and the dark curls
an awfully big adventure by Thealmostrhetoricalquestion
By Organization for Transformative Works

“Oh,” Magnus says quietly, all the breath rushing out of him. He grips hold of the doorframe tightly, knuckles whitening, shocked by how strong his reaction is.

Alec is lying on the carpet, surrounded by throw cushions and his discarded shirt, dressed only in a pair of threadbare sweatpants and holey socks. His hair is a ragged mess of curls, and there are dark circles under his eyes – he looks about as tired as Magnus feels, but he’s still eerily beautiful, and he’s holding the baby against his bare chest. Her eyes are closed, and she is lifted up and down gently with each rise and fall of Alec’s chest, her ear pressed against his heart.

“Oh no,” Magnus says faintly.

(Or, the prompt was a Parent AU and this was what I came up with.)

lost-decade  asked:

Brocedes for the ship meme pls Sarah. :) I'm not giving up on them dammit!

notp / not really / meh / I could / sometimes / maker, yes / my otp babbies

Who is the most affectionate? Lewis, actually. Nico isn’t really a cuddling sort of person but he makes an effort with Lewis, stroking his hands over the dark curls of his hair, their hands linking together and their legs tangling. 

Big spoon/Little spoon? They both take it in turns but Nico enjoys curling around Lewis, his nose in the dark sweaty curls, stroking over his hipbone.

Most common argument? After races - the tension gets to them and Nico slams Lewis up against a wall, his eyes are hard and his fingernails bruise the soft, tanned skin. Lewis loves it, he bites on his lip as Nico shoves his knee between his thighs.

Favorite non-sexual activity? Nico likes listening to Lewis playing the piano - he loves watching Lewis’s fingers dance over the keys. 

Who is most likely to carry the other? Lewis carries Nico up the stairs when they’ve had a little too much to drink, he’s reminded of all the times before that - when they were younger, when Nico’s hair fell against his collarbone and he smiled. 

Nicknames? They don’t need nicknames. Nobody says Nico’s name quite like Lewis does. 

Who worries the most? Nico is the biggest worrier - he worries when Lewis pops down to the local supermarket to buy some milk because they’ve run out again and Lewis takes ages - and Nico worries something will happen. He relaxes when they’re in bed together in the middle of the night, curled up. Just them. 

Who tops? Nico. Lewis loves to be held down and fucked. 

Who initiates kisses? Lewis. He’s the more confident one and his lips had tasted of alcohol that night when they’d first kissed, he’d fisted his hands into Nico’s shirt and nothing else had mattered.

Who wakes up first? Nico, but Lewis isn’t far behind - he sleepily curls his arms around Nico as he cooks their breakfast.

Who says I love you first? Nico. He said it when Lewis was asleep for the first time when they were sixteen, sharing a room. He still remembers how Lewis looked - peaceful, his chest barely rising and falling.  

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.