Alexander [ @bowstrung ]
Alec rolled his eyes and shook his head, not all at the same time. “I don’t need you to curse them for me, Magnus. I’m fine.” It was a small injury anyway, he’d had much worse. “It’ll heal in no time, so I don’t need you enacting revenge for me. Okay? No curses.” He appreciated that Magnus cared, but he would really prefer not making them even more angry at them. “Besides, I’ve had worse than this. And I’ll let you heal me this time if it will make you feel better.”
Magnus arched a brow, but let his anger at someone hurting his boyfriend slide when Alec insisted he was fine. “Very well. But next time they’ll learn better.” he said seriously, but he knew it was far more likely that Alec would talk him down again. He moved to pull at Alec’s shirt so he could look at the wound. “I’ll fix this shirt and jacket in a moment.” he promised, dark eyes lighting gold as he looked over the wound to make sure it was just a wound. Once satisfied, the gold faded as the glamour fell back into place and he snapped his fingers, blue magic sparking around his hand as he healed the wound. “All better?” he asked, looking up with a soft smile.
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