It was in a sentence on our vocabulary test. I've never heard that saying before, or at least not that I remember. So I immediately thought of these two wonderful guys. ;) I know I'm not using it right (because the answer to the question was 'slapdash') but...eh, English is overrated, right? :) Oh, and I'm also cultural_infidel. And...I wanna talk! But I'll shut up.
Oh, this will probably suck because high school sucks and I don't get to write stories with the wonderfully amazing Morgan anymore. :( Waaah!
On that note...Enjoy! :)
Sunlight streamed through the window of the apartment building, gently spotlighting the purple-sheeted bed and the figures laying there. To an outsider, an emo teen and an older punk. To Magnus Bane, just waking up with a groan, it was the High Warlock of Brooklyn and Alec, a random Shadowhunter who had somehow become his entire world.
Magnus tried to stretch without disturbing his bedmate, and managed a shoulder twitch. He knew it was morning by the sunlight, and probably fairly late morning, meaning he was late. He wriggled his thin body out from under Alec's, draping the teen's arms instead over one of the hugely fluffy pillows lining the head of the bed.
He got dressed in a (quite conservative, he thought) bright purple suit. He quickly brushed his hair and was ready to go. Well, okay, he straightened, gelled, and dusted glitter over his hair, quickly drew on eyeliner and mascara, then was ready. While admiring his reflection, Magnus happened to glance behind him in the mirror. He spun his chair around and gazed dreamily at Alec's sleeping face.
…The same sleeping face which suddenly wrinkled. Damn, that kid always knew when Magnus Bane was watching him. He couldn't just sleep like Magnus would love to.
Alec, too, stretched, sprawling over the bed for a minute with a pleased moan before realizing that he did, indeed, have the whole bed to himself. He sat bolt upright and looked around, quickly locating Magnus, who did tend to stand out in most situations. Alec's mind raced to put together a sentence this early in the morning, trying to sort out, "My, you're up early this morning, what's up?" and ending up with "Huh?"
Magnus laughed, striking a series of model poses for his slowly understanding companion. "I've got a meeting that I'm late for. But you distracted me," he told Alec, sidling over to the bed. "You naughty boy." He laughed while Alec looked startled and leaned back.
"So, gotta go, baby. Hasta la vista. Actually, I'll see you in a couple hours, but still." He paused by the door, giving Alec a little finger wave.
"Wait…" Alec started, finally understanding. "Don't go," he pouted.
"You're so cute when you pout…" Magnus told him, moving closer so he could brush Alec's cheek. "I have to go. But I'll be back soon."
"Promise?" Alec grinned.
"Of course, babe. What's that phrase…" he muttered, thinking. "A lick and a promise!"
"Uh-oh," Alec mumbled, as Magnus Bane nuzzled his neck. The warlock slowly licked up Alec's neck and cheek, then placed a quick kiss on the teen's waiting lips and left, leaving Alec with a smile, a sprinkle of glitter, and the light scent of peaches in the air.
Heehee. Yeah, it's short. But I smell really yummy food, and it's hard to concentrate. :) Review? I always forget to say this, but I really do appreciate reviews. Thankyouthankyou!