Alec was torn. He wasn't sure he wanted this life anymore. Separated from everyone he loved- it was like an isolated cage. With some difficulty, he decided he would do it. He, the Star of the Century, would commit suicide.
"What are you doing?" a furious voice roared. "Don't you know those are dangerous?" He said, looking at the razor in Alec's hand.
Having been caught, Alec sighed and looked at his 21-year-old manager. He had his new grey suit on (the one Damien had gifted him), his black hair combed down with gel, and his yellow eyes glinting in the moonlight coming through the glass wall.
"I know what this is." He said quietly.
"Well then, why is it in your hand?" Magnus asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I want to go." Magnus shook his head. "Go where?"
"You know." Alec sighed. "No one cares, Magnus. No one."
Somehow, the next moment Magnus was standing in front of him. "Don't. Ever. Say. That. Do you understand?" When Alec looked up at him, tears brimming, he said, so quietly Alec wasn't sure he heard right, "I care."
He leaned down, and pressed a lingering kiss onto Alec's lips.
"I care."
That's there. Was it good? Tell me if it was!
#Forever Yours,
_Arkay.