i'll take uhhhhh number 27 with malec, extra gay?
this is a good one omg (extra gay always) (under a cut bc it’s p long or on ao3)
27. “Tell me again.”
They’re curled together in bed, and it’s late enough that Magnus has already tried to say goodnight twice. Alec is awake, in the way he gets sometimes, where even though his body is completely lax against Magnus’s he can’t quite get his brain to shut down. In the year they’ve lived together, Magnus has learned that it’s better to let him talk until he calms down than to try and force it. Besides, he tends to say sweet things when he’s like this, and neither of them has anywhere to be early in the morning.
“You ever think about the stars?” Alec says, voice heavy with sleep and yet still animated. “Half the ones we can see burned out ages ago. Before you were born, even. But they burned for so long and so far away that we’ll still see their light for hundreds of years? Does the night sky look very different than when you were a boy?”
Magnus chuckles. “Not that I’ve noticed? Though you can see a lot less in New York City, of course.”
“By the angel,” Alec says, as though he’s been hit by a revelation. “There must have been almost no light pollution when you were a kid. That’s so many stars.”