Okay but Alec curled up on Magnus' lap, clinging to him with his ice cold hands underneath Magnus' shirt for warmth. Maybe there's a fire lit, or maybe just candles. It's quiet, peaceful. Just the two of them enjoying each other's company. I need this like air.
when one of the doors to the balcony opened, and then shut once again, firelight was flickering over magnus’s book, his dark nails pressed against the page holding his spot as he glanced up to watch alec step back into the loft. with alec came a chill, the night air even around spring still sharp enough to bite into skin, maybe not for magnus but definitely for someone like alec who hated the cold. he was shivering, magnus didn’t even have to see him up close to know that. alec was shivering as he walked around the couch and dropped his phone on one of the tables, rubbing his hands together as he gravitated closer to magnus, closer to the fire.
“is everything alright?” magnus asked, and with it he moved, closing his book and setting it aside on the coffee table, leaning in to glance at alec’s face. his brows were furrowed, his expression twisted and magnus couldn’t help but be worried. but as alec scooted closer and shook his head it became obvious.
“it’s just cold.” alec replied, soft laughter huffed out of his red lips rubbing his fingers together and reaching out towards the fire in the nearby fireplace. it wasn’t roaring as it had been earlier, but it was still warm enough that it was brushing magnus’s skin.
magnus hummed at that, a bit of a smile pulling at the corner of his lips. then he reached over, grabbing at alec’s arm gently and tugging him closer, patting the top of his thighs. “come on.” he whispered, leaning in to press his mouth to alec’s jaw.
alec didn’t need all that much coaxing, he readily pushed into magnus’s lap, in fact he nearly scrambled to, pressing his face right up against magnus’s neck and trying to get as close as he could. he was freezing, his skin an ice block but it didn’t bother magnus. how could it bother him when his boyfriend was trying to fold himself as tightly in his lap as he possibly could.
magnus closed his eyes and the light from the fire danced over his eyelids and the nape of alec’s neck. it danced over his rings as he pressed his palms against alec’s spine, sliding his hands up and down alec’s back. at some point, alec’s frozen fingertips found their way underneath magnus’s shirt and it was a tiny shock but he could only laugh, turning his head and pressing a soft line of kisses over alec’s neck as he thawed his fingers against the tight muscles of magnus’s stomach.