec the entire time, his cat eyes only focusing on the beautiful boy.
An idea came to mind.
Alec sat back down. "Better?"
A mischievous grin played on Magnus's lips. "Actually, Alexander, it's still hot. But there is a solution." Before said boy could respond Magnus pulled him down on top of him.
"Magnus," he whined. "We have to go to the concert in an hour." He could feel Magnus's hot breath on his neck.
"It can wait."
And he silenced him with a kiss.