Heyy guys, Merry Christmas Eve! I am so sorry this took so long, I had a serious case of writers block but I have finally finished it for you!

I hope you all have an amazing Christmas and New Year! Thank you so much to everyone who followed and a special thank you to TattleTales and Poopsie Pie who left lovely reviews :)

Hope you like the second part...

Christmas day came like a whirlwind, Alec woke up with his head tucked into his boyfriends neck, who's chest was rising and falling softly. Alec thought about the past few weeks and how stressful it has been to find a perfect and deserving gift for Magnus.

Seen as his boyfriend had been alive for hundreds of years, he surely had everything he'd ever wanted; the warlock had so much money there's nothing he would ever be unable to buy for himself. Something sentimental seemed like the best idea. Something that Magnus would never have gotten before. But what?

When Alec had finally found the perfect gift, without even looking for it, he knew it was just right. He had placed it sneakily under their tree so Magnus couldn't shake it and prod it, trying to guess the content like he usually does this time of year.

The day had finally come where he could give Magnus the gift, he prodded his sleeping boyfriend in the ribs and rolled excitedly out of bed. He was never usually this excited for Christmas, but this year he had a tiny inkling that it was going to be better than any other.

Like a small, excited child, Alec leaped over to Magnus's side of the bed and shook his boyfriend impatiently until the Warlocks eyes creaked open.

"Hmmm...?"

"Magnus, it's Christmas Day," he said, pulling his boyfriend's arm.

"Really? I didn't know that. Oh dear, I have no presents for anyone, I'd better go back to sleep until the coast is clear. If anyone sees Alec, tell him I've gone on very important Clave business. They're been overrun by Christmas Elves, yes... That's it. Elves." Magnus threw the covers over his face and pretended to snore.

"You're insane." Alec laughed, and proceeded to drag the covers off Magnus and yank him by the arm. He managed to manoeuvre the sleepy Warlock all the way to the living room and in front of the large Christmas tree they had decorated together.

"I have been waiting to give you this all week, so we're skipping breakfast," Alec stated, chucking at the flabbergasted look his boyfriend gave him at the mention of missing breakfast. Alec ignored him. He handed Magnus a box that was tucked neatly under one if the branches and watched Magnus closely as he tore open the paper expertly, trying to read the warlocks face. Inside was a grey box that had the words, 'Magnus Bane' inscribed on the front.

Magnus looked over at Alec and then opened the box curiously, he had absolutely no guesses to what lay inside. A delicate piece of jewellery was encased in the box, it rested in the palm of Magnus's hand nicely as he took it out of the box and ran his eyes over it.

"I found it in a little antique shop. It's quite old apparently." the locket was large and was decorated with intricate silver detail. What struck Magnus the most was the round sapphire that was imbedded in the middle of the locket.

"Darling, it's beautiful. It's old, like me and the colour matches your eyes quite superbly. I love it, thank you so much."

"You haven't even opened it yet," Alec encouraged, smiling and leaning forward in anticipation.

Magnus clicked the side carefully and the delicate pendent swung open. Inside was a picture of the pair on top of the Eiffel Tower, a few years ago. Their hair was blowing back from their faces, and they both looked so happy. Magnus's arm as wrapped solidly around Alec, probably trying to stop him from blowing away. Alec's face was flushed and he looked happier than he had ever been before.

"Our first romantic vacation together," grinned Magnus.

He stared at the picture for a while longer. Grin still spread across his face, and then placed the locket carefully around his neck.

"Catarina helped me, every day the picture will change to another of you and me. I was having such a hard time thinking of something, I hope this is okay -"

"Alexander, shush, this is absolutely beautiful. Thank you so much." Magnus pulled Alec to him and kissed his forehead.

"I have something for you too, obviously," stated the Warlock, "However, I am going to give it to you when we are at the institute, a more appropriate setting, I feel."

