Malec: Fever

"I'm bored!" Jace repeated annoyed with his scratchy voice.
"I know" Alec said tiredly, his eyes closed and his right hand resting on his forehead.
At their last hunt it started to rain so much as if someone in the clouds destroyed the faucet and all the water poured completely out of them. When the parabatai came home their clothes were soaking wet, sticking to their bodies and the next day they both woke up with raised body temperature and huge frogs in their throats. Now they laid in the institute in one of the free time rooms on the couches and rest. Well, Alec seriously tried to do so but Jace would prefer to actually do something but with the dizziness that rose every time he wants to stand up it was kind of a tall order. So they just laid there doing nothing.

"So, what do I have to spot here?" a mocking voice appeared from the door which Alec recognized immediately. He sat up and saw Magnus standing there leaning against the door case, looking as shiny as ever.
"Darling, you look terrible." He exclaimed at the sight of his boyfriend. Maybe he was referring to the tired look on his face or the red of his cheeks or maybe even the huge bags under Alec's eyes.
"What are you doing here?" asked Alec with a row of coughs afterwards.
"Well." Magnus paced slowly to the couches "I tried to get my boyfriend on the phone but it was turned off so I called Izzy to ask her if you had forgotten to put it on charge again and she told me you were sick. So I came to ask you one thing: Why am I, your fabulous, magnificent boyfriend, the last one to know about that?"
Alec felt even hotter now, the blush in his face increasing (something nobody thought would have been possible). "W…well" he stuttered but was interrupted when Magnus put his index finger on Alec's lips, an action he loved to do and got often enough the chance to.
"Just let me know next time, okay?" Alec nodded.
"You know I'm still here?" called Jace from the other couch but was totally ignored by the warlock.
"So, as so often I'm here to cure you. Do you know what helps against a fever?" Magnus smiled, looking mischievously in Alec's eyes, who swallowed.
"Cuddling!" and with that, Magnus climbed under Alec on the couch, the Shadowhunter lying on top of him with a very perplexed expression.
"I don't want to infect you." He coughed.
"Oh, sweetheart, you think I'd walk in your quarantine cabinet without putting a spell of protection on myself?" he said, wrapping his arms around the boy and pressing a kiss on his feverish forehead. Alec inhaled Magnus's sweet scent of cherry blossom and honey, relaxing into the embrace, closing his eyes.
"Sleep tight, my love."

Jace, in spite of being ignored, watched the whole scene and sighed: "Damn, where's Clary?"