"Oh...um...that's it? I mean thank you-" Alec began as Magnus ran over to him and pulled him into a kiss. Alec gasped as he wrapped his hands around the Warlock's waist. It was like the entire world had stopped, and all that mattered was their lips pressing together. Magnus stopped kissing him and he buried his head on his shoulder, Alec doing the same.

The rain was cold, but the heat of each other's bodies warmed them. "I'm sorry for making you upset. You know I don't mean it." Alec kissed Magnus's head as Magnus nodded. "Don't apologize Alexander. I'm sorry for acting like a stupid slut. I didn-" Alec pulled away quickly as he stared deeply into Magnus's eyes.

"You." He started, his voice low. "Are not. A slut. Promise me those words will never come out of your mouth again." Magnus smiled and nodded. "I'm sorry I couldn't catch him. He got away. He was a dead man." Alec sighed as they began walking back to the loft. Magnus nodded grimly. "It's fine Alexander." Magnus noticed how Alec was shivering.

"You look cold." Magnus asked worriedly. Alec rubbed his hands and smiled weakly. "I'm fine." Alec said, but his body said another story. Magnus's heart raced as he gathered up all the magic in him. He spoke an enchantment quietly and Alec felt a wave of warmth protecting him. The rain bounced off of the magical border, and Alec was suddenly dry.

It was like the rain didn't affect him anymore and the cold was non-existent. He blinked, confused. "Magnus what happe-" Magnus gripped on to his shoulder and smiled weakly up at him, his eyes fluttering. "You shouldn't have done that." Alec glared down at him. Magnus's legs give out as Alec holds him tightly against him.

"Oh well. Now thank me by carrying me Shadowhunter." Magnus mumbled as Alec picked him up. Magnus nuzzled into Alec's broad chest. He looked adorable, his flushed cheek and closed eyes and defiant smile. Alec smiled to himself as he walked home.

He didn't need a strength rune or an endurance rune. He just needed Magnus beside him. Magnus had fallen asleep in his arms, obviously tired from everything. He was so cute when he slept, his face sometimes scrunching up and then relaxing. "My strong Alexander." Magnus whispered in his sleep.