Alec always looked forward to going home after a long day at the Institute. Now that he was the Head he always had at least three people talking to him or handing him something at one time and it got pretty hectic. Magnus always made him feel better when he was sad or helped him relax when he was stressed but today he was just plain exhausted.
He smiled to himself as he walked down the corridor to there apartment, remembering all the times Alec had walked through this hallway. Alec stopped at the huge black door and dug his keys out of his pocket. Magnus had insisted that he had a key to the flat when he first started staying there every night. Alec pushed open the door and was greeted with soft music and the faint smell of Magnus' favorite tea. He hung his jacket by the door and took off his mud-stained shoes. (Alec learned his lesson the first time he traked mud in the house) Alec padded further into the flat and stopped when he saw Magnus swaying back and forth with his eyes closed. Magnus was holding a small cup that Alec assumed had tea in it and was humming lightly to the constant melody of music. Alec smiled and stood there watching for a minute, knowing that Magnus was aware of his presence.
Without opening his eyes Magnus said, "Come dance with me Alexander."
Alec chuckled lightly, "I can't dance Magnus."
Magnus opened his eyes to look at Alec but continued to sway his hips back and forth. "I'll teach you then, come here." Magnus reached out his hand to Alec. Alec sighed and took Magnus' hand, Magnus drawing Alec close to him and placing down his teacup.
"What if I step on your foot?" Alec asked.
"Then you step on my foot, and we keep dancing." Magnus said placing his hand that wasn't holding Alec's on the younger boy's back, "Now take your other hand and put it on my shoulder." Magnus said to Alec.
Alec did as told and looked down at his feet, "I'm sorry in advance."
"For what darling?" Magnus resumed swaying.
"Messing up." Alec said stiffly swaying along with him.
"Darling, dance is a form of expression. You can't mess up." Magnus said chucking a bit, "Now relax and dance with me. Just listen to the music and move."
"Okay." Alec said, relaxing a bit. They swayed back and forth, telling jokes and stealing little kisses from each other.
"Alexander, you are so amazing. How could I be worthy enough for you?" Magnus said sitting down on the couch after an hour straight (or not ;P) of dancing.
"I should be asking the same question. You're Magnus Bane, High Warlock of Brooklyn. You could have anyone you wanted." Alec said plopping down next to him
with a sigh.
"I did get the person I wanted. I got you, Alexander Lightwood, head of the New York Institute." Magnus took Alec's hand and entwined there fingers, Magnus' smooth, tan skin contrasting with Alec's rough, pale hands.
Alec's eyes traveled from there hands to Magnus' golden green eyes. Unglamoured amd cat-like, "I love your eyes."
"I love yours too. I always loved boys with black hair and blue eyes and your blue eyes are my favorite." Magnus moved his free hand to cup Alec's jaw, Alec leaning into the touch.
They just looked at each other. Each admiring the others features.
"I love you Magnus."
"I love you too Alexander." Magnus leaned forward and kissed him. A soft, gentle kiss that was full of love.
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Okay so I got a little bit of Wifi so I decided to upload this. (Go read latest update on random shit to unconfuse yourself)
--Cara