Chapter Text
5:00 p.m. May 2, 2020
Brooklyn Winery
Brooklyn, New York
“Knock knock.”
Alec smirked and, through the mirror on his vanity table, watched as Magnus poked his head through the door. He smiled when he saw Alec was the only one there, and walked all the way into the room, closing the door behind him.
“Isn’t this against the rules?” Alec teased as Magnus made his way over to him.
“I never pegged you as someone who believes in silly old traditions like that.”
“I’m not, but my sister is, and she’s scarier than the both of us.”
“What Isabelle doesn’t know won’t hurt her,” Magnus said with a dismissive wave. Once he was standing right behind Alec, he tapped the back of his chair. “Up, up.”
Alec followed his orders and stood, unable to help the fond look on his face as Magnus moved in front of him and finished straightening his tie for him. “What are you doing here anyway? I would’ve thought you would be spending every moment you could preparing until the very last second.”
“I am. One of the things on my to-do list was to check on you, to make sure you’re doing okay,” Magnus said as he smoothed his hands down Alec’s jacket, giving him a playful look as he did so. “I know this isn’t exactly your thing.”
“I don’t know,” Alec said, shrugging with a lopsided smile. “I think I’m coming around to these things. They might have some merit to them after all.”
“That’s what I’ve been saying all along,” Magnus said, smirking. His expression softened a moment later as he wrapped his arms around Alec’s neck. “Seriously though, I really appreciate how amazing you’ve been through all of this. I know it’s been crazy, and you probably would have preferred something smaller, but—”
“Magnus,” Alec interrupted in a gentle voice. “I’m serious, none of this has been a hardship for me. I really have enjoyed the last eight months,” he said, and Magnus could see in his eyes that his words were genuine. “I know I haven’t been super enthusiastic about weddings in the past, but something about marrying the love of my life has made me take a more positive view on this one.”
Magnus just stared at him, a slight shake of his head giving away that Alec had once again surprised him — something he’d consistently achieved since childhood, and even more so in the past two years.
“I love you so much,” he whispered, pulling Alec closer.
“I love you too,” Alec said as he closed the space between them.
After almost two years together, Alec thought he would have gotten used to the feeling of kissing Magnus by now, but he never did. Just like the first time, he could feel his heart swell in his chest and a familiar warmth spread to his toes. On instinct, his arms raised to wrap around Magnus’ back and hug him closer to his chest. Magnus let out a happy sigh in response, one hand gripping Alec’s lapel and the other curled around his jaw.
“You look stunning by the way. Did I say that already?” Alec said breathlessly a moment later when they pulled apart. His eyes raked over Magnus’ form, fully dressed in a brand new suit.
“You did not, but it’s okay, I already knew that,” Magnus said, smugness radiating from his grin. He gave Alec a quick once over as well. “Although I must say, I think you’re giving me a run for my money today, Mr. Lightwood.”
“Please. As if anyone could compete with you,” Alec said with a scoff. “No one's going to be able to tear their eyes away from you up there.”
“Hmmm, flattery will get you everywhere,” Magnus said, tightening his grip on Alec’s jacket again to pull the man back in for another deep kiss.
Alec smiled against Magnus’ mouth. It did not take long at all for Alec to become addicted to his lips, not that he was surprised. Magnus, in turn, seemed just as eager to press kisses against various parts of Alec’s body as much as possible, and would often leave soft pecks on his shoulder, his neck, his hands, whenever he was given the chance. Today though, Magnus seemed intent on focusing his attention on Alec’s mouth.
“Magnus,” Alec said when they paused for breath. He chuckled when Magnus immediately cut off his next attempt at speech with his lips once more. He broke away a second later, holding the other man off with a hand on his shoulder. “Magnus, we’re gonna be late if we keep this up.”
“It’s fine,” Magnus breathed between them, kissing Alec briefly between his words. “I allotted plenty of time for this on my to-do list.”
Alec’s laugh was muffled by Magnus again. And if Magnus was willing to stay there with him as opposed to facing the certain chaos that lurked behind his dressing room door, well then Alec was not going to complain. He let himself get lost in Magnus instead, both of them so distracted by each other that they didn’t hear the distinct sound of heels clacking against the tile floor of the hallway getting louder as it neared their room.
Three sharp raps on the door caused the pair to finally jump apart.
“Magnus, I know you’re in there!” Izzy yelled. “Now, I’ve let you two have your moment alone together, but I’ll be damned if I allow either of you to be late for your own wedding because you were too busy sucking face.”
Magnus laughed against Alec’s shoulder. “Well, she certainly doesn’t mince words.”
“You love it. Don’t lie,” Alec said, smirking into his hair.
Magnus lifted his head to give him a warm look. “Not as much as I love you,” he replied, brushing his finger along Alec’s chin and snickering when Alec rolled his eyes at him.
“Ugh. Save that sappiness for the vows, would you?”
Magnus beamed at him. “Glad to see some things never change,” he said. With a sigh, he slowly started walking backwards away from his fiancé and toward the door. “Well, I should get going before your sister drags me away herself. I’ll see you out there in a few minutes?”
“Wouldn’t miss it.”