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Magnus usually spent his birthday either alone or, at the very least, with some friends. But this year was different; this year, he lived with Alexander, and that was a gift in itself.
Since early morning, he had received some fire-messages and text messages that he planned to read later. If he had not turned off his phone after one of the messages woke him, he would have also received phone calls. He usually did not mind, but the sleeping Shadowhunter in his arms made him not want to move.
He snuggled closer to him as another fire-message silently arrived, and he grabbed it.
Happy birthday, Magnus. Hypatia
Magnus smiled and lazily sent it with a spell on the table, and then he refocused on the young man next to him. He had a patrol at night, so Magnus did not want to wake him early. He spooned Alec, inhaling his scent; Alec had only the bottom part of his pyjamas. He felt perfect in his arms, his strong archer body tempted Magnus to discover every inch of it over and over again. But not now, he wanted to let him sleep.
Leaning his head against the nape of his neck, Magnus smiled. He could not believe that someone really loved him as much as Alec. Alexander chose him above everything else, and Magnus was sure that he would do it again. That anchored him in his life; he never got this much stability, nor had he ever craved it before. It was something he was surprised he actually enjoyed.
Suddenly, Alec’s alarm blared. Magnus turned it off swiftly and turned to Alec, who sleepily gazed at him. He was still dazed, his gorgeous cheeks were flushed, his hair still rumpled, and Magnus tackled him, both chuckling.
“You don’t have to wake up, Alexander. Why did you set your alarm? You usually sleep after your patrol,” Magnus asked, even though he knew the answer. He just wanted to hear it.
“Happy birthday, Magnus,” Alec said and kissed him. “Since it’s your birthday, I have some plans, so I can’t sleep all day. Are you ready for something fun?”
“Oh, I thought you would never ask,” Magnus said and lowered himself for another kiss. “But I am having fun already.”
After that, he left a trail of small kisses across Alec’s jaw to his neck and bit on the tender flesh softly. Alec stayed still, clearly enjoying himself, but then he squirmed under him.
“Magnus, wait! As much as I love your idea of fun and trust me when I say I share it, this is not what I had in mind,” Alec stopped him, laughing.
Magnus tried to kiss his neck again, but Alec wrestled him and rolled him on his back, both giggling. Finally, Alec calmed Magnus down and firmly held him pinned against their bed.
“Now listen, you menace. Go get dressed, we’re going out,” Alec said, staring into his eyes. Magnus felt Alexander’s gentle hand threading his hair; he closed his eyes; he could never get enough of it.
Menace, was it? With a cheeky smirk, Magnus tried to kiss him once more, just to hear more laughs, but Alec was stronger, and he did not let him. “I promise, you will like it,” Alec said, and Magnus finally gave up.
“If you say so.”
Alec finally loosened his grip, and they both got up. “Resisting you is no fun, I almost gave in,” he said, bemused, looking back at Magnus. Warmth spread across Magnus’ chest, but he finally complied. He was curious about what Alec prepared.
He put a lot of effort into his look today. It was the first Magnus’ birthday that Alec celebrated with him. Just a memory of his birthday last year hurt, but that was a gloomy past; he now had a future that was bright and dazzling. It could be no different with Alexander by his side, the only person he ever fully opened his heart to. He never regretted it even for a second.
After Magnus tried at least three makeup styles, he adjusted his hair and checked himself once more in the mirror. Tight leather pants sat perfectly on his butt. As for his top, he chose a simple shirt with a rose pattern, not properly buttoned. Magnus checked his nails, flawlessly painted and chose appropriate accessories. He once again ran his hand through his hair and was satisfied with himself.
When he noticed Alec staring at him, he spun around and winked at him. “How do I look?” he asked.
The way Alec licked his lips, eyes fully blown, told it all and Magnus could not help but grin happily. Alec himself picked up something better to wear than usual; at least his shirt had no holes, and he wore one of his less ratty pants. He looked great as usual; even if he wore a garbage bag, he would still look gorgeous to Magnus.
“Still want to go outside?” he asked, as he went closer to Alec, provocatively swaying his hips.
“You really are a menace,” Alec said, chuckling. He grabbed his hips and kissed him thoroughly. “But we really must go.”
Then, Alec pulled out his phone and made a call, leading Magnus outside. Magnus was not sure who was on the other side, but when the portal opened, he had some idea. Alec grabbed his hand, and together they went through it.
