#dorm master

Eat unseasoned vegetables, grainy fruits and place the meat to the side with Twyla.

Eat unseasoned vegetables, grainy fruits and place the meat to the side with Winika.

Eat unseasoned vegetables, grainy fruits and give the meat to Acacius.

Eat unseasoned vegetables, grainy fruits and place the meat to the side by yourself.

If you weren’t sick of the Old Miner’s Diner food before, you sure are now.

The same plain meals every day. ‘Does Norlyria not have seasoning?’ You thought you got dressed in your uniform for the day. You didn’t want to eat from the diner but you also didn’t want your stomach growling in class. Talk about a lose-lose situation. Something is better than nothing, you supposed. The school pays for all diner meals and it’s not like you have the money to go anywhere else.

After you were dressed, you stepped outside, not realizing that Magnus was standing right outside your door. You bumped into him surprisingly hard, stumbling backwards a bit. Magnus however, didn’t do anything more than grunt. “Don’t you watch where you’re going before to walk into a hallway?” Magnus sighed, however there was no real anger in his words. “Ah! Sorry Sir. I was lost in thought.” You quickly said as you closed the door behind you. Magnus leaned on the wall. “Where are you off to this early?” Magnus squinted at the large clock at in the wall on the second floor. Your spirit dimmed at the reminder of what you had to do. “Going to the diner.” You said with no gusto. You started to walk past him in the direction of the entrance door. Magnus raised a brow and he quickly caught up to you. “Why do you sound so sad about it?” Magnus lightheartedly scoffed. You looked around the dorm. It was still about an hour before any student would need to head to the study buildings so the dorm was empty. But still. You felt silly at how desperate you were to tell him. You sighed almost dramatically. “Because the food! It’s just…” You shook your head with a solemn expression. Magnus let out a chuckle. “Don’t I know it! I ate there once and that was it. What’s the point, we can’t even eat the meat!” You smiled. It seemed like Magnus wanted to get this off his chest too. The sole agitation made Magnus want a smoke.

Magnus pressed his large hand to the small of your back and started to lead you through the door. “Hence the reason I don’t go there anymore. I’ll show you a better place. It’s actually close to the diner.” Magnus looked over his shoulder. It seemed like he didn’t want anyone to see you two either.

The walk to the new restaurant was longer than Magnus let on. Or at least felt longer. According to the time it took 14 minutes while going to the diner takes 10. Only a 4 minute difference but Magnus took you through some sketchy back roads. “I don’t want you walking through the main streets this early. Everyone is at home but the crazy people.” -is what Magnus said.

The restaurant wasn’t a restaurant rather than a small pop up shop. Some people were already standing to order and to wait for their food. There was one big burly man working over a hot grill and a thin small boy, acting as a cashier. They seemed related. The hot smoke surrounding the tent was a welcome relief for Norlyria cold. All of a sudden, a smell hit you. Peppery meat and lemony vegetables. Your stomach had the urge to growl but you somehow held it in.

“Voila!” Magnus joked and walked to stand in the three person line. You stood next you him and felt silly. You wondered if you looked like a couple and smiled a bit. As if to kill any hope, Magnus said, “I feel like you’re my weird little sister/brother/sibling that I take out to eat after our parents aren’t home.” very matter of factly. You opened your mouth in dramatic shock but quickly closed it and looked away with a silly pout. Magnus chuckled at your performance.

Before you knew it, you and Magnus were up in line. You were finally able to read the menu but before you could even get half way down, Magnus spoke. “Good morning Altric. We’ll get two black pepper steaks, a side of citrus greens and potatoes.” Magnus was already taking out his wallet. The boy quickly scribbled on a note pad and placed it onto a counter near the larger man. Magnus gave the boy a large handful of coins, the boy had to take it using two hands. Magnus didn’t seem surprised at the boy’s lack of response. ‘Maybe they know each other well.’ You figured.

You both stepped to the left of the tent. “Sir, how’d you find out about this?” You asked him. “Well, I couldn’t keep eating at that diner. Had to do some exploration.” Magnus explained. You felt a little too sleepy to continue talking. Or listening for that matter. Magnus described all the different restaurants he went to but you didn’t listen.

