And I feel that when I'm with you, It's alright, I know it's right

[angelic_archer]

Who: Alec Lightwood (angelic_archer) and Magnus Bane (appetitive)
Where: Their house, 6104
When: April 1st
What: The newlyweds explore their new home and try to figure out why Magnus is magical and why Alec looks kind of like he's in a gang.
Warnings: Newlywed sappiness.  Make out sessions.  
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It was a relief to finally have clothes that covered everything important but when Alec saw all the leather, he wasn't quite sure what to make of his fashion choices. During the accident, he'd been dressed like he was really into goth, he was in a gang, or some weird mix of the two considering all his tattoos and scars. There was something odd about the clothes, but he kept his thoughts to himself, not really trusting anyone at the police station, but he had the feeling that being suspicious was normal for him. When both Magnus and he were dressed, it became obvious how different the two of them were. For a moment, he wondered if his memories were correct. Why would someone as vibrant as Magnus be interested in someone as dark as Alec?

Then Magnus looked at him and Alec knew this was right. This was the person he'd promised forever with and Magnus had made the same promise.  He couldn't love someone this much and it be a mistake.

Looking over the rest of his belongings, he was annoyed that he couldn't have everything at once, but understood the precaution. He also wasn't sure why he'd been carrying a rock, but once he held it, it began to glow. Hastily shoving it into his pocket, he grabbed his house key and when Magnus was ready, they headed 'home'.  Strange, magical rocks was something to figure out along with Magnus' cat eyes and the blue fire that he'd conjured up.

Except it didn't really feel like home now that they were standing in front of the large, stone structure. Something niggled at the back of his mind that made the house almost seem right but not quite. Maybe it was because it was new to them? Mentally shrugging off the thought, he took Magnus' hand, smiling at his husband. "Isn't there some Mundie tradition about marriage and thresholds?"

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Magnus had no doubts about the clothes he was now wearing, far better than the temporary ones he had been able to find before making his way to the police station—he wouldn't be caught dead walking around in a hospital gown, but the red flannel shirt and jeans hadn't been much better. Now that he was properly dressed in a black velvet suit and printed silk shirt, he felt more like himself. He still wasn't entirely sure what 'himself' entailed, but the weight of multiple rings on his fingers and chains around his neck felt familiar enough to put him at ease. They gave him a sense of identity amongst a fog of hazy memories that had barely begun to fill the void in his mind.

Catching sight of Alec, wearing lots of black leather that invited his eyes to roam over the full length of his limbs, Magnus felt his mouth go dry. He was gorgeous, attractive in the way that made Magnus itch to touch him and ensure that he was real and not some marble statue of a Roman god. But he breathed and moved and smiled and Magnus felt himself melting all over again. And because they were married and he felt absolutely no shame in doing so, he reached out and snaked his arm around Alec's bicep to hold on tightly.

So distracted by Alec next to him, he barely caught sight of the curious stone in his hand. But his cat eyes were quick, and he flashed a curious look up at Alec with one eyebrow raised. "Something to investigate at home," he said, no question in his voice. There seemed to be a lot to investigate, more questions arising with each moment spent on uncovering answers that continued to evade them. It was a dilemma that occupied his mind during their journey to their house, and he didn't register arriving until Alec was pulling him up short.

The house, as it turned out, was more of a small castle. Its grey stone and peaked roof seemed more appropriate for a Catholic church than a home for newlyweds in a small town. And yet, as he took in the numerous windows that denoted various rooms, the grounds surrounding and disappearing into the backyard, he couldn't help thinking that they would have no trouble filling the space. He couldn't imagine why, as they were just two very young men with no plans for adoption, but the word 'family' kept floating to the forefront of his mind. Luckily, Alec's question and the warm weight of his hand broke him from his meditations so he could look up at him with a mouth opened in slight awe. "If you're suggesting I carry you through the door, Alexander, I'm not entirely sure that I'm strong enough for that."