Alec was tired of it all. The stares, the whispers behind his back, the Shadowhunters that now treated him differently. He knew they shouldn't bother him, he knew he should be used to it, but that didn't mean he had to like it. Walking home to Magnus's he caught another heated glare sent his way, he smiled and waved and the Shadowhunter turned away. Lowering his hand Alec could feel shame creeping up on him. Why was he this way? Why did he always disappoint and Jace and Isabelle always do good?
He pushed his way through the crowd and cringed whenever he heard a whispered barb fall into his ear. "Think you're better than us?" "He won't want you when you're old." "You're going to hell, why does the Clave let you in still?" Over and over he heard those same things repeated. Over and over he asked them himself.
Entering the apartment he didn't say anything as Magnus enveloped him in a hug and ran his fingers through his dark hair. "Hush, baby. It's okay, you're fine. They're wrong about you, just like your father's wrong about you." Alec let himself be held as words from the Clave meeting passed through his mind. "Homosexual Shadowhunters don't last, weak, effeminate, useless, useless, useless to fighting. Not good for anything but women's work." The Clave looked over anything he had done as Alexander Lightwood as useless and wasted and just at what Alec had done for the Shadowhunter's community. Which was nothing but bring shame to the LIghtwood family name.
He just broke. In Magnus's arms he felt safe, whole, and warm. He felt needed, loved, and accepted. "What happened darling?" Magnus asked, stroking hair back from the pale forehead of his boyfriend.
Snorting with laughter or unidentified malice Alec replied, "What didn't happen would be a better question." "Fine, what didn't happen today Alec?" "
I didn't die, I didn't get beat up, I didn't get attacked by a demon, and I didn't get pick pocketed coming home. That is my day and I hate it, i wish it would change but Fate hates me and Destiny is in bed and the Angel doesn't seem to care!" Alec threw up his hands in disgust and went to walk away but Magnus held him there.
"You're fine baby. You're you. Words and a, pardon my French, shitty day won't prove otherwise. Everything everybody says is wrong and everybody that says that can go stick a needle in their eye. You're perfect no matter what others say." Magnus took a breath and looked at Alec.
"Thanks Mags, I needed that."
Magnus smiled and wrapped the pale skinned boy in a hug. He liked the way his little Shadowhunter smiled when he was happy.