A\N: So this is an idea I'm playing with where Magnus is a cannibal and Alec is slightly psychotic. I haven't decided yet. Hope you like it.

Rating: M for description (not that I'll get into to much detail), Sex of course and foul language.

I meant to keep these short but oh well lol. Glad you like them :)

I apologize for spelling errors

10.

"And who might you be?" Magnus smiled as he walked up to the counter of the florist shop.

He looked down at the teenager standing at the register

"Don't bother," Alec walked over and set the rose cutters on the table. "He doesn't speak."

"Oh?" Magnus took out his wallet.

"Could you go see what I need to order?" Alec said handing the boy a clip board.

He nodded and walked away.

"My younger brother, he had an accident when he was little and he hasn't really talked since," Alec explained once he had gone.

"I'm sorry," Magnus frowned a little. "That's terrible..."

Alec shrugged a little and picked up the red roses and wrapped them in some parchment paper.

"I've never seen you buy red roses before," he said setting them down carefully.

"They're not for me," Magnus told him. "And before you go and get any wild idea's in that head of yours. I'm going to the cemetery today."

"The cemetery?"

"I like to place roses on all the unmarked graves. Let the sleeping know that someone is thinking of them."

Alec nodded and leaned over the counter giving him a kiss. "I'll see you tonight then?"

"Possibly, possibly not. I have a few things to attend to," Magnus told him and kissed back. "But don't worry alright? I only have eyes for you."

"You better," Alec gave him another kiss.

Magnus chuckled and picked up the roses as he walked out of the shop and got into his car. He carefully set the roses down on the seat next to him as he started driving to the cemetery. He parked away from the other cars and picked up the roses as he got out of the car. He wove his way in and around the graves and stopped at a familiar one.

It was old. The stone was old and cracked, falling apart really. He picked up the vase next to the grave and took out the old dead ones replacing them with a few of the fresh and set it back down. He moved on to the next. Each time clearing the dead ones and replacing them with the fresh. He stopped at the last and laid the flowers down on the headstone.

"Vising a loved one sir?" the grounds keeper asked leaning against his shoulder.

"You could say that," Magnus nodded a little bit and offered him a smile.

He walked back to his car and got in, driving back to his apartment and pouring himself a glass of wine.

"You've been extra quiet this evening...hardly picked at the liver you cooked," Alec pointed out.

He wrapped his arms around him from behind and rest his chin on his shoulder. He kissed his neck and ran his hands under his shirt. "Talk to me?"

"It won't interest you," Magnus replied.

"Everything about you interest me," Alec told him. "What's going on in that brain of yours?"

"It really won't interest you Alec." Magnus dried his hands off and turned around so he was facing him. "Ramblings of hopeless romantic. Nothing more."

"I'll still listen, if you want me to," Alec replied.

"I don't want to bore you," Magnus shook his head.

"You could never bore me," Alec said giving him a kiss. "Come on, we'll sit on the couch and you can tell me what's bothering you or not bothering you and I will listen and not say a word. I promise."

"You aren't going to let this go until I tell you are you?" he asked as Alec led him over to the couch.

"Nope."

Magnus rolled his eyes and sat down next to Alec.

"When I went to the cemetery today, earlier this after noon, I wasn't there placing roses on unmarked graves, I was placing them on the graves of my old lovers...who...are dead..." Magnus sighed.

"Dead because they died or dead because...?" Alec trailed off leaving the question open.

"It's...complicated," Magnus answered. "I didn't, eat them. I didn't do that. I never...I never told them about it, you're the only one who knows, and Camille, only I never count her because she's just as bad as I am."

"So what happened?" Alec asked.

"They died, none of them felt I was permanent enough for them, I wouldn't last, be willing to be in a long committed relationship," Magnus answered. "I only heard about their deaths in the obituaries or through friends of a friend so I go and I lay roses on their graves because I never stopped loving them, because despite never being able to tell them about me, I was still able to be myself."

Alec nodded a little understanding. "I hope you lay orchid's at my grave," Alec said after awhile.

"I hope I won't have to," Magnus admitted.