So… my attempt on trying to write an angst fic. Might be kinda bad… Not kinda bad… really bad! But… enjoy. If you can.
Thinking was what Magnus Bane was doing, as he stared at his blank, white ceiling.
Remembering was what he was doing, as he sought out a face from the back of his mind. Remembering how the person with that face had defined his life, changed it, and made happiness out of it. Remembering how that person was taken away from him.
Magnus turned, just as the demon struck Alec down. Maybe on a different occasion, the demon would have stayed, but this time, it had finished what it had come to do. It was satisfied. It slunk away, into the darkness, and hid. Magnus could only stare. But he jolted next to Alec as he crumpled to the ground.
"Alec. Alec? Can you hear me?"
"Of course I can hear you. I'm not deaf, y'know." Alec sputtered a laugh. "I may be mortal, but I'm not that old."
"Yet," Magnus said. "You forgot the yet in that sentence. You're not dying." It was in vain that Magnus tried to keep hope in his voice.
Alec gave a small smile, then winced. "Crying doesn't fit you Magnus,"
"Everything fits me, Alec. Even the most ugliest things." Magnus replied. Alec laughed. Red shone on his lips.
"You know, Magnus? I've finally known what it's like to live, with you. I know how to feel happy, I know what it's like to feel sad, and even hopeful. In a new way. Everything was new with you. But it was the good kind of new.
"Before I go, I should of… looked at you more. Told you that I loved you… more than I already did. And do you know what happiness looks like?" Magnus shook his head, dropping crystalline tears onto Alec's face.
"Its colors are gold and green… and it looks… just like… Magnus Bane." Alec's face was graced with a smile. He looked like an angel. No… Alec was an angel.
Trying to stop thinking was what Magnus Bane was doing.
Trying to stop remembering was what he was trying to do.
Dying was what he wanted to do.
Ugh…. It's so… bad… it needs a whole bunch of improvement… but I can't add improvement because I can't write angst. Augh.