“Order for Magnus!” The man called out, a little louder than he really needed to. Did he know that the order belong to Magnus just by reading the order? Magnus went to pick up the tray of food from the ‘Pick Up’ counter. The man looked at you and you felt you needed to smile and wave at him. So you did. He let out a laugh that was more of a cackle. “Magnus has got a woman/man?” You really hope your eyes didn’t glimmer with happiness. “Didn’t think you were his type!” Oh.

Magnus made no effort to correct him. “You approve?” It was probably a joke. “If they make you happy, hell yeah.” The man said and returned to grilling food for the other customers. You looked Magnus. You thought his eyes seemed softer than before but it’s probably your mind playing tricks on you. Magnus brought you to a cold wooden table not too far away and you both sat down next to each other. Magnus used a knife and fork to cut a piece of the steak for you. His use of utensils was surprisingly good. He cut the steak into small pieces. He picked up a piece and held it to your face with a smirk. “Do the honors?” You pulled your head back, “It’s meat.” You stated, obviously too nervous to eat any meat from this world. “Look.” Magnus ate the piece without a care. Your eyes drifted to his sharp jawline and you watched as he swallowed, feeling like a creep.

“See. I didn’t succumb to insanity and die.”Magnus picked up another piece and held it near your lips. You couldn’t look him in the eyes. You noticeably avoided his eyes and ate the piece of meat off his fork. The meat with filled with strong flavors and melted on your mouth. Magnus smiled. “Good right?” You nodded vigorously. You and Magnus ate the whole meal, alternating with the fork. You got full quickly but Magnus started finishing the rest of the meal. You noticed a black crow perched in a tree starting dead at you. It doesn’t take a genius to know that Damian was watching you through the crow. Crows that Damian is watching through act differently than his regular crows.

Maybe on a different day you would care but now, you leaned against Magnus’ body while watching the crow. He turned to you. “Are you tired after eating? I used to get like that too.” Magnus said softly. He finished his food. Magnus looked at his watch. “There’s still time to go back and take a nap. Come on.” Magnus started to stand up but you wrapped your arms around one of his. Magnus sighed lightly. “Alright. I guess you can just lean on me then.” Magnus stretched a bit and got more comfortable. He used the arm that was wrapped around your shoulders to press your head closer to where his neck and shoulders met. Magnus kept his hand on your head. The crow flew away. You closed your eyes contently.

When you awoke, you felt so rested that you worried you slept too much. “Sir, what time is it?” You tried to rub the sleep out of your eyes as quickly as you could. Magnus causally looked at his watch. “15 minutes till classes start. We can start walking then.” You were surprised. You two stood up and started walking in the direction of the main building.

When Magnus was done fixing your bed, you were filled with relief and happiness. You were about to thank him when someone suddenly knocked on your door. Your heart skipped a beat and started pounding against your chest.

Magnus looks at the door. “Might be Acacius,” He said. You looked at him, panicked. “Acacius is asleep.” You whispered as you looked again at the door.

Magnus stays silent for a second and suddenly speaks up, “What?” His eyebrows furrowed. “Do you think it's Damian?” You nod frantically. You were about to tell him to hide but another series of knocks followed.

“Kindly open this door or do you want me to do it for you?” It's Damian’s voice who spoke, accompanied by the sound of rattling keys. “Oh shit, he really is here.” Magnus muttered as he put out his smoke.

You immediately look at Magnus again, “My room smells like you, Magnus! I’m going to be dead!” You hissed. He grabbed your pillow and started swaying it around.

“Where is your ‘sir’?” He asked. You glared at him, “Is this really the time for that? Just go and find a place to hide in!” You snapped again. You walked to your desk and pulled out the bottom drawer. You found the perfume Winika gave you before.

You started spraying it around your room, trying to mask the scent of Magnus’ cigarette. After, you put down the perfume and grabbed your towel and went to the bathroom. You undressed yourself quickly, hopping into the shower to make it seem believable.

