Chapter Text
Alec tried to be gentle, he really did, but he had wasted too much time thinking the guy he wanted was dating his brother that the angst just came pouring out of his lips as they pressed against Magnus’ slightly chapped ones. Biting, licking, dragging his teeth along those lips, as he had done in his dreams. One of his hands slipped under Magnus’ head, holding him closer- like there was any space –to Alec. He felt Magnus's free hand slip into his hair and tug. The wet sound of their lips detaching only made Alec want more.
“Alec,” Magnus breathed.
If it weren’t for Magnus’ hand in his hair, pulling at his hair, not too gently, he would have dived back in. Alec hovered over him instead, watching him calm his breath. Magnus opened his eyes, gently dragging his gaze up to meet Alec’s. He doesn’t know how long they stayed like that, just staring at each other.
Sure, Alec would have liked for their first kiss to not be while Magnus was stuck in a hospital bed, but things don’t always turn out how we’d like them to, and at least he could finally kiss the man he had been pining after, without feeling any guilt.
You know what they say, all’s well that ends well.
Except they don’t tell you things rarely end in real life, you don’t just kiss the guy of your dreams and ride off into the sunset. Real-life has very real consequences that take the form of overprotective suave dads, who walk in on you kissing their very precious babies and then not kill you only because their child would be upset.
“ALEXANDER GIDEON LIGHTWOOD!”
Alec was forcibly shaken out of his fairytale at the thundering sound of one Asmodeus Bane.
In their shock at the sudden intrusion, Alec ended up knocking his forehead into Magnus’, who instantly released Alec’s hair to rub his own forehead. “Ow.”
Alec halted backing away from Magnus, hovering over him again, he asked, “are you okay?”
Magnus nodded at Alec. Asmodeus came to stand on the other side of the bed, and put his hand on the head of his child, brushing his forehead with his thumb, as his fingers got lost in the hair.
“What were you doing?” Asmodeus' voice was in strike contrast with his hand gently caressing Magnus’ hair, and it took Alec a second to realize that the question had been directed at him.
“Um…I- uh…,” Alec was really lost for word. He cursed his luck, but he cursed himself more. He knew Asmodeus was close and would be back any minute but he still couldn’t put a lid on his horniness.
But Magnus had looked so soft, and he finally could have the guy he had been pining for!
“He was kissing me, Papa,” Magnus replied, “before you very rudely interrupted us.” Magnus directed a mild glare at his father, who scowled back.
“And I would expect better from my son than to kiss the man who broke his heart not a fortnight ago.”
“I’m in a hospital bed, I’m too tired for your expectations, papa,” Magnus answered.
Asmodeus frowned at his son’s words. “You’re too forgiving, anakku tersayang.”
“Saya tidak,” Magnus grumbled, his free hand fiddling with the covers, and Asmodeus, on noticing the action, took Magnus’ hand in his.
Alec’s heart broke a little at how small he looked, here on a hospital bed with no make-up on his face, clutching his father’s hand and his lips too close to pouting. “I’m sorry, Sir.”
Asmodeus looked at him, although the man’s lips curled up in a faint smirk, he let out an exasperated sigh. Shaking his head lightly at Alec, he went back to caressing Magnus’ hair.
Magnus was looking intently at Alec. There was worry in those eyes that hadn’t been there a minute ago. A worry directed at Alec. He stared back at Magnus trying to figure out why he suddenly looked uncertain. “You- you’re sorry?” Magnus mumbled.
Alec’s eyes widened at the question. He took the palm of Magnus’ hurt arm- since Asmodeus was holding the other –in his, not moving it, just gripping tightly and cupped his cheek, not caring what Asmodeus would say, and stared into his eyes. “No!” he said a little too forcefully. “I’m not sorry for kissing you, Magnus. Never. I’m just- I’m sorry I didn’t take you out on a proper date before kissing you. I’m sorry our first kiss had to be with you stuck in a hospital bed.”
