[It's dark in the room. It's late. By all rights, Magnus should be sleeping upstairs, but he can't sleep. Instead, he's in the kitchen, looking over his old invitations list for the party he never seems to get around to throwing. But he does come back to the invite list time and again, which is why it currently looks like crap, so many names
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[Finally, after a very long time, he manages to get himself together enough to send off a text message he hopes won't be deleted immediately.]
I'm sorry. I doubt you'll forgive me, either sooner or later, but it needs to be said. Especially since you're crossing me off whatever list you're making now, effectively cutting me out of your life. Not like that hasn't happened before ( ... )
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What's the list for?
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Rough draft for the invitations list for a party I keep putting off.
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Have I done something wrong?
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...Uh, Magnus?
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Simon.
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I may regret this in the future but ... you look like crap. What's wrong?
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Are you trying to comfort me, vampire?
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I'm over it.
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Does it involve Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome, by any chance?
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A pale, not as tall, not as handsome wizard.
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{And if that wasn't enough, Alec had also seen the whole thing firsthand, and that careful look on his face, his unnaturally calm voice sent an unexpected shudder down the warlock's spine, a queezy feeling he supposed must be panic, fear, and self-loathing overriding the previous frustration and anger he felt toward Draco.
{Magnus bit his lip, pretty hard. He leaned his face into his hand, fingers knotting around his bed-snarled hair, pulling on it. He didn't have the willpower to lie to Alec, to pretend he was just on the male rag and call it a night. That wouldn't get him very far}
Got in a fight with Draco. He was a prick, I was an ass. He waved his magic stick at me and I deflected it. I wanted to set his room on fire, but I came back before it could escalate.
{Touches his tongue to his ( ... )
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[Then Jace had left, and Alec had pushed what had happened between Draco and Magnus aside because he was so afraid of losing the warlock, too, and having no one. But it'd been gnawing at the back of his mind for some time, and now he realized the reason he hadn't said anything was because he was waiting for Magnus to come clean about the whole thing. He wanted to hear it from his boyfriend... and at the same time, he wanted to hear that it meant nothing. But ( ... )
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Trying to play back their brief convo earlier, Magnus wasn't even sure how shock segwayed into amusement, and then to hate/hurt, but it had. Draco had ceased to be someone he trusted or even liked in three seconds flat, and the door closed for Magnus. Closed hard and it was still ringing in his head.
Anger was a clever distraction. Anger was easy and detached. The fact that Draco had wounded him rather than merely pissed him off, that was a difficult pill to swallow. Precious few people had that power.
"He said some shitty things, which... he always does, but not to me. Not like that."
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