Romantic kissing in the rain? Personally, it seems a tiny bit clichéd, but every good ship needs some cheesy clichéd moments. I hope you like it.
Alec's P.O.V
"Magnus." I whined, as I stared out the window. It hadn't been raining all day, and just when we are ready…when I am ready to drag Magnus out of the house for a date, the heavens above open and let out this relentless shower of droplets.
"Yes darling?" He called, as he was putting on his eyeliner. At least, that is what I assumed. It takes him longer than it does Isabelle to get ready, and I love my sister, and Magnus, but that says a lot.
"It's raining. How are we supposed to go and have a nice dinner outside, if it's raining?"
"I'm sure we could manage. Besides, I am nowhere near ready yet. Why, my hair is not done, im not dressed, I am definitely not shimmering enough yet…" I drifted into a daydream, one where the sun was shining, and Magnus and I could be together for eternity, while his magnificent voice faded.
"Meow." I was shaken out of my little daydream by Chairman Meow, Magnus' sometimes privacy invading cat, as he leaped onto my lap, looking up at me as if to say 'He takes forever to get ready, how do you handle it?'. That is, if he was able to speak of course. I have seen a lot of unexplainable things in my life, but a talking cat, I have yet to experience.
"My dear, are you ready to bask in the amazingness that is Magnus Bane?"
Apparently, as it was now evident, I was not. Because the stunning warlock that entered the room before me took my breath away. Which, not surprisingly, he had a tendency to do.
His hair was spiked up in all directions, but in a nice, fashionable way. His eyeliner was dark, his eye shadow light and sparkly. As always, his outfit was less than subtle. A black top with I feel like magic! Written on it in sequins, a black leather jacket, a strange shade of blue, somewhere between dark and bright, jeans, and bright, see them 10 miles away, yellow doc martens with funny faces on them.
The finishing touch…so much glitter he looked like he had jumped into a tub filled with it, while wearing clear glue. And yet, it didn't look tacky, stupid, over the top, or ugly. He made it work, and by the Angel did he look sexy doing it. Saying Magnus Bane like to be noticed and stand out was an understatement.
"Alexander, darling, I suggest you wipe off the drool that seems to be seeping out of your mouth, it's not very attractive, even on your pretty face."
I ducked my head, feeling the familiar warm blush creep onto my skin, as it always does when im with Magnus. I wiped the drool of my face, and I felt a warm hand below my chin, gently lifting my head up.
"The fact you blush when you're around me is frankly adorable."
The blush on my skin was now brighter than ever. I looked down at my watch. If we don't hurry, we'll be late for our date. And I'm not the only one who inherited impatience from my family.
"Magnus, as beautiful as you look, if we don't leave soon, or now, we'll be late. And I don't know about you, but I personally would rather not endure my sister's wrath today."
"Well, I think this outfit will be good enough."
"It's more than good enough. It's magnificent." I mumbled, hoping, but to no avail, that he wouldn't hear. Apparently, if you live for centuries, you develop excellent hearing.
"My dear, thank you. But, would you mind repeating it?"
"I said, I think it's more than good enough, it's magnificent."
"I know it is, and I know you said it, I just love hearing your voice. One problem."
"What is it?" All the worst things that could happen starting running through my brain.
"Alexander, calm down. The only problem is the rain. Would you like me to get an umbrella?"
"Sorry. I just got a bit freaked out. An umbrella would be fine, as long as you get it from a store, and leave money on the counter."
"Fine." Then in the blink of an eye, a bright green umbrella was at my feet. Let it be forever known that Magnus likes to stand out, even in the rain.
"Can we please go now?"
"Sure. Just, let me do one thing first."
Before I could ask, I was pushed out the door, and down the steps, as the door closed with a quick swish of Magnus' hand.
"Magnus, what are you doing?"
"Being romantic. Obviously."
His soft lips connected with mine, and his hands held my waist firmly, as my arms snaked around his neck. The rain still poured down, and both my normal and Magnus' extravagantly done hair was flattened, soaked in rain and dripping water. Not that I was really taking much notice of the rain. He pulled away, and I felt a longing for what was there but wasn't anymore.
"Shall we head to the restaurant?"
I nodded, droplets flying in every direction from my hair.
"First thing's first, we need to dry off. My hair will be ruined otherwise. And this jacket is Armani!"
I rolled my eyes, and after a quick, and warm, gust of wind from Magnus, we were both dry and finally ready to leave. I picked up the umbrella, abandoned on the floor when we started…kissing.
"Isabelle is going to be so annoyed at you."
"Me? Why me?"
"Because you made us late."
"Darling, I believe your sister can appreciate the price of fashion and looking magnificent. And I needed that little kiss."
"I hope for your sake she does. So did I."
"Besides, you love me."
"That I do." I replied.
"That I do. "
