Alec lounged around his apartment lazily, never even bothering to get properly dressed. It was Saturday afternoon, and Alec's feelings towards it were bitter sweet. He was happy because simply he didn't want to see Magnus, not after the way he treated him. Alec felt completely rejected by the older boy and it made him feel like dirt.

But, in an odd sense, Alec sort of missed Magnus. He wanted his company and loved the way that Magnus always was willing to listen. He tried to understand Alec, unlike everyone else who just turned their backs on him.

Alec's place was a little too quiet for his liking. He felt uncomfortable walking around in still silence. He was used to hearing Magnus' voice yelling at him to do homework or something stupid like that. He missed hearing the pitter patter of Magnus' bare feet across the carpet. He missed the sight of Magnus in the kitchen, with his glasses fixed on his nose, typing away at his laptop.

He missed Magnus in general.

Mr. Bane wasn't exactly happy either. He was cooped up in his small bedroom flat with Woolsey, who he was still giving the cold shoulder. Woolsey just didn't understand. He didn't understand what it was like for Magnus to have to restrain himself from attacking Alec's lips in the middle of a geography session.

Magnus and Woolsey had been best friends since grade four. They met in class and were best friends ever since. Magnus was accepted as the gay boy at his school for as long as he remembered, and he didn't have any troubles with bullies except for one kid called Sebastian. But whenever Sebastian tried to pick on Magnus, Woolsey would step in and protect him. That's why they became best mates.

The bullying stopped after Woolsey gave Sebastian a black eye one day in grade six. From that point on, nobody dared to mess with Magnus. Nobody.

Woolsey and Magnus were pranksters together and the class clowns throughout their early years of school. But as the two boys matured, so did their personalities. Magnus realised that his grades needed to improve so he stepped up his game and started to mellow out, and so did Woolsey. Well, sort of.

Woolsey was incredibly lazy and really had no work ethic, and that's what bothered Magnus the most. Magnus was paying for the entire cost of the rent, and he was buying all of their groceries, but Woolsey did nothing but sit on his indolent bum and watch TV. Some days, Woolsey would do absolutely nothing.

This was one of those days.

Magnus watched in acrimonious amusement as Woolsey took a seat on the living room couch and started eating a bag of crisps (that Magnus bought, of course). He sent him a death glare from the nearby kitchen and rolled his eyes at his flat mate's abhorrent and obnoxious chewing. Magnus was attempting to concentrate on correcting Alec's biology lesson. He sat down on the bar stool and clicked his red pen, pressing it gently to the paper, but he couldn't concentrate.

Crunch. Snap. Chew.

Magnus had enough. He threw up his arms in the air and stomped over to Woolsey and snatched up his bag of crisps.

"Hey!" Woolsey exclaimed, furrowing his eyebrows at his supposed friend.

"I'm trying to concentrate, but I can't if you keep chewing like that," Magnus hissed.

Woolsey tilted his head to the side and sighed, "Can't you just go do it in your own room or something?" he asked.

Magnus chuckled at that, "Are you kidding me?"

"Not really."

"You're ridiculous!" Magnus laughed coldly.

"Oh, I'm ridiculous?" Woolsey fake gasped, standing up from the couch so he was eye-level with Magnus. His face was now red with frustration.

"Yes! You're so lazy, you need to get a fucking job! I'm paying for all the bills and everything and you take it for granted!" Magnus yelled, curling his fists.

"So I'm the ridiculous one?" Woolsey wondered.

"Yes!"

"Says the man who is snogging his own student because he's horny-"

"Shut up, Woolsey. You can't use that against me you don't understand," Magnus growled.

"I do understand, Magnus! It's incredibly wrong and you know it, too!"

"But instead of helping me and trying to fix my problem you teased me about it? Fucking logic!" Magnus almost screamed. Tears were pricking at his eyes now, and he had to wipe them away with his wrist. He hardly ever fought with Woolsey. Sure, they teased each other and made fun of each other, but never like this and it hurt.

"I was just joking about that shit," Woolsey said, shaking his head slightly.

"Fuck you!" Magnus gritted through clenched teeth. What Woolsey had said the other day actually hurt him and he had the nerve to say he was just joking? As if that makes it any better? As if that erases what Woolsey said from the past? Woolsey thought that Magnus was using Alec for his body, and he said that Magnus was desperate, which was completely untrue.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Woolsey asked teasingly.

"Don't flatter yourself," Magnus said, turning away from him.

"Don't walk away from me!"

"Watch me!" Magnus shouted, grabbing his leather jacket off of the back of the couch. He hurriedly slipped on his shoes and headed towards the door.

"Where are you gonna go, huh? You have no one to turn to!" Woolsey reminded him.

Magnus' throat bobbed as he opened up the door and stepped outside, "Yes I do," he said before closing the door behind him with a loud slam. He ignored Woolsey's roaring voice behind him and started walking towards Alec's flat with his hood pulled up tightly.

Much to Magnus' relief, it was raining. That way nobody could see the tears in his eyes.

Magnus stood at Alec's door. He wanted to knock, but at the same time, he didn't. He just stood there with tears staining down his cheeks with his hand raised to the door. He couldn't knock. He was too afraid.

He didn't blame Alec if he hated him. Hell, he even hated himself. He felt his throat clench as he continued to cry, which increased to a steady sob in a matter of minutes. Everything was falling apart. He was confused, cold, and angry . . . a swirling mixture of emotions.

Magnus gathered up enough courage in his stomach to knock. Only once, though. Twice was too daring.

Within seconds, the door was swinging open, revealing his beastly student. Alec was wearing only boxers, causing Magnus to blush brightly. His flaming red eyes were looking down at his teacher worriedly. His chest was covered in scars and veins and tattoos, making Magnus melt.

When Alec noticed Magnus crying, he wrapped the fragile older man in his strong arms in a strong embrace. He didn't know why Mr. Bane was crying, nor did he care. He simply wanted to make him feel better.

Magnus eventually forced himself to pull away, sniffling what little dignity he had left. He swallowed thickly and wiped his salty tear soaked cheeks once again.

"Can I stay here tonight? I just . . . I really have no where else to go . . . I hope you don't mind," Magnus whimpered, his voice sounding extremely vulnerable.

Alec had to fight back a smile as he stepped over to the side, allowing the older boy to walk in.

Yeah, he didn't mind at all.