Chapter one.
"Ouch!" Magnus cried, again.
Alec just rolled his eyes and continued to dap the anticeptic wipe against the gash on the older man's cheek.
"It hurts." Magnus pouted.
Alec sighed and put the cotton ball down. He picked up one of the band aids-a small, rubber duck pattened child's band aid-and began to open it.
"I did tell you not to mess with my seraph blade, this is your own fault!" He reminded Magnus, placing the plaster on the wound, "Done."
"My hero." Magnust joked feeling tentatively at the plaster.
Alec rolled his eyes and placed the medical supplies back into the first aid box.
"When you called I thought there was a demon causing trouble or you were about to die, if I would've known just how small your injury was, I would've just told you to treat yourself." He explained, stifling a yawn.
The summer sunrise was visible through the wide lounge window, illuminating the glitter that covered Magnus head to toe. It was only 6-7 o'clock in the morning and Alec had only had maybe an hour, two hours max, sleep.
He had been in bed when his cell-phone rang. It was a distraught Magnus crying about something. Worried, Alec had hurried down to his appartment as fast as he could. When he arrived Magnus was sat on his couch, a dish-cloth on his cheek, looking defeatedly at the seraph blade Alec had left the last time he was there, which lay on his coffee table.
"I'm glad you didn't." Magnus said putting his first aid kit back in his kitchen.
Alec yawned and nodded along, not really paying much attention to what Magnus had said.
"You're exhausted. D'you wanna use the guest room? It'll be quicker than you going back to the institute." Magnus asked, looking concerned.
"No. If I'm not there when Isabelle wakes up, she'll only worry about me." Alec replied standing up, making sure not to forget to pick up his blade, and walking to the front door. "I'll see you around."
"Yeah..." Magnus replied.
As soon as Alec left Magnus let out a small sigh. He didn't know what it was about the teen but whenver he was around he felt safe, like he could do anything. Never in his 400 years had he ever felt this way. Magnus didn't know at the time, but just outside his door Alec was thinking the exact same thing.