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Alec sighed. His head was pounding from alcohol withdrawl, but he had to finish these letters.
Oh, Alec. Do you remember that time when we were stuck in Edom, and I was sick? And you came in to save me? That was the first time I realized that we were going to be together, through thick and thin. I wasn't wrong, my love. We were. But stupid me, I had to get sucked into the mother-fracking Void. Oh, God. Sorry, Alec. Moral is low right now. So I'm sitting here and I'm remembering us, Alec. I'm thinking about and reliving every time you kissed me, every time you told me that you could handle it, every time you brought me to bed when I was engrossed in my studies. I can't but think, What if I'd stayed. Anyway. This is a good way to pass the time. Eight months, eight days, eight hours, eight minutes and eight seconds. God. Is that ironic or what? Because today is our anniversary. And we first kissed at 8:08 and eight seconds. Maybe it's a sign! much love, Magnus.
"It wasn't your fault, Magnus. You couldn't have stayed, even if you wanted to." Alec mumbled. A knock on the door made him jump up, rubbing at his eyes. You know, just in case. "Open the damn door, Alec! I have to pee!" Alec smirked.
"I dunno, Jace. I might have to pee first." Alec answered, and he could see Jace's glare through the door.
"Angel damn you, Alec! Open the door!" Alec complied this time, not actually having to use the restroom. They talked, easily, as if no time had passed at all, until the kids came home. Then Clary joined them for dinner. (The one she made. Alec still couldn't cook.) It wasn't until he was in bed that he realized his headache had gone and the letters still weren't read through.
