Pretty Picture
Title: Pretty Picture
Pairing: Magnus/Alec
Rating: PG
Word Count: 332
Summary: Alec thinks Magnus is different, unusual so to speak. Magnus thinks Alec is perfect.
A/N: Summary may sound a little like angst, but this is pure fluff.
“There’s something about you,” Alec said one evening, when the summer sun was setting and the smell of freshly barbequed ribs wafted up from a restaurant nearby. They were lounging on one of Magnus’ luxurious white sofas, Magnus half-lying on Alec’s lap. It was a pretty picture.
Magnus’ lips quirked up into a slight smile and he sat up a little, leaning on his elbows for support. “Something?” His tone was playful.
Alec nodded, his hair falling in front of his eyes. Without really thinking, Magnus leaned forward and brushed it away gently. To him, anything covering up those eyes were a crime.
“You’re different from anyone else I’ve ever known. Unusual.”
Magnus snorted. “If you haven’t already guessed from my charming eyes or certain sparks emitting from my fingers, I’m a warlock, honey. We’re usually classified under unusual.”
Alec flushed a little out of embarrassment. “No, no! I mean different as in unique. You’re just everything, everything perfect and when I look at you…I didn’t think I’d ever…” he struggled with his words as Magnus’ smile grew wider. “You know what? Forget I said anything; go back to doing whatever you were doing.” Alec sighed and muttered something under his breath. Magnus spun himself him around so he was loosely straddling Alec. He gave him a quick kiss and leaned his forehead against the shadowhunter’s.
“I know what you mean, Alexander. Everything about you, the way you walk, the way you sometimes smile absent-mindedly or even the way you make jokes when you’re nervous…everything about you is perfect,” he kissed a smiling Alec again. “You’re a miracle, blessed rain after years of drought.”
Alec’s eyes lit up. “That’s it!” he exclaimed so loudly that Magnus almost fell. But before Magnus could comment, Alec almost blinded him with a glowing smile and said, “You’re a miracle Magnus Bane. That’s what makes you so unusual. Thanks for that.”
Magnus laughed lightly and kissed Alec’s neck. “Glad I could be of some use.”
End