Hello, comment_fic friends! I’m
drabblewriter, jazzed to be your benevolent overlord for the week, and our first theme is my personal favorite fic genre, hurt/comfort. Today's the day we put our faves through the emotional and/or physical wringer, then send someone in to make them feel a bit better.
Just a few rules:No more than five prompts in a row
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Magnus turned back to his potion, stirring it a few times before following Alec into the bedroom. Alec was lying on the bed in just a pair of pajama pants and turned away from the door, one of Magnus' pillows clutched to his chest.
Magnus crawled behind Alec on the bed, wrapping an arm around the shadowhunter's waist and pressing a kiss to his shoulder. Normally, their positions were reversed but something told Magnus that Alec needed this right now.
"Bad day?" Magnus asked softly. Alec nodded, but didn't say anything. Magnus held him a bit tighter. "Do you want to talk about it?"
Alec shook his head. "Can we just stay here for a bit?"
"Of course, Alexander," Magnus replied, snuggling closer and pressing another kiss to Alec's shoulder. "Whatever you need."
One of Alec's hands let go of Magnus's pillow and found Magnus' hand, giving it a squeeze. "Thank you."
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Thank you!
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