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        Once reaching his darling Catarina’s door, Magnus leans against the doorframe. Lightly knocking against the wood as his cat-eyes take in his surroundings.

      “Hey lover.” Daken eyes spark teasingly at his old friend, with a charming grin to match. “Did you miss me?”

       Daken had been enjoying the wine, course in bars it was hard to have wine, considering most of them didn’t actually have taste. Unless you bribed them accordingly, with enough money to keep them stocked for when you were in the area. Course that was until he caught a scent that reminded him of his father, the strong scent of beer that was almost over whelming, glancing over he sizes over the man next to him before a slow smirk gives over his lips, his blue eyes sparking at the other man.                         “Do you hang out with the old man?                                                               You smell like him.”

      Daken had no idea why the other man was heading his way, taking in a long breath to get an idea of the other man’s emotional state as his brow quirks upwards.                              “I’m no longer with the Avengers.”

      Oh, oh this was rich, a chuckle sounds loudly, almost coming out as a snicker. Raven had a son with Logan? He never heard of it from Raven, not that it surprised him, she didn’t always share.          “Well hello, not everyday someone catches sight of a brother                                       lurking in the shadows.”