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smalldogsso i have this thing where i love lily chen and her friendship with alec. i love the weird little downworlder mafia coalition that they've made with maia and magnus and i want to write all of the fan fiction about alec and lily being cantankerous besties.
naturally, when i initially started scribbling my "alec gets blazed on faerie fruit" fill for trope_bingo, there was significantly more lily chen. after some reflection and a little bit of outside advice, i wound up going in a different direction, but i still kind of like the lily-fied intro, and i thought someone else might like it too, so.
"Don't freak out," said Lily Chen quite suddenly, from directly behind Magnus. He very heroically managed not to jump or even spill his drink. "I swear it's not as bad as it looks."
He blinked, turning slowly to peer at her, eyes widening when he saw that she had Alec half-draped over her petite shoulder. The two of them had wandered off not long ago in the interest of hunting down more booze, bickering amicably as they always did. A thin coil of worry began to spool in Magnus's chest at the way Alec was slumped forward, boneless.
"I can't make any promises, but I'll do my best," he said absently to Lily, reaching out to cup Alec's arm, just above his elbow.
Alec raised his head at the touch, blinking blearily at Magnus's hand for a moment before looking up, elation spilling across his face. His pupils were blown wide, the tiniest sliver of blue visible beside the inky black, his cheeks flushed, a few unruly locks of hair falling into his face.
"Hello darling," Magnus murmured, affection fizzing brightly through his entire body, soothing the concern and settling Magnus's nerves.
Alec smiled at Magnus, slow and sweet, and said delightedly, "Magnus!" As though maybe he hadn't expected Magnus to be here, at the Solstice party they had arrived at together only a few short hours ago, arms linked and fingers laced.
Alec turned his face toward Lily and said in that same bright, slurred tone, "Look, Lily! It's Magnus!"
Lily sighed, making the exasperated expression of the incredibly put-upon.
"Yes, it is," she said to Alec, not unkindly. "I told you we'd find him."
Alec turned back to Magnus and said, low and gentle and painfully sincere, "I'm so glad you're here."
He had a look of such naked adoration on his face that it made Magnus's chest ache. He reached out and brushed a raven-dark lock off of Alec's forehead. Alec's eyes fluttered shut, lashes like smears of ink across his pale cheeks.
"Me too," Magnus agreed. He threw his drink over his shoulder, not really caring where it landed, and was rewarded with a distant yelp. He slipped an arm around Alec's back. "How about you come with me, now, love, and give Lily a break?"
Lily shot Magnus a grateful look and shifted Alec over.
"Lily's the best," Alec said, leaning his full weight into Magnus so suddenly that Magnus nearly stumbled. "She's a good friend." He leaned in and added in a loud, elated whisper, "We had an adventure."
"I can see that," Magnus cut a glance at Lily. She grinned, sheepishly.
"We didn't realize there was faerie fruit in the tarts," she admitted, reaching out to run a hand up and down Alec's shoulder in a surprisingly soothing gesture. "Did we buddy?"
Alec shook his head and made an exaggeratedly serious face.
"We did not," he confirmed, one arm around Magnus's back, the fingers of his other hand tucked over the waistband of Magnus's crushed velvet pants. He blinked up at Magnus and added guilelessly, "They were so good."
"I bet they were," Magnus chuckled, holding Alec tightly to him with an arm around Alec's waist. "How many did you eat?"
Alec considered this for a long moment, brow furrowing, nose wrinkling in that adorable way he had. He hummed thoughtfully.
"I think, maybe two?" he said, uncertainly. Behind him, Lily held up three fingers. Magnus nodded.
"Well, we'd better be getting you home then, you lush," he teased. Alec laughed, bright and uninhibited.
"I'm not drunk!" he said, eyes dancing in the shimmering lights woven through the dense canopy of trees.
"No, you're just stoned off your head on faerie fruit," Magnus said sweetly, dropping a kiss onto Alec's nose. Alec watched him do it, eyes nearly crossing, and then grinned up at Magnus again.
"Stoned is not drunk," Alec insisted. He turned toward Lily, who was watching them with her head canted, clearly trying not to laugh. "Lils, tell him we can stay at the party because I'm not drunk."
"I could do that," Lily agreed, stepping forward. She leaned in and murmured, just loud enough for Magnus to hear, "Or, you could use this as a golden opportunity to head home early and peel your boyfriend out of those insanely delicious velvet pants."
Alec's eyebrows climbed slowly toward his hairline as Lily spoke. His cheeks burned pink in the hazy glow of the party. He licked his lips and Magnus couldn't help but follow the motion with his eyes. Alec's mouth was very red.
"That's a better plan," Alec agreed, a little breathless. He leaned forward, dark curls brushing Magnus's cheek, and asked softly, "Take me home?"
Lily grinned and stepped back, wagging her eyebrows lasciviously and shooting Magnus two thumbs up.
"Tell Maia we had to go?" he asked. Lily waved him off, her dress sparking silver as she strode into the crowd.
"Already on it," she assured, waving them off.
"We're lucky," Alec sighed, as she disappeared, his breath warm against Magnus's throat. "We have good friends."
"That we do, darling," Magnus agreed, leaning to rest his cheek against Alec's soft hair for a moment. Alec hummed happily, absently dragging his thumb back and forth across the exposed skin of Magnus's hip. "Are you ready to go?"
Alec nodded, moving so that they stood face to face. He wrapped his arms around Magnus's neck, pressing his long warrior's body flush against Magnus.
