Chapter 1- Martini Memories
The wind rustled gently through the slightly open window. Dawn had begun to break. The streets of Brooklyn had just started to wake. The sky's blends of colours had shifted to a mixture of orange-blue. Magnus looked out the window with idle thoughts. His wet hair was dripping lazily across his face, as he looked beyond the horizon. The warlock sipped his martini soothingly as he thought quietly.
By this time he should be sound asleep cuddled with his love Alexander under him. Alec's soft snores consuming the darkness amongst them. The warm of their bodies completing the city's cold breeze. However today, Magnus stood gingerly looking over the city's inhabitants. Despite the hustle and bustle of the city, Magnus thoughts were elsewhere. He longed for Alec. His touch, his laugh, oh how Magnus loved the way he laughed, the way Alec's nose scrunched with joy. The little giggles that erupted from his throat. Magnus remembered the time that he had Alec try a martini for the first time. He smiled fondly at the memory.
"And there you are, my darling. One martini", Magnus said as he beamed at Alec. "Is it supposed to smell like that", Alec exclaimed examining the funny shaped glass he had in his hand loosely. Alec didn't have a clue how to hold the glass so he held it like a child would. He sniffed the beverage with caution. Alec was never one for alcohol but had recently grown fond on beers. Although the taste, he seemed content with the drink. However, after one or two drinks, his vision seemed to become impaired. This drink however was alcohol on a new level. Even from the sight and smell of the drink, Alec could tell this drink packed a punch. "My dearest Alexander, trust me, I am quite the barista. Just trust me and take a sip. I promise you would love it". Magnus was doing everything to persuade Alec to try, but Alec came up with excuse after excuse. "Well I'll tell you this, Magnus started and Alec responded immediately by locking eyes with him. Magnus was a good few metres standing away from Alec putting away some dandelion seeds in the cupboard however began walking towards Alec when he began talking. "If you love me, you will drink the cocktail", Magnus said with a slight shrug of his shoulders. Alec frowned. His boyfriend was blackmailing him. Magnus knew Alec loved him however wanted to test him. Alec's eyes began to wonder. He will play along with Magnus' game. "I love you of course, Magnus so I will drink it". And with that Alec downed the drink in one. Magnus' jaw dropped. He didn't expect that. At all. Alec looked at him quizzically. Suddenly, Alec's throat felt like it was on fire. It felt like someone had opened up hell's gates in his mouth. His eyes began to water. Magnus' plan had worked. "Anything wrong, Alexander", Magnus said innocently. "Only I see that you seem uncomfortable after that drink". "I'm fine", Alec whispered however it was obvious he was quite uneasy.
They then both ended up not saying anything for a few minutes however kept their eyes fondly at each other. Then what happened concerned them both. Laughter filled the air, as the lovers chuckled with each other. Both examining and explaining the situation that had caused this moment of happiness. After what seemed like a small eternity, the coupled ended up spending the noon together slowly kissing and cuddling on the balcony, enjoying each other's warmth. Night began to fall. Alec had drifted off to sleep, Magnus's fingers idly twirling his hair. Magnus gazed lovingly at his boyfriend, his cat eyes glimmering. His glamour had fallen for Alec to see. And Alec had stared. Alec had stared in awe at the magnificent sight before him. Magnus smiled fondly at his sleeping companion. For it was these moments he savoured. The moments became memories that lasted in his mind. That on rainy days he would go back to think about these memories.
He was now back with his thoughts, thinking of his lover, Alexander. It was only a few hours in the night that Alec had left with Isabelle and Jace for a meeting at the Institute, yet his heart had yearned for him. The sun had risen from its slumber and now shone brightly through the windows of the loft. The noise of the city rumbled through the area, however Magnus wasn't there. He was away in his old world.
Away with the memories.