Clicking his tongue at Alec's response, he smiled despite the concern that was still bubbling beneath the surface. "You are, and I adore how obvious it makes it when you blush," he said. He clicked his tongue softly, bringing their hands up so he could kiss Alec's knuckles as thanks for the compliment as well as reassurance that he was right there with Alec.

His breath caught softly at the endearment, and he squeezed Alec's hand more firmly as small wisps of blue flame snaked from between their fingers. "Aku cinta kamu, Alexander. I love you, too." This, the holding of hands and exchanging of confessions, felt more proper for the mood set by Alec's poetry. Words seemed to hold such importance for them both, though Magnus supposed he'd never been all that honest before meeting Alec.

Humming at the kiss, he leaned in closer and wrapped his free arm around Alec's waist to keep him close. He felt his pulse spike as Alec brought up memories and, to go with them, the past. "Do you want to talk about it now or at home?" he asked as he tilted his head to one side to invite more kisses and, of course, any information Alec wanted to share.