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Hi all! I just wanted to say thank you sooo much to the 200+ people following me! You are all so wonderful! As a gift to you all I wrote this little snippet. I've been practicing first person some recently and since I already have an Alec snippet, I thought I'd give it a go from Magnus's point of view. Here's hoping I did him justice. Some of it may be a little off cannon but it is a future Malec, and some pretty horrible things have happened to them. My hope is that it didn't end up too heavy on the feels but I didn't want pure fluff. :P That would be going to easy on you guys.

Anyway, thank you for following me! I love you all!

-Ashlee

This fic takes place after CoLS

There will probably be spoilers.

As always, I don't own these characters or The Mortal Instruments, Cassandra Clare does.

I will do my very best to stay true to her characters.

Six years have passed between City of Lost Souls and this snippet. Alec and Magnus have found their way back together. The war between the Shadowhunters and Sebastian still wages, and has reached a point where the Clave is constantly fighting. Many casualties have come between the New York Institute Shadowhunters and happiness. Since the time of CoLS Izzy, Maryse and Jace have been killed. Alec has been pulled out of the fighting by the Clave after having a severe mental breakdown following the death of his Parabatai. Magnus finds himself in a constant struggle to keep Alec happy, but has managed to pull him into some semblance of normalcy.

My favorite thing about love is the first few times you kiss your new partner after you've both realized that love is actually what you are feeling and not just some insane desire to have your way with each other in the most random of places. I love the way your bodies melt together, the way lips meet and there is a spark that lights a fire inside you. It's my favorite thing. Sure, soon enough the spark becomes less, everything dulls down and you are comfortable. Occasionally in that comfort there is a spark and for a little while you are on fire again the way it was when you first found love. It never lasts though and you go about simply comfortable, but those first few kisses... ah those kisses are bliss. At my age that is what makes love monotonous. With the first few it was exciting enough, but after a while it just got old and I found myself avoiding falling in love simply because I was bored. Then I met Alexander. Alexander Lightwood came from out of nowhere and knocked me flat on my ass. Needless to say, falling in love with him was inevitable and if I was ever one to believe in love at first sight, that would have been it.

My favorite thing about loving Alexander is that his kisses never stop sparking. It's been nearly six years since I found myself falling in love with that blue-eyed Shadowhunter, and still I find his kisses thrilling. They are exciting in a way I cannot begin to describe, and I never find them to be dull. There is nothing about this boy that I don't love. No, not a boy anymore, he's all man now. Most of boyhood and teenage years has left his face, but his eyes have stayed the same. Still that deep, endless blue that I can get lost in for hours and hours, never getting tired of it, always losing myself.

It is that endless blue that I'm wishing for now as I watch my Shadowhunter sleep blissfully by my side. I can't bring myself to wake him though, he never looks this peaceful when he is awake. War has taken its toll on him, changed him in ways that are both good and bad. The fight against Sebastian seems never ending sometimes, though the Clave insists it will be over soon. They have been saying that for a few years now, and still we lose people everyday. The first year it was Max. Then we lost Isabelle, and his mother. Slowly I watched things chip away from him. Slowly I have seen the sweet innocent young man I fell in love with turn in on himself. Losing Jace last year did the most damage. The loss of his Parabatai left him a shell of who he was and for a long time I was afraid I'd never get my Alexander back.

He has gotten better though. We have managed to piece him back together a little bit at a time. It's been a slow process but now, when we are alone, he is almost my Alexander again. Sometimes I get glimpses of the person I fell in love with and that gives me hope. I love watching him sleep though. The peace it brings him warms my heart and I am so grateful that his dreams don't plague him the way memories do during the day. I brush his hair back from his face and lay a gentle kiss on his forehead before I climb from our bed and head for the shower. I turn it on with a snap of my fingers as I look myself over in the mirror, smirking at the way my gelled hair sits this morning after last night's explicit activities. Alec always does enjoy giving me sex hair. With a smile I run my hands through it searching for tangles and hop in the shower when I don't find any that are too horrible.

I close my eyes, putting my face under the water and let it run over my body, working out the kinks and aches. Alec must be awake because I can hear movement in the bedroom. "I just got in here, my love, you should join me while the water is hot." I get a muffled reply and then the shower door is opening behind me. Alec steps in and wraps his arms around my waist, kissing my shoulder blades and the back of my neck. Moments like this never fail to give me goosebumps. I turn to face him and put my arms around him, nuzzling my face into his shoulder. "I love you" I mutter, enjoying the way his fingers feel as they make soft circles over my back. He hums contently and open my eyes, looking into his blue ones before looking anywhere else. I try my hardest to make his eyes the first thing I see in the morning and the last thing at night. They weren't the first this morning, but the peaceful memory of him sleeping next to me is enough to start my day off on a high note.

