bowstrung

“Yes yes and it won’t happen again.” At least, he would try to prevent it from happening again. He’d had no idea that Magnus would react this way. “I have another jacket and shirt where that one came from,” he told him. Alec was used to getting damaged clothes, it was partially why he wasn’t too picky about what he wore in the first place. He released a breath when the injury healed and he nodded. “Much better. It was a little itchy, but even that’s gone now too.” He leaned in then and brushed a tender kiss to Magnus’s cheek. “Thank you, Magnus. I really am lucky to have you.” And not just because Magnus could heal him so easily. The archer reached out a hand to stop Magnus from going, though he wasn’t sure if he was going to try. “Stay here with me for a bit?”

“The idea of you always having to buy clothes because of your occupation is troublesome. And I really do like that particular jacket on you.” MAgnus mused, his anger tempered as he relaxed with Alec healed. He smiled and tilted his head to kiss Alec properly. “I’m the lucky one, Alexander.” he replied, leaning to nuzzle Alec gently. “Of course I’ll stay, sweetheart.” he assured. “You know you only need to ask and I’d do just about anything for you.”