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Magnus will admit he laughed, when Alec had first opened the box on Christmas day surrounded by his family and friends he didn’t know what to expect. but once Alec pulled it out and held it up with confusion he couldn’t help but chuckle.
Alec examined the box while keeping it a safe distance away from his face, asking “What is it?”
“It’s a blanket you can wear so you can stop clinging to all of us for body heat” Jace joked lightly, Clary laughing softly against him.
“Oh no way it’s one of those?” Simon chimed in with excitement.
“One of what?” Alec asked.
“A blanket hoodie!” Simon exclaimed.
The room delved into laughter, which, if Magnus was an absolute saint, he’d tell everyone to knock it the moment he saw his husbands ears and face turn a lovely shade of red, but alas he was the son of a prince of hell and therefore chuckled along.
“Well go on take it out, try it on” Jace poked, always taking the chance to tease his stoic parabatai.
“No I think I’m good, thanks though” Alec shook his head, putting down the box.
“Come on Alexander, how else will we know it fits?” Magnus snapped his fingers and suddenly the box was gone and Alec had a lap full of blanket. Alec’s glare towards his husband fell short with the way his hands felt and gripped at the sherpa-soft cloth.
“Well on with it big bro” Izzy laid back against the chair she sat in, sipping her warm apple cider in between grins.
Alec slowly stood with a sigh, the room hooting and whistling. Quickly he threw on the blanket, and Magnus had to admit he was slightly surprised by how big it was, the blanket quickly enveloped the other man, draping down to his midthigh, which, considering the fact that the shadowhunter was 6’3 was quite impressive.
Magnus moved a hand up to his mouth, covering his laugh with a cough, the action causing Alec to look towards him, and with this motion Magnus laughed louder because frankly the other man looked like an angry black cat.
“Looking good hermano”
“Is it soft?”
“You feeling warm yet?”
The room took turns teasing Alec, Alec who rolled his eyes, and chose Jace to flipped off halfheartedly.
“Shut up” Alec mumbled, sitting back down, the blanket draping around him until he looked like a shadow rising from the ground.
The room continued on through gifts and conversations and if anyone noticed that Alec didn’t take off the hoodie the rest of the night, no one would dare say it outloud.
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It had been a long few weeks for the both of them and Magnus thanked the demons for Friday to come.
Alec had been essentially living at the institute for the past few days while handling a breach situation that had occurred earlier that week.
The two had agreed to schedule days off that coming Saturday, blocking off their calendars to ensure they both got a much needed break. Tonight they planned to begin their weekend with dinner and a movie, Magnus having been craving this delectable meal from this one restaurant in Turkey.
He had received a text from Alec earlier stating that he was heading home which meant he should have arrived before him.
Walking into the loft it was quiet save for the crackle of an ongoing fire from the fireplace further in, he threw off his scarf, tossing it onto the side table next to the door before starting towards the living room. He’d only taken a few more steps forward before he stopped all together. Because on the couch was a lump.
Softening his steps, he strode closer to the couch until he hit the coffee table, once there he could clearer see the situation in front of him and it made his heart clench.
On the couch, Alec was curled up tightly against the arm and back of the couch, but instead of his usual attire, he adorned only a pair of plaid pajama pants, some fuzzy socks and the large blanket hoodie he has not seen since Christmas the month prior.
Magnus was not a strong man, and he’d never admit to the way he wanted to downright coo at the image in front of him.
Alec was not a small man but in that moment the hoodie was working in overdrive to consume him until he quite literally looked like one with the blanket. Magnus also didn’t fail to notice the dark bags under his husbands eyes, and with that he decided that date night could wait.
With a soft snap of his fingers and a wave of his hand, he too wore pajamas, his makeup wiped clean, and with it the couch extended in width.
Climbing onto the couch carefully he situated himself behind the younger man, grabbing at a soft blanket laid over the back of the couch to throw over the both of them. Wrapping his arm around the younger’s middle finally roused him slightly from his deep sleep, Alec turning his body towards Magnus, his eyes still closed. Magnus pulled him close, laying Alec’s head on his chest and with a quiet “shhhh” and kiss to his head, Magnus watched as Alec fell back into his slumber, a testament to just how exhausted his husband was.
Laying back into the soft couch, Magnus let out a deep content sigh, it was a cold winter night and he was curled up with his now very warm and plush husband, both of which in need of a good night's rest. He closed his eyes, listening to the crackle of the fire lull him to a deep sleep.