He is in a good mood this morning. I can tell by the half smile he wears on his sleepy face. This is good, it will make my surprise for him even better than it already is. "Wake up sleepy." I tease kissing his nose and giving him a playful poke in the side. "You are mine all day and I mean to make the most of it. How can I possibly do that with you asleep?"

"Oh please, you'd be just as happy to watch me sleep." he says, with a grin, aiming a kiss at my lips. I turn my head slightly so his kiss lands on my cheek and give him a look of mock offense.

"You make me sound like a stalker!"

"Are you saying you don't watch me sleep?"

"Well I... I mean sometimes, but its not like an everyday thing."

"Mhmm ok sure. Now come here and kiss me."

"No. I don't think I shall."

He growls at me. No I mean, he really does. Its adorable and it causes a giggle to escape me. This was not the best idea. He pushes me against the wall of the shower, gently enough so that I know he's playing but rough enough to excite me. He means business. Maybe it was a good idea to giggle. I make a quick mental note to be a pain in the ass more often.

"Magnus Bane, I was in a good mood this morning."

"Oooh we are using full names this morning are we?" I ask, pulling my best seductive look. "Excuse me Alexander Gideon Lightwood, please forgive me if I have ruined your good mood with my sass."

"Just shut up and kiss me you pain in the ass Warlock."

"Only on tuesday." I say with a smile.

"What?"

"I'm only a pain in the ass on Tuedays, sometimes Thursday, and if I am in a really good mood I might be one on Sunday."

He rolls his eyes at me and pushes himself against me. This is my signal to shut up, and as his mouth finds mine I have no problem doing so. There it is, the spark, just as strong and mind blowing as the very first time I kissed him. I melt into it, my hands going to his hair as his explore. I love this. I could spend days in showers like this. He's rough and forceful and gentle in all the right ways all at the same time.

We spend longer in the shower than I meant for us to, but it is so worth it to get to watch him in his good mood as he gets his coffee, smiling, petting the Chairman. I swear at one point I even hear him sing along to the radio we have going during breakfast. I have hit the jackpot today. He hasn't been like this is weeks. I smile to myself as I get ready to leave. As we get ready to head out the door I grab the blue scarf from the coat rack and wrap it around his neck. He raises his eyebrow at me but doesn't question it. That scarf is warn and fading, but he knows how I love to see it on him. It caused our first real fight and it pulled us back together when we fell apart. I will probably make him wear that scarf until it falls apart.

We get through the day with more smiles from him and my mood grows. It hits the end of the day and we head back to the apartment. As it gets closer to my surprise, I can feel myself getting a little nervous. In all my years, this is honestly something I've never done before. We reach the front door of the building and I step in front of him before he can open the door for me. He gives me a questioning look, but I ignore it and take his hands in mine.

"You know what I have been thinking about recently?" I ask pulling him a little closer to me. Snow is falling around us and a few flakes stick to his lashes. I find myself caught off guard by how beautiful he looks in the snow. This is right. I should have done this ages ago.

"What have you been thinking?" he asks with a smile, pulling one of my hands up and kissing it."

"This is the first place I ever kissed you."

His smile grows some and he puts his arms around me. He is my Alexander tonight. It is so rare, and I send up a hasty prayer of thanks that tonight is a night where he is himself.

"I'm well aware of that. It was the first place I was ever kissed if you remember right."

"I do remember." I say kissing his nose. "Did you know this is also the place I fell in love with you?"

He cocks his head to the side in response and I find myself glad he's not speaking, and that I get to go on.

"That first kiss with you here is what did it, though one could argue the second kiss where you caught me off guard is what sealed my fate. The first time I saw you I knew there was something special about you Alec, I knew you were different. I was so busy trying to avoid love back then, so busy trying to just be the eternal bachelor. You made me have to look again at all that. I thought maybe after that first glimpse that I didn't have a chance in hell with you. Then you show up at my front door and you were so forward and so upfront about things. How could I not fall in love with you? Your honesty, your boldness. You had me, Alexander, you had me as soon as your lips touched mine I was yours, and I have been every day since."

I can see the blush coming into his cheeks now and I can't help but take his face in my hands and kiss him softly. I wish he could see himself like I do, wish he could see the perfection.

"I imagine you are getting at something and not just enjoying my blushing."

