A/N: Fluff because I'm too stressed tired and depressed to write anything but happy feels. If this sounds vaguely british I blame all of the 00Q and Charles/Erik fics I've been reading lately. Also this was a product of me being fed up with the weather in here, so. Written in about twenty minutes and also no beta reading whatsoever so all mistakes are mine. Hope you like it!
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"The weather is quite horrible, isn't it?"
Alec glanced out of the window, and did his best to shrug his shoulders while laying on the couch. "It's not that bad."
Magnus considered if it was a good enough reason to break up with someone because they didn't understand just how horrendous snow could be. He came to the conclusion that Alec had more pros than cons, even though his weather education could be improved upon. A lot, actually, could be improved on both of them. Magnus decided to pointedly ignore that right now.
"You don't get it, darling. It's snowing a bit now, and it's quite alright and very pretty to look at for a few hours. But soon it's too much, and you can't go for a walk without wearing at least three layers of clothing, and everything looks so dull in white after a while."
He looked at Alec, expecting him to agree because those were some very good and convincing points. Instead Alec looked at him and raised one eyebrow, the 'I'm not sure if you're kidding or not'-eyebrow. "Snow can be fun," he said. Magnus made a sound of disagreement, and shook his head. "How can snow be fun, pray tell me?"
Alec gave him a small smile. "It keeps Jace and Izzy from barging in every other day, because neither of them really wants to go outside in any other kind of weather than 'so sunny I can get tanned' or 'so cloudy the sun won't burn my oversensitive skin'."
Magnus rolled the thought over in his head, eventually deciding that that was, actually, a good argument. "Right, alright, that's one thing. But I can't see-"
"And of course you get to cuddle me all day, because we're not going outside if it's cold."
And that, that was a very good argument you couldn't really debate with. Magnus was rethinking his plan to send Alec outside just to say 'so it wasn't that much fun, now was it?' and instead walked away from the window and flopped down next to Alec. "I could see that as a convincing enough reason to never leave this apartment again," he stated as Alec sat up from where he was slouching and leaned against Magnus' side.
Which, in truth, made the cold outside not matter that much at all because Alec was like an intensely warm hot bottle that hugged Magnus and pressed sweet kisses into his neck from time to time. And, now that he really thought about it, who really cared if it was snowing. They wouldn't really go outside anyway, because Magnus had decided that Alec was much better company than anyone else, and well, one could do without seeing Jace or Isabelle for a few days or a year, if possible. One Lightwood was enough to deal with.
"I think you're right," he said out loud.
"About what? I'm right about a lot of things, you know," Alec asked with a hint of smugness that could be forgiven because he was, of course, right about that too.
"About the weather. Maybe I'm just getting old and can't deal with cold the way I did before," Magnus complained with a sigh. Alec snorted.
"You wouldn't admit to being old even if you looked like a hundred-year-old, and you know it. You just want an excuse to cuddle me."
Magnus hummed and smiled softly. "That, darling, is very true. How would you feel about a movie marathon?"
"I would love it."
"Good, because I'm not letting you leave this couch for a while and I'd prefer to have something to do whilst warming myself."
"So I'm your fireplace now, am I?"
"You're much more important than a fireplace, dear. You're at least a tea kettle."
"Why do I put up with you, again?"
"Because I'm irresistibly handsome and hilarious, and also because you love me so very much."
"You love me too, though."
"Of course I do. I'd be lost without your logic and voice of reason."
"I know."
"I love you."
"I know."
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