Magnus’ cheeks darkened and he turned his gaze down. Alec stroked his cheek with his thumb a couple of times before pulling his hand away.
Asmodeus was looking at him, and for the first time, in a couple of days, it wasn’t exactly a glare. He raised his eyebrow as if expecting Alec to say something. “If that was all,” the man said, coldly, “Magnus needs rest.”
Alec felt a little disappointed at being dismissed. “Um…yeah…that…was all.”
“That’s so not all!” Magnus objected, making the two men look down at where he was lying. Magnus met Asmodeus’ eyes, “Papa!” the man hummed, “leave us alone for a minute will you?”
Asmodeus frowned, “what? Why?”
Alec looked on, puzzled.
Magnus tried again. “Leave!” it came out a mix between an order and a request.
Alec felt uncomfortable with the silent exchange that the father-son duo was having with their gazes locked. “I think I should go,” he made a show of looking at his watch, “Jace would be up by now.”
Magnus brightened up, and Alec thought that was at the mention of his brother, which, truthfully, it was, but for a different reason than what he imagined. “Jace! Have you visited him yet? Go see Jace.”
“I did,” Asmodeus replied. Alec had returned from his home, after washing up, to find Asmodeus having a whispered conversation with his mother as they sat with their chairs pulled close. “He was sleeping at the time.”
“It’s time for his dose, the nurse would be there to check on him,” he offered, not really sure what Magnus was trying to do.
“Go!” Magnus metaphorically shoved his father out of the room, and Asmodeus complied.
Asmodeus turned as he pulled the door open. “Don’t get too carried away,” Magnus responded with an eye roll, “You’re still in rough shape!”
As the door shut after Asmodeus, Alec turned his gaze back to Magnus, who was smirking at him with a predatory glint in his eyes. Alec inadvertently blushed.
“Come here, you smooth-talking asshole!”
Alec took Magnus raised palm and feeling a tug, he went in easily, mimicking their position from before. Magnus brought his uninjured palm to hold Alec’s cheek. Alec stared at the guy and felt a rush of emotions that he couldn’t yet comprehend. He kissed Magnus’ cheek and slowly moved up to his lips. Magnus smiled when he pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth, and maybe Alec was smiling a little too wide too as he kissed those lips again.
“Alright now, young man, off to sleep.”
Jace groaned at the elderly nurse, “I was doing just that before you woke me up, lady.” She was nice and all, but she did disturb his sleep and it’s not his fault he is feeling cranky stuck in this hospital bed. Jace rolled his eyes at the glare he got from the nurse. “I’ll sleep now, Matilda. Thank you, for bringing me my meds.”
“That’s like a good boy,” Matilda said, smiling. He hates that he couldn’t even shove her hand away when she pinched his cheeks.
Jace rubbed his throbbing cheek on his shoulder, curse his hands for being in support. “I’m not a boy, lady.”
They both turned to look at the door when they heard a chuckle. There, looking much younger than he really was- seriously though, at what age did he have Magnus? –Asmodeus.
“Papa!” Jace yelled before he could contain his excitement. Jace metaphorically slapped himself, since he couldn’t literally do it, trying to get a handle on his smile, he said, “I mean…Mr. Bane.”
Asmodeus nodded at Matilda, as she left the room, and took a seat on the chair next to his bed. “Why? What’s wrong with Papa?” He really couldn’t hold in his smile this time, and Asmodeus returned his smile with a muted, appropriate for his stature, one. “How are you doing?”
“I’m good,” Jace replied, instantly.
‘Really?’ He heard the unasked question loud and clear in the quirk of Asmodeus’ eyebrow.
“It hurts a little,” Jace grumbled, he averted the man’s eyes again, before continuing, “but I am sure I’m doing better than Magnus.”
Asmodeus frowned, “That is true.” The man leaned forward in his chair, making Jace look at him again, he said, “I would rather that neither of you was hurt a scratch.”
Jace couldn’t look the man in the eyes any longer. “I’m sorry,” he mumbled. He had promised the man he would keep his son safe. Boy, he had done a marvelous job of that! He was too busy wallowing in self-pity to notice the man had come closer to his bed.
