I was sitting in front of my computer with no internet access, so the only thing I could do was write. So I decided to write a Magnus and Alec one-shot, since I read 23 Malec one-shots and two-shots when I was supposed to be asleep last night. It's kind of short, but gets the point across.
Disclaimer: I do not own Mortal Instruments. Cassandra Clare does. If I did, there would be more Alec and Magnus.
Jill Scott- Exclusively
-Fartemis
~FO~
When Alec stumbled into his living room looking half-asleep, Magnus knew something was wrong. The blue-eyed boy usually smelled like soap and mint, but this time there was a sickly, alcohol smell underneath the soapy one. His clothes were more disheveled than usual, with one or two new rips in his pants. Alec's unruly jet-black hair kept falling in his eyes, and he groggily pushed it away.
Magnus took his eyes off the television just long enough to turn and stare at Alec. "Where have you been?" he demanded. "You were supposed to be home two hours ago."
"I was out" was all Alec said before half-mindedly falling on the green couch beside his boyfriend. The alcohol scent was stronger with Alec so nearby.
Magnus was, for once, at a loss for what to say. Had Alec—dare he say it—been out drinking? His sweet, innocent Alec, who had never even tasted wine, much less drinking at a bar…was drunk.
After a few minutes of mindlessly staring at the bright television, Magnus finally turned to Alec. "Alec, darling, have you…did you have…are you…?"
"Just say it," Alec slurred.
"Alec, are you drunk?" The words came spilling out of Magnus' mouth before he could stop them, like a river pouring over a cliff and into a lake.
"Yes, Magnus, I am."
~FO~
That was a wonderful introduction, wasn't it? This is but a preview of how Alec will slowly lose his innocence.
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