You turned on the shower, drenching your body in water. Thankfully, the water was warm so you didn't feel cold. Damian’s voice echoed outside. “...section three, students are not allowed to stay in other bedrooms unless permitted by the dorm master. Requests shall be in a formal letter submitted at least three days before the stay. And you will know that if you read the guidelines I gave you during your first day..”

You heard the door swing open, “And.. well, uh, no one's here..” Damian mumbled. “Y/N. Present yourself right now.” He said. Even though the water you were “showering” in was warm, you still shivered from the coldness of his voice. You wrapped the towel around your naked body and came out.

His gaze immediately went to your body. His eyebrows furrowed, “Why are you showering this late in the night, my dear?” He asks, his face softening. You shrug, “My skin kind of felt sticky, I was struggling to sleep.” You internally cringe at your excuse but he surprisingly nods, walking closer to you.

“Well.. when you're struggling to sleep, you should come to me, okay?” You nod. His hand makes its way to your partially damp hair and pushes it behind your shoulder and ear. He leans in, his breath hits your ear. “Have I ever told you you look beautiful under the moonlight? I wonder what you would look like underneath me.” He whispers, making you shiver. He pulls away to look at you, his hand snakes up to your face.

He leans in once again and his lips meet yours in a gentle but passionate kiss. His arms immediately wrap around your waist to pull you closer while your arms wrapped around his neck. He slightly lifts you up and pushes you on the bed gently without pulling away from your lips.

You suddenly remember Magnus. “Wait..” You whispered when he pulled away, his lips immediately went down to your neck to press kisses and plant some love marks. You whimpered as he sucked on your neck, leaving some marks. You couldn't speak as he diligently worked on your neck, you were overwhelmed with pleasure.

His hands make its way up to the top of your towel, undoing it. You were fully exposed as he drank in the sight of you, underneath him as the moonlight shined on the both of you. His hands roam your body, touching you everywhere except where you need him the most. His hand wanders around your waist, you whimper when his hand stops at your chest.

His two hands massage your chest as you could only grip the sheets roughly as you tried to stay silent for the sake of Magnus. His index and thumb pinch gently at your hardened nipple, making you yelp while his other hand rubbed circles on your other nipple.

“Damian…” You stuttered out. You wanted him desperately, but Magnus was there. You wanted him to stop and tell him that Magnus was literally under your bed, but he made you feel so good you couldn't think straight.

He kissed you once again while he groped your chest. You could only kiss him back and hope for the best. Damian holds onto your hips and he lifts them up, pressing his hard on, on you. You moan in his mouth as he slowly grinds on you. He pulls away to lean down to your chest. He puts one of your nipples in his mouth and he sucks on it gently.

You whimper and squirm at the feeling, but his free hand holds you down onto the bed. His other hand plays with your other nipple. He pulls away and moves onto the other one, now circling his tongue on the hardened bud.

You bit your lip as you dug your nails into his shoulders, trying desperately to stay quiet. He pulled away and he unbuckled his belt. He fully takes off the belt, throwing it on the floor and he pulls down his pants to let out his cock. He sighs, relieved when he did so.

He slightly dips his finger in his mouth before rubbing it on your cunt. “Huh, it looks like I didn't need to do anything. You're soaking wet.” He mutters as he kept rubbing on your clit. “Fuck.. please, Damian, just fuck me already..” You moaned shamelessly.

He smirked, “Okay, darling. Whatever you want.” He whispers before pushing himself inside you. You hissed at the feeling, though he's fucked you countless times, you still weren't used to his size. He groaned when he felt you clench around him.

“Calm down, sweetheart. I'm not going anywhere.” He said, looking down at where you both were connected. You took deep breaths and you were finally able to calm down. When he was fully inside you, he let out a sigh.

“Even if I don't move, I think I'm still gonna cum. You feel so good around me, dear.” His hand pushes back the hair that stuck onto your forehead, looking at you with pure love in his gaze.

