Hello All :)
I've been wanting to write this for a while now… just a short story of Alec and Max. Could be longer…given the right number of reviews (or suggeestions)
I do not own anything. All characters belong to Cassie Clare. Only the story itself is my own.
Please read and review. ENJOY :)
"Whatcha reading?"
Alec flipped the page without thinking. He'd long since lost interest in the toxicity of the poison boasted by sewer-dwelling demon species. Sighing, he lowered the book to his lap. "Nothing, really." He rubbed his eyes and glanced up. A young boy with shaggy dark-brown hair and bright eyes, hidden behind glasses, was leaning against the back of the sofa. "What's on your mind, Max?"
The young boy beamed and flopped down on the couch beside his older brother. He thrust out a piece of paper. "Will you take me to see this? Please? PLEASE, Alec?!"
Alec grinned, then took the paper from Max's small hands. "Lord of the Rings, huh?" Max frowned. "What?"
The boy sighed. "It's The Two Towers, Alexander." He grinned, enjoying teasing Alec with his full name. A strand of brown hair fell in front of his eyes. Alec reached out and brushed it aside.
"And?"
"Oh, Alec. You don't know anything." The boy jumped up and took the paper back. "So… Will you take me? Please? I already asked mom. She said it would be ok, as long as you stayed with me. We can buy popcorn and drink soda. And it's a late movie so mom's gonna let me stay out past bedtime and – " Alec held up a hand to stop him, smiling.
"Yes… of course, Max." He stood up and tugged at the sleeve of his hoodie. "Yes, I will take you to see the movie."
"Score!" He shouted; then ran back to the entrance of the library. He paused, turning back to meet Alec's gaze. "You're the best… You're… y-you're like… awesome." He smiled. Alec watched Max ran back upstairs, nearly tripping in his excitement.
Sighing, Alec lowered himself back onto the couch, crossing his arms over his knees. He noticed just how envious of his brother's youth and energy. It made him smile. When he leaned back against the cushions again, and closed his eyes, he found himself actually looking forward to the time to be spent with Max.
…
Alec gasped and sat upright in the bed. The sheets were in knots around his legs, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. "What the hell?" He whispered into the darkness.
Realization set in. He glanced over at the nightstand; reaching out to touch the small pair of glasses he'd held dozens of times since that day.