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Without further ado, or rambling- Part II of the 100_situation prompt series
"There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment."
― Sarah Dessen
Pickpocket.
"Jace! Come on, It'll be fine. Magnus won't do anything to your phone! Promise!" as Alec stepped into Jace's personal space and Magnus' eyes widened momentarily before settling into a smirk; Jace walked away with a firm "No!" as Magnus stepped closer and whispered against the line of Alec's ear "Good work, love. I think I would be a lot more delighted than Jace to be the recipient of those talented fingers."
Reverse.
Ever since Alec came into Magnus's life, there was a complete reversal of his days- he spent all night waiting up for Alec in a state of distracted automation and the daylight hours sleeping off his fatigue with the Shadowhunter using his inner thigh as a pillow.
Deliver.
Magnus had been unable to return to his apartment and the tidal wave of memories frozen within its walls and so he spent his days moving from assisting Downworlders to spending the nights on a freezing, abandoned, half-constructed building; he stilled as the shadows revealed a figure huddled on a ledge, lips blue and eyes dazed as he stared blankly down at the ground twenty stories below, and Magnus choked out the words stuck in his throat with a nonchalance he never knew he possessed as he said, "Hello, Alexander."
Arrival.
Alec didn't know how he reached here, one moment he was staring morosely at his coffee cup and the next, he was following an indefinable feeling in his chest towards a skeletal building whose elevators creaked and lights burned out at the slightest disturbance.
Fall.
Alec had the misfortune of always falling- from tree branches, from his training beams, from burning buildings, from the backs of demons- but this time when he falls, from a tree to be enveloped by Magnus's warm arms and the soft vibrations of his laughter, Alec finds he exults in the act of falling.
Knife.
The way Alec hunched over the ledge twisted a knife of fear in the warlock's chest, what was Al- the shadowhunter- thinking? It wasn't easy for even the Nephilim to escape serious injury when jumping from this height and the spectre of Alec's mortality came rushing back, crashing against the wave of longing for Alec building in his chest; He crossed his arms and kept his voice cool, formal and distant, "Is there something I can help you with?"
Tom.
Alec started as he whirled around to face Magnus, who looked like an ice carving of a stranger filled in with the colors of his beloved; Alec had the strangest recollection of a tom cat that stared at him with cool intelligence and disdained the kitty litter he had bought for it before the shock of his body temperature combined with the emotional stress of the past few days caught up with him and he slipped backwards and into darkness.
Danger.
Magnus swore as Alec swayed backwards, losing his balance, falling back and Magnus's body didn't hesitate as it covered the distance between them and wrapped protectively around Alec, more captivated by the slenderness of his figure, the scent of him- sunlight glistening off a waterfall- and the tickle of his wild yet soft hair against Magnus's own neck than the earth rushing at them both.
Neutral.
When Alec woke, he was cocooned in warmth, the spicy scent of spearmint and a steady heartbeat and a portion of his brain wanted to continue his stillness and soak in the long absent warmth of his lover and just pretend, but then the rational part of his brain hijacked him and he heaved himself up but the world spun all around him and he fell-sat back down again; He took a reluctant and embarrassed look at Magnus only to pale at the pain glazed yet neutral amber-green eyes staring back at him.
Mate.
Every time Alec hears the word mate- Alec's mind conjured the image of a lean warlock, whose skin held the lustre of the down of a new born fawn and eyes that blazed like sunlight on a forest, and his always cold body quavered with the need to seek the always warmer- than- normal warlock's.
Fly.
Magnus had a habit of shooting Alec down every time the latter suggesting travelling by flight, saying he had the ability to portal so why bother; Alec had a nagging suspicion which was later confirmed through extreme guile and copious amounts of alcohol- his normally fearless boyfriend was afraid of flying, except of course, when he was too sloshed to remember.
Loud.
There was nothing loud about Alec, Alec who shivered when Magnus caressed him, and quivered beneath Magnus's practiced fingers but never let a single sound out, even going so far as to bite his lip until it bled; Magnus kissed his battle scarred fingers and told him that he would never have to hide anything from him as he cradled a softly sobbing Alec close to his heart.
Touch.
