Oh kids, you think I would do that? I'm disappointed. I'm also really sorry. Please revoke all death threats. I was going to do a separate 'What else could have happened' but now there's this.
Sorry and I still love you guys.
Fez.
"Magnus?" Alec's voice cracked, raising a hand to touch his cheek. Tears were already in his eyes and his heart was pounding faster and faster.
He felt like he was going to pass out.
Magnus cracked a smile and pulled Alec in for a hug, holding him tightly, almost as if he felt Alec's panic.
"Joke, sorry." Alec buried his face in Magnus' shoulder, eyes tightly closed, trying not to cry. He could smell the other man's cologne, musky and familiar.
"Hey, hey, hey, Alec." Magnus pulled away from Alec, his voice tinged with concern. It was only then Alec realised he had been crying and he coloured, dragging a hand covered in sweater across his face.
"Alec, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry." Magnus looked deep into Alec's shimmering eyes.
Alec gazed back, hesitantly. Getting lost in the swirls of his husband's eyes, it took him a few seconds to realise how close they were. He glanced down at how he was straddling Magnus, how he was practically breathing in Magnus' breath.
He could feel the warmth radiating off of him, the feel of cotton and denim under his hands. Slowly, he raised his gaze, looking through his eyelashes to see Magnus smiling sorrowfully down at him.
Delicately, Magnus lifted Alec's chin and leaned forward, chastely kissing him.
His eyes flickered closed, breathing in the familiar scent of pancakes, grass after rain and a just Magnus smell. His hands tightened, one holding the back of Magnus' head, fingers woven into the silky hair and the other fisted behind Magnus' back, clutching him tighter to himself.
Magnus' lips against his were heaven, the feel of his hands roaming up and down his back. The kiss turned heated, hands thrusting down trousers, up shirts. Holding each other together and together.
And it felt like coming home.
So that's it for this story. That's also it for my career in writing kiss scenes. I don't even know what that was. I'm sorry for this and the last chapter. If you don't like this, Im'ma write more Malec anyway.
So long and goodnight!
Fez.