Aʟᴇᴄ Lɪɢʜᴛᴡᴏᴏᴅ.

Here's the Malec video I was tweeting about. I'd genuinely love some feedback. youtube.com/watch?v=rhHw9Iwt…

|| OMG REMEMBER OUR SEXY JON ROBB

|| What was our ship name. I'm shooketh.

|| shoot.

He nodded against Clark's forehead, arms pulling him into an even closer embrace. "It's given me time to think," A few fingers slipped underneath his shirt, to absorb some of the warmth in Clark's skin.

"Hi," but the word was suddenly muffled by the sound of their lips crashing against each other. And then his hands lowered to hold Clark in a much more casual and comfortable position.

Aaand it's time for the pair of big, strong arms to suddenly wrap around the other's frame and cage him into a tight embrace. He's fucking missed him.

And so he knocked. And knocked again. Because he was just too eager to see the other. Aww, such boyfriends.

Scribbles a messy 'I miss you' on a piece of paper. Pushes it underneath @scarletbedlam's door.

- "You're the finest example for that." Meeaaaniiieee.

"Well, that too, but I don't know, black's just..." He paused for a brief second to think of the right word. "... special." Oh, wow, that - that was... an intelligent word out there. "It's greasy and disgusting." He shrugged. "And you get fat in 1.5 seconds." He smirked. -

- his eyes in a guilt inducing way. "It was the pizza one."

He widened his eyes a little, head shaking in disappointment at the other's apparently wrong answer. "Pfft, no, that's not it." He sighed dramatically. "You know I love black, come on, Clark. The other coloured clothes are presents that I never actually wear." Time to squint -

I need more SLs. Hit me up if you wanna plot smth. Or banter, that too.

- pause because he honestly ran out of ideas. "Oh, I know, pfft, I love pizza. Take that, mhm."

He beamed at the sound of the shadowhunter's chuckle. "Perfect. I'll start then." He took a deep breath, eyes squinted on a random point in the horizon, as he was trying to come up with a few sentences. "Okay so, I like cats, My favourite colour's black..." He took a short -

He nodded approvingly and squinted his eyes as soon as the question came. "Alright, so." He cleared his throat, ready to explain. "I say three sentences. Two of them are truths and the other is a lie. You have to guess which one is the lie. You game?"

- "Let's play a game." He smiled sheepishly as he drifted his attention from the moon to Clark.

Alec walked towards the bench, eyes glued to the sky, as if he'd never seen the stars before. A moment later, he was sitting by Clark's side, an arm draped around his neck while the other held his hand. It was a rather cold night. He liked it. It was refreshing. -

- time and well, certain feelings tugged at his heart the moment he stepped out of that elevator. "Interesting choice."