Italics=flashbacks.
Normal=now
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Alec's eyes opened on pure instinct. It was 8 a.m. on that Sunday morning. Usually on Sunday mornings he and Jace went for a run around the track or soccer field, despite no longer playing sports Jace still refused to allow himself to get out of shape. Isabelle said it had to do with narcissism but Alec always that it was more than that, like Jace got his release or something out of working out. Of course, Alec's thoughts were on anything but his siblings at the moment. He shifted ever so slightly, leaning on his right side to watch the sleeping form beside him. Magnus's black hair was strewn across his face, sticking to his forehead and cheekbones from the sweat due to their . . . activities during the night. In sleep, Magnus looked so peaceful and vaguely innocent Alec couldn't help but smile as he watched him.
Suddenly, Magnus twitched in his sleep, eyelashes fluttering and his long tan arm, which had been lightly looped around Alec's waist, was draped across his face.
"Are you watching me sleep?" Magnus grumbled with his eyes still closed.
Alec's smile widened and he shifted his weight and was now resting his head on the mattress, his head on top of his hand.
"Maybe."
Magnus snorted, "That's sort of creepy."
"Of course, the man who looks like he bathes in glitter doesn't like people looking at him."
Magnus smiled, but still refused to open his eyes.
"Can I call you Edward Cullen now?"
Alec didn't say anything back, wondering if this really was creepy and all of those stupid romance movies he and Jace had been forced to watch with Isabelle were just lies.
Magnus dropped his arm from his face and opened his eyes, turning his head to look at Alec.
"Kidding, darling. It's actually really sweet."
"Okay," Alec replied, his voice raspy from both sleep and embarrassment.
Magnus leaned up, pressing their lips together, before slumping back down against the mattress and glancing at the alarm clock which lay on the floor.
"So, not that I mind too much because I did awake to my beautiful boyfriend watching me sleep, but why are we up at this unimaginable hour?"
Alec snorted. "It's eight in the morning, that's hardly an unimaginable hour for waking. Besides, I have to get up earlier than this for school. My classes start at 8:30."
"Yes, but this is the weekend and that means you must sleep in at least four hours later than usual. That means we get to past out and not wake until noon at the earliest." Magnus explained, shutting his eyes again, his voice languid.
"You're incorrigible," Alec teased with a sigh.
"Well you snore when you sleep."
Alec felt his face warm a bit, but he just turned his attention towards Magnus, who still had his eyes screwed shut as if by doing so he could shut out both the morning and the thought of Alec leaving so soon.
"Yeah, well you talk in yours."
Magnus opened one eye and peered up at Alec, "Really?"
Alec nodded. "Your accent gets thicker too."
"I have an accent?" Magnus asked, as if he really didn't know.
"Yeah, I used to think it was just for show."
"Well I certainly wouldn't do that, though I'm a tad insulted that you would think so. You're the only one who's ever pointed that out to me."
Alec shrugged. "It's only on certain words and letters, mainly your vowels."
"What type of accent do I have if you don't mind me asking?"
"Um, I can't really put my finger on it actually."
This made Magnus open his other eye and smile lazily, bring his hand to lightly brush Alec's cheek.
"What do you think it is?"
Alec scrunched his nose and his eyebrows knitted together, deep in thought.
"British?" Alec said finally, not sounding at all confident in his accent.
"Close," Magnus replied sitting up and pecking Alec on the nose.
Alec didn't mind being wrong if Magnus kissing him was a punishment for it.
"So, where are you from?"
"You don't want to keep guessing?"
Alec gave him a dubious look and Magnus smiled.
"Fine, though I do insist next time we engage in some type of guessing game you actually guess something. We can make it fun, maybe for each wrong guess you remove an article of clothing though I doubt," Magnus laid lifting the covers only to have Alec snatch them back down, turning red. "Would be an option at the moment."
"Just tell me," Alec growled, wishing he knew where his boxers where so he could at least be somewhat decent underneath the blankets. He had nearly forgotten they were both naked he had been so comfortable.
Magnus chuckled, but replied, "Indonesia. I was born in Indonesia but moved to London when I was about eight. I moved here about five years ago."
"Hmm, that would explain a lot." Alec said thoughtfully.
"Such as?" Magnus asked, leaning in close to Alec.
Alec smirked, looking quite proud of himself as he replied, "Why your accent is so weird."
Magnus blinked a moment, not sure he had actually just heard Alec of all people tell a joke, before he tossed his head back with laughter. Alec crinkled his nose.
"It's not that funny," He said, slightly confused.
When Magnus finally calmed himself he leaned back on his side, elbow on the bed and his head on his hand, just like Alec was doing.
"It's just that I don't think I've ever heard you intentionally joke before."
Alec narrowed his eyes at Magnus, "I joke around sometimes."
"I know it's just rare so it makes whatever you say ten times more hilarious when you do."
Alec sniffed, not looking to happy with this commentary. So maybe he was a bit too serious most of the time, he couldn't help it. With siblings like Jace and Isabelle, someone had to be!
"Hey!" Magnus called, noticing the look on Alec's face. "I didn't mean anything by it. Besides, I adore all aspects of your personality, especially how easily you blush."
