alec | three
Who: Alec Lightwood, Magnus Bane
Where: Alec's Cottage in Espoir
Style: Third
Status: Closed
[takes place after this conversation]
Alec slid his Dreamberry into the back pocket of his black jeans and hesitantly got off the bed. While he lived with Magnus, and saw the warlock in passing constantly, he actually hadn't been alone with him since Halloween. And that had been.
Hot? his mental voice supplied.
Alec clamped down on the thought immediately, unable to stop the red creeping onto this cheeks. He grabbed a bottle of water off the nightstand and drained it, willing himself to calm down.
Ten minutes later, he was walking up the staircase, a little more hesitantly than he would have liked. It wasn't so much that he was afraid of Magnus... but he was afraid of the feelings Magnus stirred in him... and he had wondered on more than one occasion where this would all lead in the end. He'd never dated anyone before; he'd never felt compelled TO date anyone before. And especially here, where it didn't seem like people cared about his private life anyway...
He shook his head, dark threads of hair falling in front of his eyes, and stopped in front of Magnus's door. Hesitation ebbing, he raised his hand and quietly knocked on the door.
Where: Alec's Cottage in Espoir
Style: Third
Status: Closed
[takes place after this conversation]
Alec slid his Dreamberry into the back pocket of his black jeans and hesitantly got off the bed. While he lived with Magnus, and saw the warlock in passing constantly, he actually hadn't been alone with him since Halloween. And that had been.
Hot? his mental voice supplied.
Alec clamped down on the thought immediately, unable to stop the red creeping onto this cheeks. He grabbed a bottle of water off the nightstand and drained it, willing himself to calm down.
Ten minutes later, he was walking up the staircase, a little more hesitantly than he would have liked. It wasn't so much that he was afraid of Magnus... but he was afraid of the feelings Magnus stirred in him... and he had wondered on more than one occasion where this would all lead in the end. He'd never dated anyone before; he'd never felt compelled TO date anyone before. And especially here, where it didn't seem like people cared about his private life anyway...
He shook his head, dark threads of hair falling in front of his eyes, and stopped in front of Magnus's door. Hesitation ebbing, he raised his hand and quietly knocked on the door.