Alec was completely clueless to what Magnus may have gotten him, maybe it was too big to fit in their apartment? Oh god, what if the institute was his present and Magnus was kicking him out of the apartment. No, Alec told himself, that's totally ridiculous. Things have be going great between them.

The couple got changed out of their pyjamas and into their smart 'Christmas Day' outfits. Alec (with the help of Magnus, of course) was wearing a dark blue turtle neck and black jeans. The jumper, surprisingly, had no holes in whatsoever. Magnus was wearing a white t-shirt with the words 'no pants are the best pants' written across the middle in black. Alec had rolled his eyes when he saw it, but his family were so used to Magnus's unusual dress sense, he'd stopped trying to sober up his boyfriend's outfits when heading to the institute. After Magnus had finally put some pants on, the pair grabbed their coats and scarves and Magnus slipped on his bright yellow Doc Martians. They stepped into a taxi and Alec nervously tapped his fingers on his legs, all the way to the institute.

The couple stepped out if the yellow taxi, into the biting wind. Alec's blue scarf was fluttering behind him as he fought against the strong breeze, hauling Magnus along with him. They walked swiftly up the Institute's massive doors and Alec knocked loudly.

A stern looking Maryse creaked the door open and becomes them inside. The institute was decorated with minimal festive items, but a very large Christmas tree did take up a large corner of the old-fashioned room, which did add a very Christmassy feeling to the dull space.

"Hey, Mum," Alec smiled as he stepped into the warm institute, his boyfriend trailing behind him.

"Alexander," Maryse greeted, "Magnus," she nodded her head towards the warlock. His mother and Magnus were always civil with each other after Alec had exploded at them both one day for being so hostile towards one another, a year or so ago. Since then Maryse had stopped calling his boyfriend 'Warlock,' and started using his actual name, which was at least a start.

"Your sister and Jace are already here, they are sitting at the table, go on in."

"Alec!" Isabelle was wearing a fitted red dress with lace sleeves, sitting next to a messy haired Simon who's glasses were resting at the end of his nose.

"Hey Izzy, Merry Christmas." His sister threw her arms around his neck and he pulled her hair affectionately. Isabelle skipped over to Magnus and hugged him similarly; Alec addressed Simon who was standing behind her, smiling fondly. Alec reached for Simon's hand, shaking it firmly. He never had much to do with Simon, but seen as he was very involved with his sister, he should probably make an effort.

"Merry Christmas, Simon."

"Er, yeah, Merry Christmas," Simon shook his hand firmly and looked slightly concerned that Alec was going to crush it for so much as looking at his sister.

Behind the pair sat Clary and Jace, very close to each other, so their sides touched. Clary's hair was very curly and she was wearing a plain, black dress. Jace was dressed it black also, which made his pale hair stand out more than usual.

"Merry Christmas," Alec greeted them both, making friendly conversation. He couldn't help repeatedly glancing over at his boyfriend though, he could not figure out what Magnus was being so sneaky about. He divided to put it out of his mind and enjoy the company of his family, since he had moved in with Magnus he didn't see them as much as usual, which made it all the more special when he did.

Finally, when everyone had hugged and kissed and, in Jace and Alec's case, discussed battle strategies, they all sat down at the large dining table that had been decorated with crackers and napkins. Robert had decided not to turn up to Christmas dinner at the institute this year, apparently he had too much work to do and that Christmas really wasn't his thing. No one mentioned the absence of his father, mainly for the sake of his mother, the empty seat did not go unnoticed, however. They enjoyed themselves regardless, and when Maryse brought out the amazing dinner she had prepared, everyone was in heaven. He chatted easily to each other throughout dinner, enjoying each others company. Jace an Clary were as in love as even and Alec was almost certain Isabelle and Simon were groping each other under the table.

It was before desert that Magnus raised his wine glass, tapping the side with the end of his spoon. Alec's heart was beating rapidly against his chest in anticipation of what was to come.

