Magnus POV

Three days later...

It had been three days since Magnus had last seen Alexander, and he was starting to get annoyed, much to the confusion of everyone around him. Nothing had happened on the last date, they had just enjoyed a pizza together at the sweet Italian restaurant down from Alexander's home. All they had done was talk. When Magnus usually went on dates, they ended much differently then that one did, but this one was different. He wanted to take his time here. He felt that this could actually become something real, and he really, really wanted that.

Wanting to clear his head, he decide to go on a walk. Then again for Magnus, going on a walk was no simple procedure as it gave him a chance to flaunt his amazing fashion. A chance he never gave up. So am hour and a huge messy room later, he started his leisurely stroll (though how it could be leisurely in those leather trousers, no one had any idea.) through the park, past the duck pond, and started along the long straight sandy pathway that came next. About a quarter of the way along the trail he stopped in his tracks. There, sitting on a bench was Alexander.

"Alexander?" He asked, just a whisper, but thhe man still looked up.

"Oh, hello Magnus. Fancy seeing you here." He dead panned, though from the glint in his blue eyes, he doubted it was a coincidence at all. Not that he minded. Magnus sat down next to the Warlock on the rusting bench, making sure to restrain from wincing as the bars dug into his shoulders. Obviously he had not contained it very well because Alexander smirked.

"Yes, I agree, not the most comfortable of seating arrangements. Perhaps you would like to come back to my home and catch up. You never know, it could have been a very eventful three days..." Magnus snorted, then agreed. He was surprised when Alec walked across the path and into the cover of the canopy. His curiosity vanished when he saw the Warlock create a glowing blue portal. Alexander gestured for him to follow and explained that he wasn't in the mood for walking. So, with just one step, they were back at his home.

Alec POV

So, maybe he HAD tracked Magnus and seen that he was in the park and portaled so that they would 'accidentally' bump into each other. But at least it got him to come over he thought, happy that his plan had worked.

"So, can I ask you something personal?" Magnus started. Alexander sighed, these questions never ended well.

"What's your Warlock mark? I... I looked it up at the institute. They have a... record of sorts." Of course they do. Why wouldn't they? "there was no mark listed under your name."

"That's because I don't want them to know about it. It might cause... confusions..."

"Can I see it? I... no, that's to much to ask... isn't it?" Alexander decide to take a leap of faith and trust this glittered angel, even if he had just met him.

"I guess you can. I keep them glamoured, which is why they are unrecorded." Signing, Alexander stood up. Slowly he reached his hands to the hem of his shirt and in one swift motion pulled it off. He heard Magnus' gasp and smirked slightly. He haven't even lifted the glamour yet. Then, taking a deep breath, he did just that

He heard a squeak from behind him, and he knew exactly why. Now visable, attatched to his back, where two pure white, feathered, angel wings. They were huge, the tops reaching past his head and the bottoms grazing the floor.

He turned around to face Magnus and registered the look of awe on his face. Then suddenly, in such a quick movement that is surprised Alexander, Magnus pushed off of the couch he had been leaning against.

"Wha-" his question was cut short when he felt Magnus' lips on his, completely taking him by surprise. When the surprise had passed, Alexander slowly started to kiss him back, his wings forming a soft white cocoon around them.

And as you know, what comes out of a cocoon is even more beautiful then what went in.

Yeah, that ending made absolutely NO sense wHATSOeVER! Oh well, please review. Thank you.