As if on cue, Alec face reddened and he turned his face away, not wanting to give Magnus the satisfaction of seeing him blush.
"Alec, I was only-"
"Joking, I know," Alec interrupted, turning back to look at Magnus, feeling embarrassed.
He knew he shouldn't have taken it too seriously; it was just Magnus's personality after all. It would just take time to get used to the fact that when Magnus teased him it was more Magnus flirting than actually mocking him.
"So can we go back to what we were doing earlier?" Magnus asked eyelids half open and Alec knew he was fighting back sleep.
"What were we doing earlier?" Alec asked, pretty sure they had just been talking which was exactly what they were doing now.
"We were being cute and couple like. It was really sweet," Magnus explained, leaning in and kissing Alec's temple.
Alec smiled at the contact, turning his head and giving Magnus a chaste kiss on the lips.
"So this is what couples do?"
"Sometimes, though it would be a lot cuter if it were a later hour."
"I'm sorry," Alec apologized.
"Don't be," Magnus replied, rolling over so he was positioned on top of Alec. "I just like waking up with you, regardless of the hour."
"Regardless of the snoring?" Alec asked, tucking Magnus's hair back behind his ear so he could actually see his face.
Magnus snorted, leaning down to press a kiss to Alec's nose.
"Regardless of the snoring"
Alec smiled and there was a mischievous gleam in his dark blue eyes. Before Magnus could stop him, Alec wrapped his arms around him, rolling his body so they both fell off of the mattress, landing with Alec on top of Magnus, pinning him to the ground.
"So I guess the whole not having an actual bed isn't much a problem now?" Magnus teased once he caught his breath, recalling their conversation last night.
"I don't think I said it was a problem . . ."
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Alec and Magnus stumbled their way into Magnus's room, barely paying attention to their surrounding as they groped and fumbled at each other's clothing. They were both shirtless and Alec's jeans were unbuttoned by the time the back of Magnus's heels hit the mattress. He took this opportunity, with his arms wrapped around Alec's shoulders, to pull them both downwards onto the mattress. Magnus, expecting the long fall, as not the least bit bothered as they landed with a thud against it., quickly resuming his kissing and groping of his boyfriend. Alec, on the other hand, caught up in lust and Magnus, was definitely surprised, lifting himself up in a pushup position over the man and blinking in surprise.
"You don't have a bed?"
Magnus leaned up, pressing his lips to Alec's throat, determined to not let this momentary distraction stop them from what they were doing.
"You have been in here before Alexander; did you not notice it then?"
Alec still hovered above Magnus, who was impatiently sucking at this throat and jaw, only a few strangled groans escaping his mouth as he thought about their first night together. The memory was a bit hazy, but after a while he did indeed remember that Magnus did not have an actual bed set, just a large, well-padded mattress on the floor.
"Why?" Alec asked, looking down at Magnus who had given himself a small break to catch his breath.
"Why what," Magnus asked sounding the slightest bit frustrated, likely because Alec wasn't responding to his advances.
Sensing his irritation, Alec pressed a light kiss to Magnus's lips. While it wasn't exactly what Magnus was looking for, it was enough to soothe his irritation for the moment.
"I just don't get why someone who wears a different designer outfit every day can't afford a real bed set."
Magnus shrugged, leaning up to get another kiss, Alec happily obliged.
"Affording it isn't the problem. I just consider myself a bit of a . . . drifter."
"So drifters can't have real beds?" Alec teased, feeling slightly bothered that Magnus considered himself a "drifter". Did this mean it was only a matter of time before Magnus drifted away from him?
"The only rules us drifters have is that there are no rules. So yes, we can have beds. I just choose not to," Magnus responded nonchalantly, leaning back up to nibble at Alec's throats.
"Now, where were we…"Magnus teased, wrapping his arms around Alec's neck and pulling his head down so their lips met.
Alec obliged, forgetting about his worries for the moment.
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"No, you just thought I was an oddity or something." Magnus joked, and Alec looked down sheepishly.
"No, that's not it either. I was just confused as to why you didn't have one is all."
Magnus snickered. "So are you still confused by it or something? Something's bothering you, I can tell."
Alec shrugged, tracing random patterns in the fuzzy carpet that they laid on.
"There isn't really anything bothering me. . ."
Magnus leaned up, still in a reclining position but propped up on his elbows. Alec adjusted so he was seated in his lap.
"You can tell me anything you know that right?"
Alec nodded. "I know."
"So spill," Magnus commanded.
"What did you mean about . . . about you being a drifter?"
Magnus stared at the boy in front of him a moment, the blue eyes cast down as if he was embarrassed by the question. With Alec, it wouldn't surprise him- the boy worried for too much about everything to be deemed healthy.
"I just mean I move around a lot, I didn't mean anything serious by it."
"Okay, just wondering." Alec replied, though Magnus could tell he was lying. The boy was a horrid liar.
"So you're not planning on moving anytime soon are you?" Alec blurted out, as if he couldn't help it, looking up so their eyes met.
Magnus smiled, and shook his head.