He slowly starts to move, “Is this okay?” You nod frantically. “Please.. faster.” You begged, it was clear he was surprised but he obliged nonetheless. His pace was fast almost immediately, fucking into you hard as your headboard started to hit the wall.

He grunts and takes out a pillow beside your head and puts it in between the wall and your headboard. “Does, fuck, does it feel good?” He asks, his hands holding onto your hips as he fucks into you roughly. You couldn't speak so you only nodded, strings of moans following out your mouth.

He smirked and fastened his pace even more. “Shit..” He cursed as he leaned down and buried his face into your neck. “You feel so good, Y/N.” He groaned, his hands pinning your legs open as his hips fucked you hard. “Let's cum together, yeah?” He whispers into your ear, you only giving a nod in response.

You let out a sultry moan, “Fuck, I'm already close, please..” You begged, seeing stars in your vision. Damian nods and pulls out his length, leaving his tip inside you only before slamming his hips into you. He kept doing that until you felt yourself hit your climax, making you cry out his name and dig your nails into his shoulders as he kept fucking you while you rode out your orgasm.

You whimpered at the overstimulation you felt, he was still fucking you hard and roughly. His pace was now unruly and didn't have a proper rhythm, but it still felt good but the overstimulation was making you insane.

“I’m gonna cum too, fuck..” He groans, his hips pistoning inside you. He lets out another groan before cumming inside you, you felt the warm sensation inside you, making you arch your back because of the feeling.

“Fucking hell.” Magnus grumbles as he gets out from under the bed, looking at the two of you. On instinct, Damian uses the towel you laid on to cover your body. “What the fuck are you doing here?” He hissed, pulling you close to his body.

“I fixed their bed. Now Y/N, he didn't even help once to fix your bed, but he gets to fuck you? What about me? Where's my reward?” He asked, standing up properly and eyeing your bare legs.

Damian glares at him before turning to look at you. “We're gonna talk about this tomorrow, Y/N.” He says, his gaze piercing through your soul. You nodded meekly as you felt his cock twitch inside you.

“What reward do you want for fixing Y/N’s bed?” Damian asked as he pulled out, his cum immediately spilling out from your hole. He covers you once again with the towel before turning around to face Magnus. You sit up properly to watch the two.

Magnus’ eyes stay on you, going down occasionally to stare at your legs. “Easy. I wanna fuck Y/N too.” He lights up a cigarette, “This is the easy way. If I charged you money, It'd cause way more than you think.” He smirks, exhaling the smoke from his cigarette.

Damian raises an eyebrow but turns back to you, “Are you okay with this?” He gently asks, his hand brushing over your cheek. You lean into his touch as you nod. He kisses your forehead and turns around to look at Magnus.

“Don't you dare hurt them. If you do, you won't see the light of day again.” Magnus smirks as he puts out his cigarette, throwing it outside the window. “Of course not, Y/N is precious to me also.”

Magnus pulls you by your legs and he holds onto your waist. You looked down and his bulge in his boxers was so obvious and there's a wet patch to where his tip was.

“Hey pretty,” He breathes out, pulling away the towel from your body. He takes his time admiring your body, even exploring his hands around. “I can't wait any longer, you turned me on so fucking much when Damian was fucking you. I need to be inside you right now, I’m sorry.” He apologizes, taking out his cock and rubbing the tip.

He hissed and lined up his cock to your entrance and pushed in almost immediately. You felt tears well up in your eyes as the sting from the overstimulation hurt. Magnus noticed almost immediately and halted his movements, “Oh, baby, I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?” He cooed, wiping the tears that fell down your face.

You shook your head, sniffling. “No, it just hurts.” He nods understandingly. “I'll try to be soft, sweetheart. Be a good girl/boy for me, okay? Don't move an inch.” You nodded while sniffling.

He continues to push inside you, you could literally feel his cock throbbing inside you. He groans as he finally sheathes himself fully inside you. “Fuck, good girl/boy. You're so good at this, baby.” He praised, kissing you. You clenched around his cock, making him smirk. “Oh? you like praise, huh?” He teased you.

He starts moving slowly, watching your face carefully to make sure he wasn't hurting you. Damian sat next to you, holding your hand as he watched another man fuck you.

