It had been a long day for Alexander Lightwood and he for one was done with the snow and cold weather in New York City.
His hands were numb, his nose was burning and he was shivering uncontrollably. As he headed down the streets of Brooklyn towards his apartment, he regretted not asking Simon for a ride home.
It hadn't been a particularly fulfilling day, he'd spent the morning trying to train with Jace, but he kept getting distracted by Clary, who was shamelessly flirting with him.
The afternoon was even less exciting, he'd agreed to go to late lunch with Isabelle and Simon, then immediately regretted it when he realised they would just be making out the entire lunch.
So now here he was, walking home in the freezing New York air, shivering and cold. He could not wait to get home, to his warm apartment and welcoming boyfriend.
The door to the apartment burst open and woke Magnus from his sleep so suddenly he rolled off the sofa and Chairman Meow squealed as he landed on the cat.
"Oops sorry Meow," He said, absently stroking the cat from his place on the floor as he observed Alec walking into the apartment.
He was only in a black leather jacket and pants and was clearly freezing. He moved into the apartment stiffly, and Magnus could hear his teeth chattering.
"Alexander my love, you're almost frozen solid!" He exclaimed, rushing over to his boyfriend and closing the wooden door behind him.
"C-c-can't f-f-feel my f-f-feet," Alec managed to stutter out, before he half fell, half threw himself into Magnus' warm grasp.
"Oh Alec," Magnus said, lifting the younger man up into his arms and carrying him over to the couch, where he flicked his wrist and removed the Shadowhunter's clothes, replacing them with a pair of Magnus' warmest pyjamas.
"I'll make you some tea my dear," He said rushing off into the kitchen and Alec was now suddenly blissfully aware of his tiredness.
Magnus came back with the tea and blankets wrapping them around his lover, before sitting down next to the young boy and wrapping his arms around him.
"T-thanks," Alec said, still stuttering but with less extremity.
"You shouldn't have been out in the cold like that," Magnus scolded and Alec breathed heavily in reply, and Magnus knew he was falling asleep.
"It's all Izzy's fault," Alec mumbled into Magnus' chest.
"Remind me to have a word with her," Magnus mused, watching the young man fall asleep in his arms, and then wilfully joined him in the land of sleep.
The next morning Alec woke up, completely warm and wrapped up in blankets.
"How are you feeling this morning?" Magnus asked, carrying a tray into the room with food, putting it down in his vacant space on the bed.
"Better," Alec said happily, pouting slightly so Magnus would kiss him. Magnus accepted the invitation and pressed his lips against the younger mans.
"But," Alec paused and Magnus raised his eyebrows, "My feet are still cold,"