“I was worried there for a minute.” The shadowhunter snorted, arching an eyebrow, “One, I would never hit you. And two, that was probably the worst possible choice of words, Magnus.”
“It looked… Strange.” Magnus murmured before grinning. “I think it was the perfect choice of words, Alexander. And I will always stand by them.” He winked.
Magnus wouldn’t even try and deny the grin that was on his lips as Alec carried him through to his bedroom, Magnus’ arm...