Imala, demora est metas- Immortality, a blessing and a curse.
The words replayed over and over again in Magnus's head. The book in front of him had a lot of valuable information in it, information that he could use, and yet, all Magnus could do was keep reading over those same words. There was so much truth in them. He had found the book in the Institutes library. The words were written in demonic language, only a Downworlder could read it. Along with this book Magnus had also found a number of spell manuscripts, ancient. 'And yet I'm still older than them', Magnus thought to himself.
The familiar sound of his doorbell ringing brought Magnus back into focus. Even without opening the door, Magnus knew that it was Alec. His heart was beating insanely fast… as usual. Magnus hadn't seen him since that day in the library and he was sure that that was the reason why Alec was so riled up right now. Not wasting a second, Magnus rose to his feet and opened the door, and sure enough Alec was standing there… in hunting gear. On his right collar bone Magnus could see a fresh rune burned into his skin. From his knowledge, he knew that it was the rune that prevented the mundanes from seeing him. His pale skin was flushed pink from the cold weather and his hair sticking out in all directions, and yet Magnus thought he looked adorable.
Alec was the first to speak, slightly out of breath. "Look, what happened the other day… in the library, it can't happen again. Okay? Look, I don't know what I was thinking! I was in shock, and now that I can think straight, I know that it was a bad idea, so… it can't happen again."
Instead of replying, Magnus let the silence drag on long enough for Alec to feel uncomfortable before raising an eyebrow. He grinned. "Okay then.", he said nonchalantly before walking over to the kitchen. A look of confusion spread across Alec's face.
"I'm being serious Magnus… it can't happen again!"
Magnus simply turned around and smiled at the warning. "I know, that's why I said okay." Alec, clearly not satisfied with this answer walked over to him, a look of annoyance on his face.
"Magnus, I need you to take this seriously! You can't treat it like a game! There can't be any more of… any more…"
"Grinding against bookshelves?", Magnus suggested. Alec flushed red.
"I was going to say flirting!", Alec fired back at Magnus who was clearly amused by his embarrassment.
Magnus, fuelled by Alec's frustration, walked slowly over to him. "You know Alec? I recall you saying that you'd made up your mind? Actually to be more precise? That you already had?"
Magnus's words caused Alec's eyes to widen. He was right. He flushed red at the memory.
"Make up your mind", Magnus whispered, walking away. "I already have", Alec said grabbing his shirt and pulling him towards him.
When Alec shook himself back into focus, he found Magnus right in front of him. His eyes only inches from his own. Alec remembered this scenario… he also remembered what happened next…
But to his surprise, Magnus stepped back. "Clearly you were wrong Alec, you hadn't made up your mind after all.", he said walking over to the door and opening it. "Tell me when you do", he signalled at Alec to leave.
Flabbergasted, Alec walked slowly over to the door. Not able to bring himself to look at him.
"Goodbye", Magnus whispered. "For now."
Alec turned around at these words only to see the door getting closed in his face. He didn't know what to say. He planned out this conversation for days and it had gone all wrong. Magnus was supposed to have agreed with him. Surely he could see that this was bad for the both of them? So many thoughts ran through Alec's head as he slowly walked out of the building, But one was more prominent than the others.
"Does he want me to make up my mind? Does he want me to make that decision?". Alec knew the answer. Maybe when he would admit it to himself, then things could move forward. But for now, he was just going to stay like this.
Confused.
