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This was the moment Magnus had regretted for so long, this is the last one I’m reading, he said, and I promise that. Without another word he flipped the book open, dreading for the worst.
Not giving up
I had a dream I kissed him,
Yet I don’t know how to,
I had a dream I talked to him,
Yet I don’t know how to,
I had a dream I was in him,
Yet I don’t know how to,
I’m useless,
I need help,
Yet there’s no one I can go to,
I need practice,
I need Magnus – the man I obsessed with.
Magnus stopped, rereading the last few words. His voice stuck in throat as he reread over and over again.
“I was so wrong….” Magnus started. “I’m a fool.”
The pang in his chest was replaced with the sound of blood rushing behind his ears, the throbbing of his heart racing in his chest enough to awake anyone close by. He ached for Alexander – longed for him. And now, he knows Alec is the one, the one he has been waiting for, the one he wants. A smile sped across his cheeks. His hands shaking as his eyes panned over the writing once more.
It’s real, not a dream. Magnus shook himself from it, maybe it was a mistake, maybe it was –
The door flew open, and there stood Alexander, wide eyed and breathtaking.
“Alexander…” Magnus tensed, as Alec came closer.
“You must really like my room.” Alec teased.
“Actually,” Magnus began, confidence overpowering his words. “I just really like you.”
Alec whitened. Shit, it was a mistake! But Alec only turned towards Magnus. “Don’t joke about that, you know about my feelings for you,”
Magnus was taken aback, swallowing the lump forming in his throat – threatening to choke him. “You could have told me earlier!” He stepped forward, cupping Alec’s face with his hands as he stood on his toes, his face merely an inch away from Alec’s. “That would have helped a lot.” His lips found their way to Alec’s and Alec kissed back, boarding their feeling in the closed room as their breath turned heavy, melting it’s way into Magnus’ chest as they separated for a moment. Magnus felt Alec’s heart race between them, this meant something to him also.
Magnus smiled and parted.
“You read it?” Alec breathed out; Magnus only nodded. “The titles were about you…. And the first letters spelt your name… how could you not think I’m crazy for you?”
“Because you didn’t tell me!” Magnus huffed. “They all sounded like they were for Jace….”
“You poor soul,” Alec chucked. “You really thought that?”
“Absolutely!”
“You’re such a dork!”
“But….?” Magnus pushed on.
“But you’re my stupid dork!”