Asmodeus lifted Jace's face, with two fingers under his chin, to meet his eyes. He felt the man’s gaze pierce into his soul, searching for something, as he asked, “You got my son kidnapped?”
Although Asmodeus’ tone was non-threatening, Jace was shocked at being asked such an appalling question. “NO!”
Asmodeus shrugged and straightened, but instead of going back to the chair, he sat down on the bed, facing Jace. This was definitely the most relaxed he had ever seen the man. Even at the dinner at Magnus’ place, the man had retained some kind of poise. “Then I don’t see what you’re sorry for,” Asmodeus smiled, but he looked apologetic as he continued, “Though I’m sorry for getting you caught up in this mess. If I hadn’t-“
“Please don’t continue that thought,” Jace interrupted, “I don’t want to imagine what she would have done to Magnus if I wasn’t there to distract her.”
“You want to elaborate on that,” Asmodeus frowned.
“Not really,” Jace would shrug, but his shoulders would hurt if he even attempted that, “I already gave a statement to some detective that showed up earlier today.” It had been excruciating and intrusive, not something he can handle twice, not so soon after the incident.
“It’s alright, I’m sorry I asked.”
“Can we go back to when you wouldn’t apologize to me so much? I liked it when we were at that stage, this isn’t all that comfortable,” Jace rambled, making the man laugh. He smirked at that accomplishment.
Young Jace would fucking awe at him, right now!
“I wouldn’t apologize, if that’s not what you want,” Asmodeus said, “but I do hope you know how much I appreciate you doing everything you can to save my boy.”
Jace barely repressed the urge to shrug, “Um…it’s- I didn’t- I did the bare minimum.”
“Mmmm…offering yourself up for an experimental technology isn’t something I would call ‘bare minimum’.”
Shit!
Jace felt his stomach sink, “I don’t..know…what you’re talking about.”
“Oh, I’m sure you don’t,” Asmodeus scoffed and rolled his eyes as he continued, “and your brother definitely isn’t waiting to chew you out once you’re out of the hospital.”
“No!” Jace whispered. “Don’t tell me Alec knows?” Sympathy dripped off of Asmodeus’ face as he nodded in reply. Well, he is going to need all the pity in the world to save him from his brother. “Where is he though?”
He turned to pick up his phone before he remembered his predicament. Dammit! This is gonna take a while to get used to for the next few weeks.
“He is upstairs, kissing my boy,” Asmodeus grumbled, which wow, Jace could never have imagined the man doing.
“What!” Jace exclaimed when his brain caught up with the words. Instead of a reply, the man’s posture slumped even more. “That…was fast,” he said, smirking as he recovered from the surprise. Asmodeus only sighed. “Are you not happy?” he asked. “They’ve been pining for each other for so long.”
“The boy has potential,” Asmodeus shrugged, “do I approve of him?” The man’s frown slowly morphed into a smirk, “we’ll see.”
Jace’s jaw dropped open when Asmodeus winked at him. “That’s- You can’t- You,” he pressed his lips together to stop himself from grinning and settled with nodding at the man.
Jace yawned widely. “You should rest,” Asmodeus said, getting up from his bed, he fixed his suit jacket. “I’ll go talk to your doctors. I don’t think I can take the hospital anymore, we need to get you two home soon.”
“You’d do that for me?” Jace asked, feeling more surprised than anything else had made him feel tonight.
Asmodeus smiled at him and put a hand on his head, he closed his eyes as the man leaned down and pressed a kiss to his forehead. Jace looked up at the man in awe. Robert wasn’t an asshole father, but he or Alec hadn’t been shown such affection since they were probably ten years old.
“I promise I won’t say thank you again,” Asmodeus said as he retracted his hand, “sleep well, boy,” he called as he closed the door after him.
Jace mutely stared after the man’s retreating back, trying his best to fight the emotions overwhelming his systems.