As they moved away from the noise and activity of the party, Alec's thought settled on the nervous elation he'd felt when Magnus had agreed to let him mark him. After making the promise to introduce him to his parents, Alec had been sure his boyfriend would say yes, but part of him had been afraid. Magnus had been hurt by all the secrecy... they both had. He'd been a coward, hiding who he was and, worse, hiding his true feeling from the person he loved most.
If Jace hadn't given him that mental shake by offering to let him kiss him and Clary hadn't created that rune...
Then he might not have taken a chance and asked Magnus to fight beside him even if there was no one else he wanted to be at his side. He never would have experienced that bright elation that had accompanied that mark, feeling like a Magnus' magic sparks were running through his veins. Part of him wondered if that was what being a warlock felt like or if it'd been because he'd been bound to the person he loved. Maybe it'd been a combination of both.
Most of the night, he'd run his fingers along the rune, glancing at Magnus and occasionally seeing his boyfriend looking at the scar. It made him wonder if despite Clary's claims, the mark had hurt Magnus.
He was about to ask when Magnus kissed the back of his hand, pulling him out of his thoughts to focus on the present. A hint of those sparks tingled along his skin that had nothing to do with the alliance rune.
"I'm not brave, Magnus. If I was, I would have told them all sooner." That would have been a quieter way to let his parents know he was gay and dating a Downworlder, but he had to admit, kissing Magnus in front of everyone did have a dramatic flair that his boyfriend hopefully would appreciate.
"I love you too." Looking up to meet those golden eyes, he tugged Magnus closer so he could kiss him softly. "I don't know how I swept you off yoru feet, but I'm glad I did."
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Date: 2013-09-06 02:49 am (UTC)If Jace hadn't given him that mental shake by offering to let him kiss him and Clary hadn't created that rune...
Then he might not have taken a chance and asked Magnus to fight beside him even if there was no one else he wanted to be at his side. He never would have experienced that bright elation that had accompanied that mark, feeling like a Magnus' magic sparks were running through his veins. Part of him wondered if that was what being a warlock felt like or if it'd been because he'd been bound to the person he loved. Maybe it'd been a combination of both.
Most of the night, he'd run his fingers along the rune, glancing at Magnus and occasionally seeing his boyfriend looking at the scar. It made him wonder if despite Clary's claims, the mark had hurt Magnus.
He was about to ask when Magnus kissed the back of his hand, pulling him out of his thoughts to focus on the present. A hint of those sparks tingled along his skin that had nothing to do with the alliance rune.
"I'm not brave, Magnus. If I was, I would have told them all sooner." That would have been a quieter way to let his parents know he was gay and dating a Downworlder, but he had to admit, kissing Magnus in front of everyone did have a dramatic flair that his boyfriend hopefully would appreciate.
"I love you too." Looking up to meet those golden eyes, he tugged Magnus closer so he could kiss him softly. "I don't know how I swept you off yoru feet, but I'm glad I did."