Malec One-shots

Gay Pride

“By the angel…” Alec breathed, and Magnus put a hand on the small of his back.

“Keep moving, sweetie, you’ll block the road.” There were so many people moving passed them, most in rainbow colours, the flag was everywhere. There were couples everywhere, all same-sex. Alec had never seen anything like this – he’d grown up to believe homosexuality was undesired everywhere, but here were mundanes, out in the open with no one caring about it. It was amazing. Alec let Magnus push him forward, around the celebration. “Do you like it?” he whispered, kissing him on the cheek. Alec froze up a bit out of habit, and Magnus laughed. “It’s okay, sweetpea, do you really think anyone here is going to mind?” He asked, indicating to another couple kissing. Alec blushed, before turning around, leaning in to Magnus body. They kissed, Magnus’ hand finding his way to Alec’s back pocket. The shadowhunter blushed, as his hand brushed his bum, “Magnus--! Not here!” he breathed. “I don’t care if other people are open about it – we need to keep some things private.” He said. Magnus smiled,

“Whatever you wish, Alexander.” He said, kissing his brow. His hand tightened around Alec’s phone – he’d already managed to slip it out of the shadowhunter’s pocket without him noticing. “I think your father would like to see what we’re getting up to these days!” He said, snapping pictures of everything – the flags, other couples, them, lollipops being sold in obscure shapes, and people giving out free condoms. By the end of his photo spree, Alec was sat on the curb, his head on his knees. Magnus had his arm around him, “I can’t undo what I just did, sweetie.” He said, although he wasn’t a bit sorry. He rubbed his shoulder, “come on, your father hated me anyway, nothing could have made that worse.” Alec looked up at him, his eyes searching his face. “They’re selling food in questionable shapes. Do you want to see if that makes anything taste better?” Magnus asked, brushing some hair out of his face. Alec smiled weakly, leaning his head on his shoulder. “Yeah.” Magnus kissed his head, “come on, then.” He urged.