I smile and laugh slightly before kissing him again. "I don't know Alexander, watching you blush is a favorite past time of mine."

He gives me a playful poke and a stern look before nuzzling his face into my chest. I laugh again before I continue.

"Alec, I cannot even begin to tell you how perfect you are, and I imagine that even if I did you wouldn't believe me. That's just who you are and I love it. I love you, Alec, more than I ever thought possible. I love you. I cannot express that enough. And lately I have been trying to figure out a better way to show it to you. Alec, I know we talked about this a few years ago and it hasn't come back up since then, but I want to give you something that it never even occurred to me to give to someone before. Alec, I want to grow old with you. I want you for the rest of our lives, and I don't want to go on after you. Alec, you are it for me, the end. I don't ever want anyone else, because there is no room in my heart for anyone else. Alexander Lightwood, I want to stand on this doorstep with you when we are old and wrinkled and have that be it."

He has tears in his eyes when he looks up at me now. The last time we talked about this was when we'd just gotten back together. It's become such a taboo subject in our lives I don't think he ever expected me to say what I have, and honestly I didn't expect to make this choice so easily. It came easy though, I think it was a choice I made in the beginning.

"Magnus are you sure?"

"I'm absolutely sure Alec."

He throws his arms around my neck and pulls me into the most joy-filled kiss we've had in ages. My arms find their way around his waist and I full him into me. We kiss like that in front of the door for what seems like forever and when we pull apart we are both freezing. He smiles at me, and I see this sparkle in his eye that wasn't there before.

"You know Magnus you aren't the only one who had a surprise tonight right?"

I raise an eyebrow at him and his smile turns into an outright grin. He takes me by the hand and practically drags me upstairs. I stumble and we both laugh. There are a few kisses shared on the staircase and as we get to the front door he makes me close my eyes. I comply easily enough. How often will I get to see Alec in this kind of mood? I'm enjoying every second of it. He moves me into the center of the room and tells me to stay put and keep my eyes shut, so I do, though my curiosity is getting strong enough that it takes all my self control to not crack my eye open and look. I hear him move around the room and then he leads me over and sits me down in a chair.

"You can open your eyes now."

I open them and look around the room. He has most of the house covered in flowers. All kinds of flowers. Enough that it looks like he may have raided the greenhouse at the Institute. I can't keep the smile from coming to my face. He has me sitting at the kitchen table and he's sitting in front of me, perched on the table, playing with a small black box in his hands.

"Did you know the first time I knew I was in love with you was right here in this kitchen? We'd been dating for maybe a month and I was still trying to hide you from everyone but Izzy. You'd asked me to come over, said you had a surprise for me. So of course I came, how could I not. I have a very hard time saying no to you Magnus."

He has this adorable half smile on his face and all I want to do is kiss him, but I don't. I think I have him figured out at this point, and I want him to go on. Sometimes Alec is like a bird. He's beautiful to look at and if you come at his slowly, he might just stay perched, but if you rush at him or catch him off guard then he'll fly away and you lose the moment. I feel like this is one of those moments and its too beautiful to ruin it.

"I got here and you sat me down in that chair and you made me dinner. You didn't make it appear on the table, you didn't snap your fingers and make it happen. You went to that kitchen and you made me dinner. It was honestly the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for me. It was awful and if I remember right I choked down about half my plate before you took pity on me and we ordered pizza, but it was still amazingly sweet and kind. I knew that night I loved you, because why else would I sit there and suffer through cooking that bad."

He gives me a look and I wrinkle my nose at him. My cooking really was that bad, and it hadn't gotten any better.

"Magnus I knew right then I never wanted to be without you, and honestly the years with you have only cemented that into my brain. You are all I want. You have stuck with me through so much, and you have held me together when I thought I'd fall apart. There is nothing about you that I don't love, including your horrible cooking. You are everything Magnus Bane, and I should have done this a lot sooner."

He gets off the table and kneels down in front off me. I am vaguely aware of him opening a box with a simple silver band with two stones in it. My attention is not on the ring though, it is on his eyes. I can see his love in them. It is so strong in his eyes, stronger than I have ever seen it. In that moment it is all I can do to not get lost in them.

"Magnus, I love you more than I can ever express. Will you please marry me?"

I am in his arms before I can even finish saying yes. I don't even know who started the embrace, but I know that I am at home in it. I am comfortable in a way that I have never been. This is where I belong. Alexander is home. He kisses me and there is a spark. I know right then that that spark will never fade. It will never go away. My favorite thing about love is Alexander Lightwood.