“You’ll find that I’m not like most people and I do mean it.” He wanted to see him be happier like he used to be, however he knew that heartbreak could hurt. Alec had one been broken hearted and it was why he didn’t open his heart up so easily anymore. He’d been a fool back then and that would never happen again. The club kept him busy from his thoughts though. The guy that had hired him had been pretty nice to him, had even been rather understanding of his situation, which he had been grateful for. Alec in turn knew when to help someone out who was having a tough time.
“You’re welcome,” Alec replied with an easy going smile. “You think I’m pretty?” He tilted his head, almost surprised by the comment. That wouldn’t be the first time he’d been called pretty. The club owner had a couple of times, he was pretty sure he’d been flirting with him too, but Alec hadn’t fallen for it. “And you’re more than you seem as well,” he replied gently. “Do let me know if you need anything else, okay? I’ll be around here, tending to the bar and the people.” Alec resisted the urge to reach out his hand. A piece of blonde hair stuck out on Jace’s forehead and he wanted to tuck it back behind his ear. Instead, he passed Jace over some water to balance out the alcohol and flickered off to tend to his other customers. Two hours later, it was time for his shift to end and the guy was still there and looking nowhere near sober. Alec joined him at the bar and said, “How was the food?” And if he needed it, he still intended to give Jace a ride home.
Jace watched the other for a moment, feeling caught off guard. After his parents, his grandmother had grieved by diving into nonstop work, leaving a twelve year old Jace to fend for himself most of the time since the babysitters spent their time talking on their phones. He was used to being alone, and maybe it was the alcohol in his system, but something made him feel like with Alec in that moment, he wasn’t as alone as he’d felt for so long. He managed a quiet little smile. “Thank you, Alec.” he said as he took another drink of his water.
“I mean, you’re not just pretty. You’re like….angelic.” Jace slurred, smiling at him drunkenly. “I’m not entirely sure you’re real.” he joked, leaning forward on the bar some more. He nodded as Alec spoke before nodding weakly and eating. Somehow he managed to eat it all, and the food and the water did help some, but not enough. He looked up as he heard a voice, blonde hair a tousled mess atop his head. “It was good.” he said, clearly in no condition to walk. “IS, uh….is that ride still a thing?”
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