#i want to write malec with guns so badly' do it jdhjkdf kill us with the power couple <3
i already have so many aus where they have guns that are just chilling in my head and i would love to write one long form but i’m gonna give you and myself something to tide me over
under heavy grey skies that were threatening rain, the city was impassive and unchanging, slick lines of glass and metal, skyscrapers reaching like jagged fingers towards the sky. and underneath them, magnus reclined against the slick black mustang, all of the harsh lines of his black suit lit up by the bleak light just before a storm. drenched in black like that, with his hair slicked up and the goatee around his mouth standing out against his skin, he was beautiful and you didn’t have to be smart to know this man was deadly. there was something sharp about every single one of his edges, something too calm about the way he reclined, like every single one of his muscles was taut and ready to jump into action. and honestly, they were. which was why the minute he heard a door behind him he reached into his jacket, fingers curling around his pistol.
the way he turned was so painfully fluid, forearms resting steady on the top of the mustang, the gun steady in his hand and his painted fingernails curled around the trigger, as lanky legs and a matching black suit sped down the steps towards the car. there was a shot, glass breaking, but alec didn’t stumble for a second. however magnus’s attention wasn’t on him, it was on the man who stepped out of the building after alec, a heavy kind of anger resting in his face, and a shotgun settled in his hands. magnus didn’t give him a second to use it.
the shot was clean, it rung out through city streets, a headshot leaving the man and his gun dropping to the floor. magnus paused only for a second to smirk, before he went for the door to the car.