A/N: Magnus and Alec have a peaceful Christmas Eve night snuggling on the couch, and Magnus talks about the most memorable Christmas he's had.

Happy Christmas Eve!

Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is bright.

-Silent Night

Magnus's POV

It was a cold and snowing Christmas Eve night, and Magnus and Alec were sitting on the couch in the living room, snuggling up together under a blanket. It was around eleven thirty at night, and they just got back from having dinner with Alec's family at the Institute. Tomorrow afternoon they would be coming over to the loft to spend Christmas Day with them, and to exchange gifts. Since there was no working fireplace in the loft, Magnus settled for one on those Yule logs that they show on TV with peaceful Christmas music playing in the background.

Magnus hadn't heard Alec speak in a while, so he figured he might have fallen asleep.

"Alexander, are you awake over there?" Magnus asked.

He heard Alec let out a soft yawn. "Yeah, I'm just a little tired. This is all so peaceful," he said, snuggling his head into the crook of Magnus's neck.

"Yes, I agree. I could just fall asleep like this," Magnus said, resting his cheek on the top of Alec's head.

"Why don't you? I certainly wouldn't be opposed to that," Alec said softly, his voice sounding sleepy.

"You know I wouldn't be either, but wouldn't you rather wake up tomorrow morning in bed together; all nice and warm?" He suggested, smoothing his hands up and down Alec's arms.

"That does sound nice."

"Mhm. Besides, you want Santa to come, don't you?" Magnus asked jokingly.

Alec laughed at that. "Santa? Magnus, I'm twenty-three years old. I'm almost positive Santa won't show up here."

"Well, with that kind of attitude, he'll never come!" Magnus said over dramatically.

Alec laughed some more, and playfully pushed Magnus's chest. "Stop that!"

Magnus started to laugh a little bit too, then he kissed Alec's forehead, and pulled him closer into his arms. They were sitting in comfortable silence for a few minutes, and then Alec spoke up.

"Magnus?" He asked.

"Yeah?"

"What has been your most memorable Christmas?"

Magnus honestly thought about that for a moment. He hadn't really thought about that in a while; he smiled. "You mean besides this one?"

Although he couldn't see his face from the angle he was sitting in, he could tell Alec was also smiling. "Yes, besides this one."

"Well, it was the first Christmas after I broke up with Camille, so it was in the late 1830's. Will Herondale, head of the London Institute, and his wife, Tessa, invited me to their Christmas ball. The London Institute was very well known for their Christmas balls, I'll have you know; they always went all out. Anyways, Will Herondale and, the other Shadowhunters of the London Institute, were the first Shadowhunters that I had befriended in a long time. There was beautiful music, dancing, delicious food, and and I was graciously welcomed by, most of, the Shadowhunters. It was one of the first times in my life that I felt welcomed by any Shadowhunter, other than right now," Magnus finished, feeling relieved. He hadn't told anyone that in a long time, so it felt good to get it out.

Alec moved his head from its burrow in Magnus's neck, and sat up to look at him. "That sounds like it was amazing, Magnus. I hope you get to experience that again."

Magnus shrugged. "Who knows? Maybe I will tomorrow," he said, sliding his fingers into the hair at the back of Alec's head, and pulling him in for a kiss.

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