"Definitely not," Magnus said, looking at Alec in a way to let him know that he was a major reason for that answer.
Alec cleared his throat, as if the intimate moment has made him uncomfortable, though the uncontrollable smile said otherwise.
Magnus leaned forward, as Alec did the same, their lips meeting in a short, sweet kiss and Magnus looped his arms around Alec's neck.
"Now where were we?" Magnus teased, flipping them so he was now pinning Alec to the ground.
Alec had no time to protest as Magnus smashed their lips together.
Alec grinned as they pulled apart, his hands toying with Magnus's hair as it fell in his face.
"You really are something else Magnus."
"I believe last night I was described as amazing."
"Hmm," Alec said, looking thoughtful. "I don't recall saying that."
Magnus leaned in close, a predatory glint in his eyes.
"Do you need a reminder?" Magnus asked, his hands roaming further down, past Alec's stomach.
Alec's breath caught in his throat.
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Magnus's lips were trailing down, from Alec's mouth to his throat; from his throat to his chest, hid chest to his stomach until eventually he was kissing the skin just above the top of Alec's jeans. The boy was squirming beneath him, obviously anticipating Magnus's next move.
In just a few seconds, and with a little eager assistance from Alec, the blue eyed boy's jeans were tossed to the side and Magnus went back to his ministrations.
Alec's hands flew to Magnus's hair as Magnus hooked his fingers in the waistband of his boxers, their eyes met. Alec, unable to properly speak, nodded the ok and Magnus pulled them down the rest of the way, discarding them along with the jeans.
Magnus chuckled as his mouth descended on Alec, the tugging on his hair strengthened but Magnus didn't mind, it was actually just the reaction he wanted.
"God you're amazing," Alec squeaked.
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"Magnus!" Alec squeaked, his hands going to Magnus's hair and tugging, both a reflexive and necessary gesture.
"Yes, my dear?" Magnus asked, smirking as he looked back up at Alec, hovering over the boy.
Alec took a deep breath before he spoke again, as if looking into Magnus' eyes had literally taken his breath away.
Alec shifted slightly under Magnus, leaning up on his elbows to get a better look at Magnus. As that happened Magnus shifted as well, now straddling Alec, but doing his best not to make the position feel sexual, lest he scare Alec or something.
"We . . . can't do . . . that. I have to go soon." Alec said, looking down at the carpet, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and sorrow.
He really didn't want to disappoint Magnus, he really cared about him and there was nothing more Alec hated than being a disappointment.
"I know." Magnus replied a few seconds later, sounding slightly withdrawn.
"I don't want to," Alec replied, sounding just as sad.
Then don't, Magnus wanted to say, but he stopped himself. He didn't want to pressure Alec into anything- the boy was much too kind and innocent for that.
"I know," Magnus repeated.
"But we'll see each other in two weeks, right?" Alec asked, sounding so hopeful that whatever annoyance Magnus felt at him for leaving so early melted away.
"Of course sweetheart," Magnus said, leaning into Alec and planting a kiss on the tip of his nose.
"And you better be planning something very romantic, because I am very hard to please."
"I'll keep that in mind." Alec replied, eyelashes fluttering as Magnus ran his thumb across his cheekbone.
Magnus then leaned and pressed a tender kiss to his lips. It was slow, and soft, and over way too quickly before Magnus pulled back getting up and pulling Alec up with him and they both got dressed.
"Come on, I'll walk you to the door."
Alec just ghosted behind him, speechless. He didn't know what it was, they had kissed many times before, but that kiss . . . it was something different that Alec couldn't quite put his finger on.
"So one more kiss for the road?" Magnus asked as they reached the door, still holding Alec's hand.
Alec nodded, leaning up and closing his eyes for one more kiss . . . and that feeling was back. This kiss, like the one in the bedroom moments ago was just . . . more electric, more warm than any of their previous kisses had been before. And Alec liked to think there had been quite a few kisses before this morning, but these . . . were something else.
"Another," Alec whispered his voice husky.
Before Magnus could even try to reply Alec had grabbed him into another forceful kiss, trying so badly to somehow savor the feeling of Magnus's lips on his.
When they slowly pulled apart, Alec's breathing was hard and Magnus had a glazed look in his eyes, with his bed hair and shiny, kiss swollen lips he had never looked so beautiful.
"See you in two weeks," Alec said as he regained his composure.
"Two weeks," Magnus breathed, opening the door to let Alec out.
Alec turned back to Magnus as he entered the stairwell, looking like he wanted to say a million things but instead choosing, "Two weeks."
Magnus just smiled, watching as Alec disappeared from view before closing the door and leaning against it.
"This is going to be a long two weeks" he grumbled, eyes cast to the ceiling.
Of course, Magnus thought, he could get a lot done in those two weeks- and he would be texting the boy the entire time, they had agreed to that last night.
Maybe, he thought as he drifted back to his bedroom to get much needed sleep as he barely got any last night, he could go shopping for a bed set.
Magnus smiled as he plopped down onto the mattress, thinking just how surprised Alec would be at the sight and with a smile on his face, Magnus drifted to sleep.
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