Magnus grunted as his pace fastened a bit, still watching your face. When you finally moaned, he fucked into you hard and fast. He wasn't as rough as Damian but he was much faster. Strings of curses and moans left your mouth as Magnus claimed your body like it was his.

You whined in protest when you felt him pull out. “Turn around and bend over.” He demands. You were confused but you obliged. “Damian, sit in front of them with your legs spread.” Your eyebrows furrowed as you watched Damian settle in front of you.

“Now,” Magnus presses the tip of his cock into your entrance. “Suck him off while I fuck you from behind.” He pushes in and pushes your head downward to meet with Damian’s crotch. You blushed and looked at Damian. He had a smirk on his face.

“Come on, sweetheart. You heard Magnus.” He whispered, unzipping his pants and taking out his cock again. You gulped and started with kitten licks on his tip. He hissed but didn't do anything. Magnus suddenly thrusted into you hard that made Damian’s cock get pushed into your mouth even more.

Damian groaned at the feeling of your mouth around him while you moaned from Magnus fucking you while Damian watched.

This is so wrong.. but it feels so good.

You bob your head up and down on Damian’s cock as your moans send vibrations on it. Your tongue swirls around the tip and the underside of his cock. Damian grips your hair and starts using your mouth. He groaned, “Fuck, good girl/boy. Keep doing that, I'm close.” He breathed out, laying his head on the headboard.

Magnus on the other hand, watches the two of you interact. If it was possible to get harder from watching two lovers, he would have gotten much harder. Magnus fucked into you like an animal in heat and cummed inside you.

You arch your back as the familiar feeling of being filled up overcame your body. Your climax followed soon after, making your body tremble and struggle to hold up, making Magnus hold onto you by your hips.

Damian thrusts up into your mouth, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He grunted before spilling his cum in your mouth. You whimpered at the feeling of his cum drip down your throat. “Swallow it for me.” He whispers, pulling you away from his cock and looking at your lips.

You swallowed it all, a drop falling down the side of your lips. Damian smiled, “Good girl/boy. I'll give you a bigger reward next time.” You smiled and snuggled into him, making you forget about Magnus for a second.

“Hey, what about me? Do I not get cuddles too?” He joked. Damian glared at him while Magnus raised his hands in the air like he was under arrest.

“Thank you for that wonderful time, Y/N and Damian. I look forward to it again next time.” He winked, putting on his boxers properly. “I'll go back to my room now, have a good night.” He yawned, leaving the room and locking the door behind him.

Damian looked at you and caressed your face. “Are you okay?” He asked, concerned. You nodded, “More than okay.” Your voice was hoarse. He was about to go get up to clean you up but you stopped him.

“Don't go, please.” Damian looks like he was hesitating but stayed nonetheless. He ran his fingers through your hair. “You should go to sleep.” You nod, closing your eyes immediately. Not even a second in, you were already asleep.

Damian chuckled a bit and laid you down on the bed and left to go get some new towels and outfits for you to change in. When he returned, he cleaned up your body and changed your clothes.

He was about to leave the room when he decided to stay, laying beside you and pulling you close to him. He kissed your forehead, his lips lingering on it. “Goodnight, my dear. I love you.” He whispers before going to sleep too.

Headcanons or Thoughts :

Norlyrian Language Headcanons

Magnus :

If Magnus is in Norlyria, Magnus x Reader

Summary : Seasonal depression is hard enough. Unfortunately for you, in Norlyria, the weather is always depressing for you. Fortunately for you, Magnus doesn’t hesitate to help you out.

Time Based Ability Benefits, Magnus x Reader

Summary : The food in the diner isn’t good. Magnus shows you a better place to eat and what it’s like to be cared for.

Too Sweet, Magnus x Reader

The Norlyrian sky was the same wearisome shade of grey it often is. As if the sky was blanketed by large cloud of smoke, only a scare amount of the afternoon sunlight was able to enter your narrow window. Your vision was even more obscured due to the fact your face was suffocating in the thick blankets of your bed. For some reason, it’s easier to surround yourself in the complete darkness of your blanket rather than facing the consistently cloudy skies outside, a cruel reminder of where you’re stuck. It seems like your eyes are in a constant state of being on the brink of tears. Oh, the things you’d do for just a bit of nice weather.