"Hold on tight," Magnus instructed, voice husky and low. Alec looked up at him through his long lashes, smiling like Magnus had just confessed a deep and sordid secret.
author note: this is not edited in a big big way. just. be aware.
naturally, when i initially started scribbling my "alec gets blazed on faerie fruit" fill for trope_bingo, there was significantly more lily chen. after some reflection and a little bit of outside advice, i wound up going in a different direction, but i still kind of like the lily-fied intro, and i thought someone else might like it too, so.
"Don't freak out," said Lily Chen quite suddenly, from directly behind Magnus. He very heroically managed not to jump or even spill his drink. "I swear it's not as bad as it looks."
He blinked, turning slowly to peer at her, eyes widening when he saw that she had Alec half-draped over her petite shoulder. The two of them had wandered off not long ago in the interest of hunting down more booze, bickering amicably as they always did. A thin coil of worry began to spool in Magnus's chest at the way Alec was slumped forward, boneless.
"I can't make any promises, but I'll do my best," he said absently to Lily, reaching out to cup Alec's arm, just above his elbow.
Alec raised his head at the touch, blinking blearily at Magnus's hand for a moment before looking up, elation spilling across his face. His pupils were blown wide, the tiniest sliver of blue visible beside the inky black, his cheeks flushed, a few unruly locks of hair falling into his face.
"Hello darling," Magnus murmured, affection fizzing brightly through his entire body, soothing the concern and settling Magnus's nerves.
Alec smiled at Magnus, slow and sweet, and said delightedly, "Magnus!" As though maybe he hadn't expected Magnus to be here, at the Solstice party they had arrived at together only a few short hours ago, arms linked and fingers laced.
Alec turned his face toward Lily and said in that same bright, slurred tone, "Look, Lily! It's Magnus!"
Lily sighed, making the exasperated expression of the incredibly put-upon.
"Yes, it is," she said to Alec, not unkindly. "I told you we'd find him."
Alec turned back to Magnus and said, low and gentle and painfully sincere, "I'm so glad you're here."
He had a look of such naked adoration on his face that it made Magnus's chest ache. He reached out and brushed a raven-dark lock off of Alec's forehead. Alec's eyes fluttered shut, lashes like smears of ink across his pale cheeks.
"Me too," Magnus agreed. He threw his drink over his shoulder, not really caring where it landed, and was rewarded with a distant yelp. He slipped an arm around Alec's back. "How about you come with me, now, love, and give Lily a break?"
Lily shot Magnus a grateful look and shifted Alec over.
"Lily's the best," Alec said, leaning his full weight into Magnus so suddenly that Magnus nearly stumbled. "She's a good friend." He leaned in and added in a loud, elated whisper, "We had an adventure."
"I can see that," Magnus cut a glance at Lily. She grinned, sheepishly.
"We didn't realize there was faerie fruit in the tarts," she admitted, reaching out to run a hand up and down Alec's shoulder in a surprisingly soothing gesture. "Did we buddy?"
Alec shook his head and made an exaggeratedly serious face.
"We did not," he confirmed, one arm around Magnus's back, the fingers of his other hand tucked over the waistband of Magnus's crushed velvet pants. He blinked up at Magnus and added guilelessly, "They were so good."
"I bet they were," Magnus chuckled, holding Alec tightly to him with an arm around Alec's waist. "How many did you eat?"
Alec considered this for a long moment, brow furrowing, nose wrinkling in that adorable way he had. He hummed thoughtfully.
"I think, maybe two?" he said, uncertainly. Behind him, Lily held up three fingers. Magnus nodded.
"Well, we'd better be getting you home then, you lush," he teased. Alec laughed, bright and uninhibited.
"I'm not drunk!" he said, eyes dancing in the shimmering lights woven through the dense canopy of trees.
"No, you're just stoned off your head on faerie fruit," Magnus said sweetly, dropping a kiss onto Alec's nose. Alec watched him do it, eyes nearly crossing, and then grinned up at Magnus again.
"Stoned is not drunk," Alec insisted. He turned toward Lily, who was watching them with her head canted, clearly trying not to laugh. "Lils, tell him we can stay at the party because I'm not drunk."
"I could do that," Lily agreed, stepping forward. She leaned in and murmured, just loud enough for Magnus to hear, "Or, you could use this as a golden opportunity to head home early and peel your boyfriend out of those insanely delicious velvet pants."
Alec's eyebrows climbed slowly toward his hairline as Lily spoke. His cheeks burned pink in the hazy glow of the party. He licked his lips and Magnus couldn't help but follow the motion with his eyes. Alec's mouth was very red.
"That's a better plan," Alec agreed, a little breathless. He leaned forward, dark curls brushing Magnus's cheek, and asked softly, "Take me home?"
Lily grinned and stepped back, wagging her eyebrows lasciviously and shooting Magnus two thumbs up.
"Tell Maia we had to go?" he asked. Lily waved him off, her dress sparking silver as she strode into the crowd.
"Already on it," she assured, waving them off.
"We're lucky," Alec sighed, as she disappeared, his breath warm against Magnus's throat. "We have good friends."
"That we do, darling," Magnus agreed, leaning to rest his cheek against Alec's soft hair for a moment. Alec hummed happily, absently dragging his thumb back and forth across the exposed skin of Magnus's hip. "Are you ready to go?"
Alec nodded, moving so that they stood face to face. He wrapped his arms around Magnus's neck, pressing his long warrior's body flush against Magnus.
"Hold on tight," Magnus instructed, voice husky and low. Alec looked up at him through his long lashes, smiling like Magnus had just confessed a deep and sordid secret.
author note: this is not edited in a big big way. just. be aware.