Alec probed Magnus's torso gently, trying to find breaks or bruises or lacerations, there were several of them but nothing too serious- they were too far from the city to call for help and Magnus didn't have the energy to heal himself- so reluctantly, Alec pulled out his stele and traced the alliance rune on both of them and then began to heal himself in the places where Magnus was hurt; By the time Alec was done, neither had the energy to move and ended up cuddling awkwardly against the cold, the sensation of having Magnus beside him just made him so homesick, he had to curl up to fend it off but froze-hardly daring to breathe- when tentative fingers began to rub soothing circles on his back.
Seek.
Magnus smiled as the sunlight irritated him in his sleep, he was happy because the rising sun meant Alec would be home and reached out to touch- empty space as he realised that Alec wasn't there beside him, and probably never would be.
Argue.
Magnus decided to settle all arguments over T.V channels by seeing who can hold out the longest in the kiss, soon after they lost all interest in the T.V. as they always ended up deciding to move things to a more comfortable venue.
Work.
This will never work, a faceless stranger spoke; You'll never be enough for Magnus, another chimed in, smirking; There isn't anything special enough about you to hold his interest for long, unlike me, smiled Camille angelically; Alec woke up feeling cold despite the warmth of Magnus's arms and Magnus squeezed once, silently asking him if he was okay and Alec squeezed back telling him he was okay but the chill permeating his heart didn't thaw.
Sink.
Alec was washing the dishes at Magnus's apartment because the warlock was lost within his own head and there wasn't anything Alec had to be doing; A slight weight settled on his arched neck and Alec smiled as soap suds began to swirl around them in lazy circles as Magnus curled his fingers around Alec's belt loops and pulled him even closer.
Nut.
They were sitting on the lip of a fountain in Rome and playing the "what would I be if I wasn't me?" game; Magnus wanted to be a troubadour who travelled from country to country gathering songs of heroism and tender love stories but Alec wanted to be an architect and make a building entirely out of glass and steel.
Stuck.
Magnus felt the blood chill in his veins as Alec's leg refused to budge, leaving him stuck and the surge of adrenaline in his veins batted the exhaustion away as time slowed and crystallised for him, he could see the muscles of the demon working; he had all the time in the world to plan his moves and Magnus surveyed the land around him- barren and unusable- and then his magic-if he scraped barrel bottom, he'd have enough to make a portal but then he's collapse and it would end; he smiled at Alec, a smile born of pure recklessness and began making his portal while mouthing the words-his last- to Alec… Take care and live long, my heart.
Animal.
Magnus coaxed his beloved, "Come on Alec, it happens. Hiding away isn't going to change anything" A squeak met his words as Alec curled into a tighter ball causing Magnus to change his tactics, "Sweetheart, I am happy to be the recipient of all your biting and scratching so long as it's only me who has that honor."
Pray.
They were sitting on a park bench with a cup of hot chocolate each as the snow began to fall in gentle eddies, Alec collected a few on his gloved palm and offered them to Magnus as he said, "When I was little, I used to believe that each snow flake was a prayer that was granted."
Kill.
When the laughter stopped, the only sound in the room was that of the fire crackling over wood and the weight of Magnus's gaze on him, he leaned over Alec and took his hand, kissing the inside of his wrist; Time ceased to mean anything to him as Magnus kissed away all his fears, his shyness and his hesitation.
Light.
Whe Alec woke, the dawn had crept in with a grey and blue light that softened Magnus's sleeping features into a paragon of serenity, he tested his sore limbs by standing and wrapped his jacket around Magnus's torso and slipped away into the retreating shadows of the night.
Cold.
Magnus woke to a feeling of coldness that transcended the physical and seeped into his very soul as he realised that Alec was gone and all that Magnus was left with was a jacket with a fading scent of sunlight on a waterfall and realised cursed himself a hundred kinds of fool, and ran-literally ran- to find Alec and apologize and beg him to take him back, the question of mortality be damned; he would never forget Alec and never forgive himself, if he let Alec go.
Affair.
Alec's love affair with the T.V was a source of exasperation for Magnus- he had a soft spot for film noir and absolutely adored black and white movies over almost anything else.
My apologies for being so late, I meant to post this yesterday but somehow got bogged down by RL to do so..
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