"Seen as I haven't yet given Alexander his Christmas present, I thing right about now is a good a time as any." Magnus grabbed Alec's hand and pulled him to his feet. The Shadowhunter looked and his boyfriend in confusion, and then glanced around the table. Izzy was bouncing excitedly up and down in her chair, Jace looked like he was concentrating really hard on something, Clary had a small smile on her face and Simon was playing with a pea on his plate. Lastly, his eyes settled on Maryse, who looked just as confused as he did.

Then it all became clear as Magnus took his clammy hand and gracefully got down on one knee.

The whole world stopped as he looked at his boyfriend, who had pulled a small box out of his coat pocket and began speaking smoothly.

"Alexander Gideon Lightwood. The first time I saw you I was both blown away by your pretty, blue eyes, and also astounded that someone could possibly wear a jumper with that many holes in it. You were beautiful and introverted, and I remember thinking I would do anything to bring you out of that protective shell you were surrounding yourself with. I haven't has the best experience with Lightwoods over my lifetime, pardon me Maryse, I have always found them to be rude and cold and condescending and... Well anyway, as soon as I got to know you, I knew you were much different from the many before you. Despite the rather lengthy period of time I have been on this earth, I have shared so many firsts with you. I would like to share another. So enough of this awful soppiness darling, and to the question I have been meaning to ask you for a while now. Will you do me the honour of being my Husband?"

Magnus opened the box in front of him to reveal the most stunning ring. It was gold with a tiny square opal in the middle. Flecks of gold were running through stone which was an emerald green colour, matching the exact shade of the Warlocks mysterious, cat eyes. Alec looked from the ring to Magnus, then to the ring again and finally back to Magnus. His boyfriend looked terrified, not an emotion usually found on the Warlock's young face. The whole room as silent, waiting nervously for his answer.

"Well..." Magnus prodded, he had never been the most patient person in the world.

"O- of course I will," Alec smiled widely and his cheeks coloured pink slightly. Magnus slipped the ring onto Alec's shaking finger, then the Shadowhunter threw his arms around Magnus and kissed him hard. His family melted away behind him and all that was left was him and his boyf- Fiancé, locked in a tight embrace. Magnus lips were soft and warm and full of love, and Alec couldn't help thinking that this was the happiest that he had even been.

After a few minutes, someone coughed (probably Jace) and the passionate couple broke apart. Alec was flushed in the face, partly from kissing and partly from embarrassment, but Magnus's face just showed overwhelming happiness. Alec was ecstatic to say that everyone looked immensely happy for him, even his stern mother, who he he could have sworn had just wiped something wet from under her eye. He has surrounded by the people he loved the most in this world and he was so glad that Magnus had chosen now to propose.

The day went by in a complete blur of happiness. Isabelle, Magnus and Clary and already started discussing wedding details, but Alec didn't care about that. All he cared about was him and Magnus being legally married, a step that the Warlock had never taken with anyone else.

When the day was finally over and the remaining presents had been exchanged, Alec and Magnus made their was home in a yellow taxi, hand in hand. New York looked beautiful as headed back to their apartment, the lights illuminated the couples faces just enough that Alec could see his Fiancés features, and he hadn't stopped beaming the whole way home.

The changed silently into their pyjamas, both thinking about the day's events. Magnus grabbed Alec by the waist and pulled him under the warm mattress.

"So, we're engaged," Magnus chuckled at Alec's bluntness.

"Yes we are darling, I hope you don't regret your decision?"

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life," Alec breathed, pressing his body closer to Magnus's.

"I'm glad about that, and thank you so much again for my locket, I hope you put some of our naked photographs on the loop."

"Magnus! Be serious," Alec smacked his side affectionately.

"I am being extremely serious right now. I am not usually one to enjoy Christmas but this has been one of the best."

Alec smiled and his eyes fluttered closed, "Merry Christmas Mags."

"Merry Christmas, Darling."

Thanks again for reading! Have an amazing Christmas,

~ M3rlinsB4ggyYFr0nts x