30-day OTP Challenge
Day 3: Gaming/watching a movie
"For someone who doesn't play video games, you're doing really well," Magnus said, sitting on the armrest of the couch. Alec made a absent noise, focused almost completely on the game. "Which campaign?"
"The Parish I think it said," Alec mumbled in reply, his fingers responding the moment he saw movement, his reflexes making playing easier than he would have thought.
"Already? I go out for a quick job and I come back and you're already this far. Huh. Difficulty?"
"I can't remember."
"How far are you?"
"I'm coming up to the bridge soon."
Magnus shook his head and continued watching the tv, fascinated at how far he had come so soon. And only this morning, when they had made him a profile, he had been killed in the first quarter, on easy. He watched, amused as he wandered through the graveyard, killing 'infected' as he went, taking only minimal damage when he faced a horde. From the way they were moving, Magnus got the feeling he wasn't playing on 'easy' anymore.
"Have fun with the Tank?" He asked, fighting a smirk as his boyfriend wandered into a dead end.
"That's the big one that kind of reminds you of a Forsaken right?" Alec asked, his face going hard the longer he stayed in the graveyard.
"Yup. Something like that. Maybe one on steroids."
"Ah. Yeah. It was alright. After he took out my teammates, I had to face him myself. It was horrible. He just wouldn't go down."
Magnus glanced at his boyfriend in surprise. He definitely was not on easy if he had to fight him alone. If he was, he wouldn't even have had to touch him; the other three would have gotten him. Alec snarled, making Magnus jump. "You're not turning into an infected yourself, are you?" He joked.
Alec grumbled. "How in hell do you get out of this part?"
Magnus chuckled, leaning over and kissing his boyfriend's temple. "You're adorable, darling. Go to the monument in the center of the graveyard."
"This one?"
"Yup. Now, go left here. Now go right. Straight, straight, straight, right. And there's the gate. Follow it to the entrance. There's usually a Tank or a Witch here."*
"Great," Alec grumbled. Magnus wondered how many he'd had to face to get to this point. And he still had to get to the bus station. But if he'd already played Hard Rain, Magnus wasn't concerned. It was nothing short of a miracle getting through that one without startling at least one. Improbable, but not impossible. It took a few tries for him to get the achievement because of it.
Magnus pulled from his thoughts as the music began to play, the one signaling a Tank. "Use the Bile Jar on him, the get the hell out of the way."
Alec cast a quick look at him but did as he was told, unlocking something that popped up in the corner of the screen. He ignored it, switched from his machete to his primary, and watched in a mixture of amusement and surprise as dozens of zombies swarmed the raging giant and began attacking it, slowly it down enough for the four survivors to open fire, scattering and backing up as they did so. Alec watched as a a flaming bottle - what was the name again? - flew by him, lighting up the tank and the horde surrounding it. The Tank turned on Alec's character, charging at him. He backed up, clutching the controller hard as he fired round after round. It pulled back its arm and he held his breath, then stumbled, collapsing to its knees where it stayed, like it was stunned and shocked, before collapsing onto its back.
Magnus cheered, clapping him on the shoulder. "That was fun!"
Alec breathed slowly, trying to slow his heart rate back down as he led his character toward the next part.
"And now you just have to reach the bridge alive," the warlock said cheerily.
"And what happens on the bridge?" Alec asked.
Magnus gave him a wicked look, his cat-eyes shining with glee. "And then you run like hell."
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