When Magnus arrived on the other side, he was immediately surrounded by his friends. “Happy birthday, Magnus!” they greeted him.
Alec was right, this looked fun. He saw Malcolm, Tessa, with Jem, Catarina, Lily and some other Downworlder friends. Among them were Shadowhunters; if somebody told him that his birthday would be celebrated by Downworlders and Shadowhunters alike a few years back, he would have laughed at them and carefully asked about their mental health.
Alec’s siblings and Clary with Simon were here too. Magnus expected a lunch with Alec outside, but not this. He smiled so much it almost hurt.
“Is this everything for me?” Magnus asked, his voice almost failing him as he looked around the room. It was just a restaurant, but it was decorated with glitter and vibrant coloured balloons and ribbons. A huge sign, “Happy birthday Magnus!” was in the back of the room. But even though it was just a decorated room, it made him happy. He was usually the one who threw the parties, but since he now lived with Alec, he stopped. He did not need the constant murmur around him anymore; new people to meet, he was not feeling lonely anymore.
“Of course, I wanted you to have a proper party,” Alec said and led him to his seat.
Magnus just wondered why the main part of the party was during lunch and not evening, but it did not feel important. Catarina entertained everyone willing to listen with embarrassing stories about Magnus, with Tessa chiming in. Even though it was embarrassing, Alec’s eyes were lit, and Magnus noticed how hungry he was for more stories. He let them ramble, not worrying a single bit about Alec hearing something that would horrify him. It felt strangely liberating because if it were someone else, he would be so worried, but he knew Alec would not judge him, so he decided to change places and let him enjoy the stories without Magnus trying to defend himself all the time.
He sat next to Malcolm, who was discussing a romantic movie with Simon and Isabelle. They told him that it was Malcolm who created the portal; he brought Simon from the academy. It was nice seeing Malcolm again, even though in the last few years, Magnus had had a feeling that something about Malcolm had changed. He could not figure out why but talking to him was no longer as easy as it had been. It was as if his mind wandered to a faraway place. He was even more obsessed with romantic movies than usual.
The time flew by so quickly, Magnus did not notice it was already almost evening. He got some small gifts that made him smile, but the most important thing was that everyone made time for his birthday party. Some people had already excused themselves, and after a dinner, even he and Alec left the place, this time using Magnus’ own portal.
“How did you enjoy your birthday?” Alec asked just when they arrived back in Magnus’ loft.
“Amazing, I can't believe you did all this for me,” Magnus said. He still could not believe the wonder that was Alexander Lightwood. No one ever threw a party just for him, and with all his friends present, it was the best birthday he ever had.
“It wasn’t just me, it was a joint effort,” Alec said, but Magnus knew he was being humble. He embraced Alec and kissed his forehead, gently and lovingly.
“You’re one of a kind, my Alexander,” Magnus whispered as he coddled him in his arms.
“And it is not all, you have no idea what comes next,” Alec rose his head and whispered, looking firmly into Magnus’ eyes while sliding his hands from Magnus’ shoulder blades even lower. Magnus’ breath hitched; he knew that look, it meant that his birthday activities were far from over.
“I think you just gave it away,” Magnus chuckled and cupped his face with his palm, only for Alec to kiss it and then move on to suck on his fingers. “I’ve hoped for this since morning,” he said, barely audible. Just from this alone, he felt his pants tightening.
“I almost postponed our plan in the morning; it was your fault for being so hot,” Alec murmured against his fingers while still holding his gaze on Magnus’s face.
“But look how strong-willed you are,” Magnus praised him and freed his hands. Then he took Alec’s hand in his, and he led him to their bedroom, walking backwards, while undressing him with his eyes.
After they arrived in their bedroom, Alec immediately plastered himself over Magnus, unable to hold himself off any longer, not that Magnus complained. They both fell into a bed, while giggling like little kids. It always amazed Magnus how they could laugh one second and be completely consumed by their desire in the next. They sank into a sensual, slow kiss as if making sure this all was real.
He never wanted this to end; this was his life now. He had the love of a son of an angel who would always choose him first, and that was a serious thing. Magnus’ heart overflowed with love; never in his life had he felt this safe and happy.
“So, what else do you want for your birthday, Magnus?” Alec asked, breathless after their kiss.
“Only you, always you, my love.”
“Nothing would make me happier, happy birthday, Magnus,” Alec whispered and let himself melt in his arms.