Alexander [ @bowstrung ]
“Yes, it’ll definitely be something to get used to,” Alec said as he looked around the loft. The loft was as amazing as the man that was standing before him. He lifted a brow. “My mother thought you cursed me? How ridiculous. You tell me if she bothers you again, alright?” He gave a small chuckle at the mention of Ragnor and hoped that he would get to meet Magnus’s closest friends. “I had wondered where it went. Thank you. I really you appreciate you sharing your place with me. I’ll have to remember to come over here more often.” After having grown up in the Institute, there really weren’t too many other places that he went to. He nodded in understanding and then his cheeks warmed a little as Magnus held out the potion. “Thank you. You didn’t have to go through all of that trouble for me, but I appreciate it.” He made a mental note of the dosage and carefully pocketed it. “Anywhere? You really mean that?” He put on a thoughtful face for a moment before he said, “I have always wanted to try some authentic Italian pizza,” he said quietly. “I mean, unless that’s not something you like, we can go somewhere else.”
Magnus chuckled. “I hope in time, it gets easier. I would offer to stay at the Institute from time to time, but I know not a lot of the other nephilim have such…open hearts, about this arrangement.” He explained. “Although lately it’s felt much less like an arrangement,” he admitted, pointing a little towards Alec with a smile. “Oh, one protective mother is easily handled. I don’t have to do much, we just give her time and she’ll be fine. She’s just worried this won’t work. We’ll prove her wrong.” he assured. HE smiled at Alec, helpless to the happiness the younger man always made him feel. “My place is always open o you, Alexander. If you plan to bring friends, let me know so I can keep the loft relatively clean. If I’ve been days without a break, the loft is usually much worse than this.” he admitted with a chuckle. “Of course I did, though it wasn’t any trouble. You’re my fiance, I’m allowed to take care of you. Besides, a potion to help with allergies is simple compared to some of the other things I’ve been asked to make in my life.” A shrug moved his shoulders as he wathed Alec, nodding. “Anywhere you want.” he promised. Hearing the option, he grinned. “Authentic Italian anything is amazing. Especially pizza and gelato.” he answered, leaning in a little closer, wanting to kiss the other but not wanting to scare Alec. “ANd most definitely when you have someone to share it with.”
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