#tacomfic

Rules: Post the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words.

I was tagged by the wonderful @poemsfromthealley! TY! 💜

*My ability to write has disappeared like a fart in the wind atm, so this is a glimpse of the Malec blind date that’s in the works! (Has been for 2 years, actually, but it’s getting done by the summer, come hell or high water!)*

About to respond with a pithy comment about his friend’s obvious penis envy, Magnus was distracted by his phone going off in the rather tight pocket of his maroon trousers. Letting go of Cat, he paused to check who was calling, not surprised at seeing Raphael’s name on the screen. 

‘Let me guess,’ Ragnor drily enquired as they waited for him, ‘that’s Cupid himself wishing to know your exact coordinates, so that his arrow doesn’t go amiss?’ Magnus rolled his eyes as he answered the call.  ‘Close. It’s Raphael.’ As Cat sniggered, a near frantic voice could be heard shouting down the phone.