You’ve somehow managed to convince Damian that you were sick and needed to be absent from classes today. He didn’t make much of a fuss. Damian could tell you weren’t well and you’re his first priority but he had other early morning plans to attend to before getting back to you. Although you were without true sickness, your deteriorated mental state was enough to sicken your appearance. Heavy bags under your eyes from a mix of sleepless nights and oversleeping during the days, with the occasional tears of sadness sprinkled through your days. It’s not like you’re a registered student anyways, so why attend class? Why do anything? Why even wake u-

A series of rough knocks on your door snapped you out of your spiraling thoughts. It couldn’t have been a student, they were all in their third period class by now. ‘Magnus…’ You almost manage to crack a smile at the thought of him dramatically reprimanding you for not using ‘Sir’. Regardless, you made no effort to open the door. He’d leave eventually. Then you can go back to marinating in your depressive thoughts. You somehow contorted yourself to burry even deeper into your blanket, also in a fetal position. It was difficult to breathe but you just accepted the discomfort of heavy breaths. Magnus stood outside your door, waiting for you to either open the door yourself or tell him to come in. He resists to urge to pull out a smoke to deal with his increasing impatience but on the off chance Damian appears, the dorm master would not be happy and Magnus wasn’t in the mood to deal with a headache. He lets out an irritated puff before he knocks again. “YN! I know you’re in there.” He pauses for a moment before continuing. “And I know you’re not sick.” Magnus waits a few long seconds more before sucking up his pride and pressing his ear to the door, trying to listen for any sign of life.

You used the blanket to cover your ears. Maybe if you couldn’t hear him, he’d just disappear. However, your heart rate increased. Possibly because of your difficulty breathing. Possibly because of the prospect of Magnus coming in and caring for you in your slump. You haven’t showered properly in…how long? Maybe 4 days give or take. And there is no doubt your hair is a mess. But you knew it’d take more than that to scare Magnus off. “You got 5 seconds to open this door unless you want me to open it for you!” Magnus’ voice surprised you! All of a sudden you started to shake. You didn’t actually expect him to come in. That was foolish on your part.

Magnus looked both ways, ensuring that Damian wasn’t there to catch him in the act of going into a student’s room. Magnus cleared his throat as he slowly opened the door, half expecting you to be standing in front of the door, not wanting to accidentally hit you. Once he realized you weren’t right in front of him, he swiftly stepped inside and quietly closed the door behind him. “Dark in here…” Magnus mumbled to himself as he walked to the windows. He almost opened them till he realized that the chance of Damian trying to watch you through his crows to check on you were high, so instead he turned on a small warm lighted lamp on your dresser. It took Magnus a surprisingly long time to realize that you were hidden under the blankets. You can’t blame him. You made yourself as small as you could and held your breath to not make a single movement. “YN? Whatcha doin’ under there? You awake?” Magnus softly spoke. Magnus went to gently shake the pile of blankets you were under. You felt a warm rush of embarrassment and unusual fear in your body. You don’t want Magnus to see you like this! “YN. Come on. I know you’re not sick. Damian might believe you but I think I know what you have going on better than him.” You felt the weight of Magnus’ body sit on the edge of the bed closest to you.

Your tightly crumbled position loosened slightly with his words. It’s true. Norlyria is Damian’s home. He is used to the pinching chills of the winds and the little amount of sun rays. He wouldn’t quite realize how it bothers you so much. You suppose Magnus would. It’s been years since he’s lived in Norlyria but he’s made it clear that it’s still not his home and is foreign to him. You felt like a golf ball got stuffed down your throat and your lips quiver like you were shivering from the cold. You wanted to let out a sigh but you knew it would come out as a sob.

