***Hi! Sorry this took me couple of days to responsed to.
I have so many cuddly Malec headcanons, some fluffy, some not so fluffy. I’ve included a few in this post, but it was getting quite long. But also a long the way I realised i’d quite like to put some of them into full length fics, so this post doesn’t include all of them yet.***
When Alec first slept in Magnus’ bed, he wasn’t sure what to do.
He didn’t know where to lay his head, where to put his hands, how close was too close.
In all honesty he was afraid, he didn’t want to overstep and mess anything up.
Upon noticing this Magnus chuckled lightly and nudged his nose against Alec’s cheek before telling him to loosen up, that it was okay, that they were okay.
They quickly fell into a routine after that and it didn’t take either of them long to realise that despite Alec being that little bit taller, he liked being the little spoon.
Alec would never admit it to anyone else but he loved the feeling of Magnus wrapping his arms around his waist. He loved when Magnus pulled him in closer.
After that first night everything fell into place, they’d talk for hours before finally falling asleep, their legs intertwined, their hands roaming and tracing patterns into each other’s skin as they talked.
Magnus would often run his fingers softly over Alec’s rune as the man talked, more often than not the action would cause Alec to blush fiercely and stumble over his words. Maybe that’s why Magnus enjoyed doing it so much.
Alec would sometimes twirl Magnus’ hair between his fingers and litter kisses down the man’s neck as the cuddled in close.
This went on for weeks and after having to spend a night at the Institute, Alec found that he would never be able to get to sleep the same ever again, he’d become too accustomed to falling asleep in Magnus’ arms.
The bed felt empty without Magnus, everything felt too cold, he wasn’t ashamed to admit that to himself, there was no feeling, no moment that Alec forward to more than their nights together, falling asleep in each other’s arms.
Cuddling in public:
Although they preferred to keep their relationship private, whenever they were around each other they couldn’t help but touch or hold each other in some way.
Sometimes Alec would hook his chin on Magnus shoulder as the other man talked.
Others Magnus would wrap a single arm around Alec as they walked down the street, other times Alec would do they same back.
On the occasional night they’d find themselves huddled up together in a booth at Hunter’s Moon, talking animatedly to each other, completely oblivious to the attention they were attracting.
On the odd occasion Alec would pull Magnus to at stop in the Institute,unable to help himself. They’d press against the walls in the hallways drinking each other in, and huddling close, burying their noses into each other’s necks when people walked past, suppressing their laughter at the scandalised looks.
Alec didn’t drink very often so when he did it never took much to push him over the edge.
After one drink he would start rambling
After two, that’s when he would start telling jokes, and they were terrible, but everyone laughed anyway because he was adorable.
By three drinks Alec turned giggly. Everything was funny. Especially anything Magnus said, it would cause Alec’s whole face to brighten and his smile would take over.
On drink four that’s when Alec got cuddly, but only with Magnus. He would nestle under Magnus’ arm and hang on his every word, pulling the man in close. Sometimes Alec would wrap his arms around Magnus and sway they as Magnus tilted his head back in laughter. Other times, Alec would sling his legs over into Magnus’ lap, half sitting on him while giggling as he rambled nonsense into Magnus’ ear. But it was okay because Magnus was just as gone for Alec as Alec was for him.
Drink five though. Drink five was when Alec started to get all lovey dovey, again only with Magnus. Not only would he cuddle, and hold the man as if he were a koala bear, he would ramble about his love too. Sometimes he didn’t mean to, he would think something and the words would just fall out of his mouth. Other times he would go and find Izzy and make her listen as he began to list the reasons why Magnus was so great. He was lucky he was cute.