credit to @malcolm-faede for the end quote!!
“You’ll fall in love again.” + Malec
Years had past. Raphael and Max were grown up. Alec was getting older, there was no denying that. Magnus had definitely noticed, noticed how the shadowhunter’s hair was more gray than black, how there were so many more lines in his face. How he often forgot small things. How stiffly he moved. Neither said anything, but it was always an unspoken tension.
Magnus.” Alec said quietly.
“Yes, my love?”
Alec sighed. “I am getting older,” Magnus cut him off.
“I don’t want to talk about this.”
“Magnus, it’s going to happen. Today, tomorrow, in a month. One of these days we need to talk. Why don’t we get it over with?” He asked.
Magnus sighed. “Because I don’t want to think about it anymore than I have to.” Alec stroked his face. “I don’t want to think about the fact that I’m going to lose you anymore than I absolutely have to.” Magnus whispered.
“I know, Magnus, I know. I don’t either. But you’ll fall in love again and no, it won’t be the same and yes, you will miss me, but you will fall in love and you will be happy again.” Alec said gently.
“No no no no, Alec I can’t do this, I can’t think about this!” Magnus said. He rubbed his eyes. He had been dreading this conversation, as much as he knew they needed to have it.
“It won’t last forever, but please, let’s enjoy it now.” Alec said, pressing his forehead against Magnus’.
“Okay.” Magnus breathed.
Stop. Please just stop, before I drown in my own tears.