Magnus stared at your form, trying to figure out where your head may be located. “Let me see you. I look crazy talking to a pile of blankets.” Magnus slightly chuckles in an attempt to lower your guard. With hearing no response, Magnus took a risk and tried to put his head to wherever he thought your head may be. His hand landed on your shoulder. As he realized this, he slowly moved his hand up to your head in such a way that he rubs you shoulder, up to your neck and finally you head. The feeling of his comforting hands makes you release an involuntary cry.

Magnus felt surprised at hearing you. “It’s okay” He said in the softest voice you’ve ever heard. He placed both of his hands on your face, cupping the sides of your head and your cheeks. “Let me see your face.” He kindly yet confidently said. He looked for a way to remove the blanket from your head. You barely had the energy to hide from him anymore. Or anyone for that matter. You slowly sit up and let the blanket fall off your head. You quickly buried your head into your hands, trying to wipe away any tears and hide your red eyes. Magnus brought your head into his shoulders and rubbed your back soothingly.

Your crying was rather quiet, not including your loud sniffles. “YN, don’t give up on me now. I know you can’t stand this place. Vitamin D deficiency is a real issue.” He laughed to himself. “I’ll get us outta here. But until then, if you start feeling like shit, you gotta come to me. I already promised to take care of you, didn’t I?” He did. Magnus often showed you and verbalized that he’s protective over you. Probably as much as Damian. Minus the stalking you through crows.

Magnus pulled your face away from his shoulder so he could get a good look at you. You’ve lost all motivation to cover your face. Magnus is a strong man but the sight of your face created a crack in his heart. Puffy watery eyes. Red cheeks. Swollen lips from bitting them. Were you really this miserable? ‘And it took me this long to notice…’ Magnus criticized himself. Magnus coughed slightly to regain his composure. “Well, crying only does so much.” Magnus stated. In one swift motion, he fully pulled the blanket off you, rolled it up and tossed it to the end of the bed. You were slightly sweating in your pajamas.

“How about I take you out more? Not as a date! Before you get any funny ideas…” Magnus exclaimed. “It’s not New York City, but this place isn’t as boring as you may think. Get ready now and we can head out. Wherever you want.” As much as you’d like to go out, you don’t know if you have the willpower to get up. Never mind shower or get dressed. Almost as if Magnus read your mind, he grabbed you by the hands and pulled you up. You had to stead yourself against his body in order for your legs to not totally give out on you. “Alrighty, let’s go.” Magnus mumbled while guiding you to your bathroom. Magnus tried his best to seem stoic and unbothered but in reality, he couldn’t help but take worried and loving glances at you. What could have happened if he didn’t come when he did? He could have lost the only person he truly cared about in this twisted world. Magnus sat you down on the toilet seat cover and you started dumbly at Magnus as he made a bath for you, constantly feeling the water and adjusting the temperature. Once he was satisfied with the temperature, he walked back into your bedroom with long strides towards your wardrobe. Magnus opened drawers and fumbles through it, occasionally pulling out and item of clothes and placing it onto the bed. You took the alone time to feel the state of your hair. Matted was an understatement. You felt beyond embarrassed. The man you held such affection towards seeing you in such a state. However, as you expected, he didn’t judge you.

Magnus returned to the bathroom with a towel and contentedly looked at the full bathtub. He turned off the water and placed the towel on the counter. “There. You need help getting in too?” For a moment, you thought he was being sarcastic but the look in his eyes was one of seriousness and genuine kindness. You shook your head ‘no’. “N-no Magnus. You’ve done too much already.” You said pathetically while fiddling with your fingers. “SIR!” Magnus corrected you without missing a beat, not even sparing you a glance. Surprising both you and Magnus, you let out a laugh. Tears and messy hair be dammed. You better address him as Sir. You continue to laugh at the complete absurdity of the whole situation. You stretched your back as you stood up. “Okay. Give me some time to get ready. It may take longer than usual.” You say patting your flattened hair. Magnus looked at you with an expression you couldn’t quite identify. It was somewhere between relief and affection. His dark eyes twinkled and he crossed his arms. “Take your time.” Magnus said he as walked out and closed the door.