The strange sensation that had been running through his hand changed slightly. Glancing down, his eyes widened when he saw that their hands were wrapped in blue fire. A bubble of panic started to choke him, but before Alec even registered that fear, it was gone. Whatever was happening wouldn't hurt him. He knew it with an absolute certainty that felt like one of the only solid things in his life. "It's pretty but people are going to freak out," he teased, shifting slightly so that no one around them would see the flames that should not be there.

Frowning at the thought of Magnus being hurt, he started studying his husband for signs of injury. Then he mentally rolled his eyes at himself. The hospital wouldn't have released Magnus if he was still hurt. Considering how fussy they'd been when Alec had tried to get out of bed 'too soon', Magnus had to be okay. "We must have." It was the only thing that made sense, but why wouldn't someone at the hospital tell him that his husband had been admitted as well. "Maybe no one knows we're married." The thought didn't feel right, somehow related to the memory of the kiss. Alec didn't have to hide anymore. He knew that, so why would they hide their marriage?

That didn't matter. They weren't hiding now and they were together. That was what mattered. They'd figure everything out.

Alec knew that he should pull away. Not having to hide didn't mean that PDA would be accepted. He couldn't remember anything about the town and the rules had seemed strict but not as rigid as some he knew he'd been used to before. But Magnus kept distracting him whenever he tried to put any distance between them. "I wouldn't have to give it up. We'd hyphenate. Isn't that what M -" Mundanes? Why would he say that? It didn't make sense. "What most people do?"