More recently, Magnus has realized he doesn’t care about the whys or the hows – not if all those catastrophic disasters had been along a path that was set to collide with Alec’s. Alec, who has brought Magnus more joy and love than he had ever let himself hope for. Alec, who has made it so clear to Magnus that he is cherished that Magnus still marvels at it: how the weight of Alec’s regard for him leaves no room for doubt. Just the thought of him is enough. Magnus knows that if he had to, he would choose to go through it all again if at the end of that journey would be Alec waiting for him in their bed, holding up the blanket for Magnus to crawl into, holding on to Magnus as they fall asleep.