Magnus: i traced my long fingers over the grooves of fine, beautiful muscles covering Alecs stomach, my head resting in the crook of his neck. We had sat together like this since I told told him i had something to ask him. Neither of us had uttered a word since, and i was content to lean against the steady, gentle and strong boy with the blue eyes, his hands stroking my back softly, sending shivers down my spine. I breathed him in, his fingers slipping down my back like raindrops, sliding them around the waistband of my boxers. Groaning with pleasure, I pulled his perfectly curved mouth onto mine and we collided in a tangle of bodies, tongues, teeth and lips. Mouth on neck, mouth on chest, mouth on cheek. Mouth on mouth. Against my cheek his lips formed the words "what did you want to ask me?", and I closed my eyes, unlatched myself from him, all but our laced fingers, and lay down, watching with yearning eyes as he elegantly stretched himself out next to me, so close, and yet only our foreheads and fingertips brushed together, as if we could distance our hearts, to prevent them from being broken.

I always told myself someday i'd let go, and give my heart to oportunity to break. I didnt want to distance myself anymore. Resting my hands on the small of his back I pulled him closer and closer until the only barrier between us was skin, and his heart hammered against mine. "Alexander, don't ever close yourself off to me. I'll always be your infinite, and I love you. Aku cinta kamu, remember? Are we forever?" His breath caught in his throat, a hiccup of emotions that made my mind splutter like a useless car engine. "My alec, will you marry me...?" I swore at my self, the pathetic, run down car engine I am, for the effect this boy had on me, and how with him, the words that flowed like eloquant waterfalls out my mouth normally, were reduced to stammering and speechlessness. He deserved romance, and awe, and a proposal that swept him off his feet...

"Which forever? Yours or mine, Magnus?" I gasped involuntarily at the brutality in his voice and pulled myself away from him reluctantly, but he was already rolling with cat like grace out of the bed, chucking unceremonisously on a moth bitten jumper... "Alec..?" I breathed. He turned to me before he reached the door, haloed im the light around him, saphire eyes flickering in the dancing glow of the dark.

"Magnus... I... I need to think" the scarf wound around his neck like a viper, strangling him, emphasized his fair skin and liquid eyes as he turned and flew out the apartment, before I had even enough time to throw myself at the closed door, enjoying the pain shooting up my shoulder, slide down to the floor, only to find I had no tears to cry.

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Alec: beautiful simplicity. Something few people could associate with the high warlock of Brooklyn, but how could anyone contradict the simple beauty of the proposal I just recieved. Yet here engulfed in the dancing darkness of the new york, summer night, a single sentance chased the joy i shoud be feeling around my mind like a cat and mouse: trivial and forgotten. I had stopped at Takis but just briefly, the noise making me feel like i've gone through a blender backward. A stunning faerie boy with fiery hair and dark, mahogany eyes had flashed me a smile, teeth pointed as razors. A warlock girl, silver and blue with flowers for hair hummed a lullaby, in which the words were based around war.

Sitting alone on the steps of the institute, no longer a home for me, in the dead of the starry night, i contemplated how everything in Magnus's life was fickle, desposible and ever changing, and how could I be a permenant part of someone whom I will always be tempory to's life? When had everything breathtaking in my life developed an ironic cruelty or brutal honesty?

A groaning, distinctive murmur of the institute doors opening sounded behind me, but i didnt turn. I knew he was coming, because he was reliable, understanding, strong and forever. My forever.

"Did magnus blow up the apartment with excessive use of blue fire?" Jace's amused, cool voice sounded by my ear, as he settled himself down next to me. "How did you know I was diwn here?" I asked, desperate to avoid a certain conversation about a certain warlock.

Gesturing toward the empty bottles of booze scattered at my feet, "i heard the symphony of relationship drama; the clink of beer bottles, exxagerated sighing and the clicking of you checking your phone to see if he called" his smile was genuine, but his eyes sympathetic.

"So did magnus actually blow up the apartment with excessive use of blue fire?" He repeated. Sighing, I gave myself over to my emotions and allowed myself to be comforted by my brother. "Close," i started "he proposed to me. But how can we talk about a lifetime together when im only a chapter of his?"

Jace smiled at me with his compassionate, golden eyes and whispered "we are bound together, me and you, by a rune that will fade when death separates us, but never leaves our skin completely. I suppose it depends if you believe carrying the mark the other person left on you all your life, remembering the joy and love, is worth the pain of being separated. I would never choose to be anything but your parabatai, no matter how much it could hurt to be without you, and I believe the mark you have left on Magnus's heart will stay with him forever. His forever. Go home Alec." He grinned and without another word, glided back into the institute. And i went home. Home.