A half-naked, sleepy Magnus without makeup will be the death of us all. Admit it.

Enjoy some Alec loving softie Magnus :)

Magnus opened his eyes, green-gold slit pupils blinking up at the ceiling. He smelled coffee. Unwittingly, a soft smile graced his features.

This morning, which was getting lovelier by far, was bringing Magnus a rare form of happiness through the embodiment of perfection; with blue eyes, pale skin and raven black hair. Magnus got out of bed, not thinking of anything save his darling shadowhunter and the good morning kiss he was going to receive (so sue him).

He padded out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. "Alexander!" he called out, blinking the sleep from his eyes.

Bottle blue eyes flicked over to him and widened in shock. Plump lips opened in wonder and astonishment, eyes roving over him. Magnus frowned and glanced down at himself. Did Chairman do anything at night?

Then he realized. Too late. He was dressed (if you could call it that) in only his boxers, acres of taunt golden skin on display. He didn't have a belly button- what was Alec going to say about that? And- oh- horrors of horrors- his makeup and hair!

...

Alec was going to die.

But, he was going to die happy, because Magnus had come out, wearing nothing save his boxers and- Angel, he was beautiful. Alec's eyes went over to his face and Raziel-

Things like Magnus' face without makeup and no goddamn glitter and soft hair that he just wanted to run his fingers through and sleep laden eyes with a freaking blanket crease on his cheek should be illegal in fear of combustion of guys named Alec.

He couldn't move. He just stood there, looking like a complete idiot. Alec was certain he was drooling.

The soft, sleepy expression on Magnus's face disappeared and was replaced by surprise, realization, and then disgust. He turned, shoulders sagging, going back inside his bedroom. He was running, Alec realized.

And so ended Alec's daydream.

He strode forward and did what he had wanted to do ever since he had woken up. Alec kissed Magnus with everything he had. He wanted to convey everything he wasn't ready to say just yet.

The kiss was hard, unpracticed and sloppy, but so full of passion and adoration that it was perfect. Magnus pulled back and stared into Alec's blue eyes. "Wh-What was that for?" he asked, breathless. "Not that I'm complaining, but-"

Alec blushed. "I-I just..." he stopped, arms flailing over Magnus, trying to make him understand, to make him see-

"You're beautiful," he finally breathed out, and Magnus felt his heart stutter in his chest.

I love you, he thought.

Alec's head shot up suddenly. "You- you love me?" he asked hesitantly.

Oh. Guess he said it out loud. Well, no going back now.

"Yes, Alexander. I love you. It's okay, you don't have to say it back or anything, I-"

Alec cut him off, eyes shining. "Just- shut up. I love you too," he breathed, voice full of infectious joy.

And Magnus kissed him then. How could he not?

*mic drop*

So, how'd you like that? It was my first go at a fic (holy shit!)...uh, thanks for reading (I'm scared), and hope you review!

ananya ❤️