Alec blushed deeply, the box of chocolates and bouquet of roses still pressed against Magnus's chest by his own hands.
"Did you just ask me to be your valentine?" Magnus asked, a warm teasing smile on his face.
"Yes." Alec said quickly, his blush deepening a couple of shades as a select few of the warlock's fingers danced across his face.
"You are asking me to be your valentine?"
"Shut up, just shut up." he mumbled. He looked up at Magnus, realizing how rude that sounded. "I'm sorry, Magnus, but… you see… uh…" Alec stared down at his worn out sneakers, trying not to let any other stupid things fall out of his mouth.
"Alec, love? Are you there?"
"Oh, yeah, sorry. I was just thinking."
Magnus leaned down and pressed his lips firmly against Alec's.
"I have no idea what you were thinking about, but of course I'll be your valentine, baby, as long as you'll be mine." he whispered as soon as they pulled away from each other.
He smirked at Alec's reaction before attacking his lips once again and pulling him into the bright apartment.
