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Chapter 10
When Alec finally got back to his room after the party, he was tired as he had never been before. It had turned out that dancing was actually fun and even though he hated to admit it, he had had a great time with his friends. They had danced and danced, and Alec had even forgotten about Magnus and the fact that the latter was just a couple of feet away from him dancing with Camille and probably not even noticing him. But when the night started to slip away Alec decided to call it a night, and after saying goodbye to his friends, who were going to stay for a little while longer, he went back to the dorms. He was tired and needed some sleep. He had not drunk a single drop of alcohol, but he still felt intoxicated with all the energy from the party. His limbs ached badly, and his head was pounding loudly.
Alec lay down on his bed without even bothering to change his clothes, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It was so quiet and peaceful there compared to the chaotic sounds of the party that he could still hear a mild buzzing in his ears. His eyelids felt heavy and he would have fallen asleep if not were for the suspicious thud that suddenly broke the silence.
The sound, which had been accompanied by a groan, had come from outside the door—of that Alec was almost certain. So confused, he got off the bed and walked to the door to make sure that everything was okay. After all, it had sounded as if someone had stumbled on the hallway.
Alec opened the door and was quite surprised to find Magnus on the floor. First, because as far as Alec knew, his roommate was still at the party, and second because he was completely drunk, and not less than ten minutes earlier, Alec had seen him dancing with Ragnor and Raphael, and he looked sober enough. At least, he had looked sober enough to Alec.
"Magnus, are you okay?" Alec asked a bit worried. His roommate hadn't even blinked when Alec had opened the door. He was completely unconscious.
"Magnus, get up." He tried again, but the man didn't even flinch.
Alec considered leaving him there and let his fellow college students to take care of him. Considering Magnus's unconscious state, Alec was sure that he wouldn't even notice when someone duct taped him to the wall or took off all his clothes. That would certainly be a nice prank. But for some reason, he couldn't do it. It was against who he was, so he sighed loudly and very reluctantly tried to wake him up.
"Magnus, come on. You need to help me, I can't carry you." He said, but Magnus was completely out.
Alec analyzed the situation for a minute. Carrying Magnus was completely out of the question, and not because Alec wasn't strong enough to do it, but because the hallway was way too small and he could hurt Magnus more than help him. The only option was, well...drag him inside the room.
"You asked for this." Alec said, taking both Magnus's arms and dragging him all the way from the hall to their room, like if he were a sack of potatoes.
"Come on, Magnus. Help me out." Alec said as soon as he closed the door of their room behind him. "I need you to open your eyes, you're starting to worry me."
When Magnus didn't respond, Alec couldn't help but think that maybe his roommate had hit his head and he was not responding not because he was dead drunk, but because he had a concussion.
"Please, open your eyes." Alec begged, softly poking Magnus. He was really starting to get worried.
"Alexander…" Magnus whispered, stirring a little.
"Oh, thank God." Alec murmured under his breath. "Magnus, please open your eyes."
"Alexander…" Magnus whispered again.
"Yes, I'm Alec, but please open your eyes. You fell and probably hit your head, I need to know that you're okay."
Magnus barely opened his eyes. "Did I die?" He asked. "Am I in heaven?"
Alec exhaled in relief. His roommate was fine, just way too drunk to speak coherently. "No, you're not dead, Magnus. Not yet anyway."
"I must be," Magnus babbled, "I'm seeing an angel."
Alec felt his cheeks getting hot, but fortunately for him, Magnus had closed his eyes again. "Stop talking nonsense and get up, please. Let me put you in bed."
"Always so sweet…" Magnus whispered, but didn't make the least attempt to stand up.
Alec sighed and finding no other option, put his arms around Magnus's body and carried him to his bed, dropping him heavily.
"My hero…" Magnus murmured.
Alec rolled his eyes, but couldn't help the smile that escaped from his lips. "Go to sleep, Magnus." He said, throwing a blanket over his roommate's body. It wasn't cold inside the room, but Alec had to cover that stupid see-through shirt. It was too much temptation. Not that he would dare to do more than...observe, but still, it was the right thing to do.
Magnus immediately got comfortable and began to snore. Alec sighed and changed his clothes very quickly, putting on his favorite pajamas—a pair of old pants and a ragged sweatshirt. Looking at Magnus one last time, Alec turned off the lights and got into bed.
He was about to close his eyes when Magnus stirred again and murmured. "Why didn't you dance with me, Alexander? Why?"
Alec didn't know what to say. He knew that Magnus was completely intoxicated but he had clearly said Alec's name, so in the spur of the moment and knowing that Magnus probably would not remember anything the next day, he said. "Because you didn't ask."
"I'm such a fool..." Magnus babbled, snoring almost immediately.
"You are, Magnus...you are."