Malec: Wedding

"You look good." Magnus said to his boyfriend when he entered the room.
Alec looked down at himself, at the black suit he wore, highlighted with a green yellow tie that matched Magnus's eyes, while Magnus's tie matched the color of Alec's.
"Thanks." He answered, pacing to the warlock and adjusting his tie because it hung a bit loosely "You do too."
"It's a great day for wedding." Watching out of the window, Alec saw what Magnus was referring to. It was indeed a lovely day. The blue sky was dotted with small clouds but the sun avoided them expertly, shining with all of its power and fresh breezes made the green leaf dance.
Alec walked over to the closet, searching for what he originally came for (another pair of golden gloves because bridesmaid Isabelle was still not sure about them). "Everyone is infecting the other with their nervousness. It's funny seeing Jace so out of character. He really wants to get married."

"Do you?" Magnus asked.
"What?" Alec straightened up, holding the gloves he found in his right hand.
"I ask whether you want to marry someday or not." Magnus clarified, his face seriously looking at his boyfriend.
They stood for a while in silence, studying each others expression and trying to guess what the other might think.
Than Alec found his words "I never gave it much thought. You said you were never married in eight hundred years so I supposed it was a plan of yours never to marry."
Magnus was surprised. "You really are amazing." he said, walking over to stand in front of Alec. The blue eyes looked up at him with great puzzlement. Magnus could see the love in them; it's the same look he got five years ago when they kissed in the Accord Hall. Their feelings haven't changed since then. Of course they had fights, they had hurt each other with things they regretted afterwards, but they had always made up, apologised and forgave each other.
Magnus lightly touched the Shadowhunter's cheek, something Alec knew he loved to do.
"It's true." Magnus said "I don't plan to marry. I never did because it seems pointless to me. Weddings are a great, watching two people swearing officially their love to each other, confirming they want to be with each other until death do them apart.
But death doesn't care about the immortal. Death leaves us alone and we are afraid not to be able to keep a promise we gave over hundreds of years. There is love that can fade, you might think you found the right person but you haven't, you can get bored and want to leave. I know these things can happen I know it personally."
Alec's expression had changed. Now, he wore sadness in his eyes, a kind of sadness he always got when it comes to their mortal-immortal relationship. He knew he can't change the fact but he hates to get remembered about it.
Supportingly, Magnus put his arms around Alec, embracing him softly.
"You deserved to know it." Magnus explained and Alec nodded.
"I know." Alec whispered, smiling faintly.

Suddenly, the door burst open and an annoyed looking Isabelle in a dark red dress stood in the door frame.
"I see." She snapped "I ask you to do one thing for me, only one thing Alec, but you prefer to canoodle with your boyfriend."
"I can't blame him" Magnus grinned, winking at Isabelle, who turned to her brother. "Do you have the gloves or not?"
"Yes, I have them." Alec said, the gloves still resting in his hand. He paced to his sister, handing them over and telling her something Magnus didn't pay attention to. He thought about their relationship, how much he loved Alec, how much he wanted to make him happy. And before following Alec who walked out of the room after Izzy, calling for him, he murmured the words which would make Alec feel bad, but which felt good to be spoken aloud, even if only to himself  "Alexander Lightwood, I swear to make you happy. I swear to always be with you. And I swear to love you until death do us apart."