#nusbane

Kieran fusses with wiping the drool off Tomas’ chin, blinking up to the other man. “Oh, no, he’s not mine, I’m just the kids’ caretaker,” Kieran stumbles, a small smile on his lips. Said toddler began to babble, wanting to join in the conversation. “Sorry, ever since Tomas learned to walk, he’s become quite the sprinter. He loves running. It’s quite troubling when you take your eyes off him even for just a second,” he apologizes again. Sometimes Kieran considers getting those leashes designed for children’s safety, but at the same time, he thinks it’s a rather ridiculous invention for ignorant parents.

“I always forget why I don’t visit you that often until I do visit you and there is a winter storm in the middle of spring.” New York, though technically not one of the states in New England very much had the same horrible weather patterns that he avoided by living in California. The most he had to deal with at home was periods of harsh rains that the land couldn’t actually absorb and earthquakes.

   “So you’re the infamous Magnus Bane,” Chris said as he leaned against the door frame. His eyes were crossed over his chest as he eyed the warlock up and down. “I’m Chris Lightwood,” he told him, knowing that he must be confused. “Alec’s twin. So if you hurt him, you will answer to me.”

Alec nodded briefly. He honestly hadn’t realized Magnus was even listening to him when he was even going on about it for a few seconds and it had been almost a year ago. “Thank you.” He smiled. “You really didn’t have to get that for me, you know?” 

“Magnus.” Aster cooed in the warlock’s ear, peppering his cheek with kisses. “Wake up, my sleepy, sleepy mage.” Pressing a gentle kiss to the tip of Magnus’ nose, he smiled. “Wake up. Wake up---” His voice grew louder as he gently prodded the other until they began to stir. “My stomach is growling; I desire breakfast.”

Alec snorted. “I think I do want to actually hear that story. Like just a tree or a tree house?” He questioned, looking over at him. “What was even the reasoning for that?” Alec, of course, had known that  it was a lonely place. It didn’t seem lived in. But it wasn’t something he wanted to talk about and tried deflecting the questions to Magnus, whether the other male would answer them or not. A few minutes passed before he nodded his head. “It can be pretty lonely here though, but it’s not too bad.” He admitted softly. 

Alec groaned softly before looking over at the other male and shook his head. “N-No.” He couldn’t help the slight blush that graced his face. “I don’t mind at all, actually. You look good in it. Not that you don’t look great without it. Because you do. In other clothes. Not in other clothes as well...” He ran his fingers through his hair. “How much more of an idiot can I make myself seem in twenty-four hours?” 

“My, what a loaded question. Can I not visit for the sake of visiting, without a hidden motive or request?” Aster countered. “I enjoy your company. I assume you enjoy mine too. Perhaps I simply wanted for us to spend more time together?”