Small Town Days [Malec]

Life Tip #19- Blame Burns Brighter than Fire

The whole affair had made Alec feel incredibly stupid.

He wasn't quite sure why in particular but it was enough to fill him with teenage angst again.

He immediately went up to his room, falling face down onto the bed.

Magnus wasn't far behind. But he just shut the door Alec had flung open, and stood against it.

Alec breathed in the scent of his childhood sheets, worn with time and the tossing and turning of sleepless night.

"Alec--"

He pushed himself off the bed a little.

"I'll go back with you, okay?! Are you happy now?!"

Everyone was mad at him. Everyone hated him.

Except Magnus.

But it was Magnus' fault he was hated.

Or was it his fault?

Someone had to take the blame for Alec's problems.

It could be anyone.

His emotionally-absent father.

His unprotective mother.

His attention-seeking sister.

His dead brother.

He didn't care at this point.

"No."

Alec turned around, looking at Magnus. He was the problem.

Him.

His fault.

"You're not happy. So I'm not happy," Magnus said.

No. He cared.

He was what Alec needed. Why didn't everyone else see that?

"I can't give you a perfect world, Alec. No one can. You can't be friends with everyone. Enemies are inevitable."

"My entire hometown?"

"Why not?" Magnus asked.

Alec buried his face in his hands.

His nails bit into his scalp, pulling at hair that had gotten too long for it's own good.

"Stop." Magnus' voice was right at his ear.

Magnus' hands against his, pulling them away.

His lips grazing Alec's ear, hovering over the "{m}".

"I'm sorry," Alec whispered. "I'm sorry."

"You're fine."

They lay there for awhile, side by side, face down.

"Will you get plane tickets for tomorrow?" Alec asked.

"Yes," Magnus said. "Is there anything else you need?"

Alec turned his head and looked at Magnus.

"You."

"You have me."

"Forever?"

"For as long as you'll have me," Magnus said.

Magnus leaned forward, kissing Alec's forehead.

Anything to calm him down. To make him happy.

The innocuous kiss turned into a kiss on the lips and what had started out as innocent fun quickly turned into a rough make-out session that the pastor would say was "headed for nowhere good."