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There was a fire flickering in the grate, and Magnus sat in front of it on an overstuffed sofa, his feet up on the coffee table. Alec was asleep, his head in Magnus’s lap, and Magnus was twirling strand of Alec’s black hair between his fingers.

City of Lost Souls

I can’t even
I just squeal when I read stuff like this!
Book Five is killing me all over again.

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Magnus exhaled, for a long moment he no longer felt ill, or afraid of dying, or even angry or bitter. Relief washed over him, as profound as sorrow, and he reached up to brush the cheek of the boy leaning over him with the back of his bruised knuckles. Alec’s eyes were huge and blue and full of anguish.
“Oh my Alec,” he said. “You’ve been so sad. I didn’t know.”
City of Heavenly Fire aka the death of me (via beingmyselfsuitsmethebest)

Alec turned around in Magnus’s embrace so that they faced each other, taking in all the details that he never got tired of: the sharp bones of Magnus’s face, the gold-green of his eyes, the mouth that always seemed about to smile, though he looked worried now. ‘Even if it were just days, I would want to spend them all with you. Does that mean anything?’

'Yes,' Magnus said. 'It means that from now on we make every day matter.'

Malec, City of Heavenly Fire by Cassandra Clare (via willherondalesdragontattoo)

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