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Alec was watching Magnus and Asmodeus from afar. The king of hell was visiting because Magnus needed his help. Yes, Magnus needed Asmodes’ help with something and no matter how much it hurt his pride, he had to summon his old man from the depths of hell, who was more than happy to assist his beloved boy. Alec, on the other hand was cackling because it was hilarious to see the two of them trying to work together. The emphasis was on the word trying because Magnus was really co-operating and Alec thought it was the most adorable thing ever. It was quite a difficult potion to brew; it was one of those antique ones that Magnus has never heard of and the power that he would need to be able to do it was something that he didn’t possess. Ah, he did, but he still didn’t really know how the spell went because the language was old, archaic and he needed a bit of help with that as well. It still hurt his ego, but at the same time, it was nice to see his father again. It’s been a few months and the old demon was delighted to be back on Earth. Maybe this time he could stay for a bit longer than the last.
Alec understood that Magnus and Asmodeus had a difficult and complicated relationship. Asmodeus doted on his boy and loved him a lot, but Magnus was still a little bit hesitant. In the past the demon wanted Magnus to be a ruler, a king in Edom like he was, but that was something that Mangus didn’t want and that was why he escaped. However, Asmodeus was claiming that he has changed a lot and Alec could actually see that the man was trying and he didn’t mind the demon’s visits once in a while. Magnus, on the other hand, was working thought his issues, but if he wanted to admit it or not… he was a lot like his father. In a good way, he wasn’t as arrogant though and Alec was laughing again because the two of them were again bickering.
‘’It says add vampire fangs ,’’ argued Magnus and pointed to the scroll. Asmodeus glanced at the writing and then he shook his head - his son was wrong and he crossed his arms on top of his chest. ‘’Ugh, what do you mean? It’s clearly vampire teeth, come on, father ,’’ groaned Magnus and Asmodeus pointed at the last word. Yes, the first one was vampire indeed, but they weren’t searching for their fangs, but it was clearly written that they were after their hair. Asmodeus cleared his throat.
‘’Try reading again, son,’’ said Asmodeus and Magnus groaned.
‘’I did,’’ hissed Magnus.
‘’Yes, but it’s not fangs,’’ said Asmodeus and then leaned closer to Magnus, who was already beginning to lose his patience. He didn’t have much of it to begin with, but he was more and more desperate. The reason why he accepted the make such a potion was because the client was offering a lot of money and in the end, the warlock bent. It was just a little potion - how hard could it be? But he began to realise just why he was offering so much mone. Nobody else has been able to brew it so far and it finally all made sense. If only he could finally be able to do it and then his father could finally leave them at peace, but no. Apparently, his father wasn’t there ot only offer help, but he was again trying to teach him or whatever. Magnus wasn’t in the mood.
Magnus obviously wasn’t fluent in the archaic language that the scroll was written in, so he didn’t understand why his father was pushing so much. He could just tell him what was really written on it, but no. Ugh, so annoying. ‘’I don’t know,’’ he said and whined. ‘’Tell me then if you know it,’’ he said and Alec was giggling by the couch. The warlock glanced up and gave him boyfriend a very annoyed look, but the hunter didn’t let that bother him too much. Magnus was adorable when he was pissed off like that because he knew that it wasn’t serious.
‘’No, no, if I just tell you how will you ever learn?’’ asked Asmodeus and Alec was smiling, because the demon had a point, but Magnus was still being stubborn. But so was Asmodeus - both of them were stubborn as hell and neither of them was going to be backing down any time soon as Alec knew them pretty well and it was only about to get more interesting. ‘’Now, focus and try again. You know this word, I’ve taught it to you before,’’ he said and Magnus rolled his eyes - how was he supposed to remember something that happened centuries ago?! He couldn’t retain everything, he could remember only so much!
‘’Dad!’’
‘’You can do it, come on. Chop, chop.’’
‘’Fine,’’ grumbled Magnus because it was obvious that his father wasn’t going to give him the answer and he started reading it again, trying to focus really hard and he was humming, reading it over and over again, tapping his lips with his finger and he realised that his father had a point - it was a word that he has seen before and he narrowed his eyes. Right, but what was the meaning of it. Hmm. He was trying for a few more minutes and then he finally remembered. ‘’Oh, it’s hair!’’ pointed out Magnus and Asmodeus happily nodded and then clasped his hands together.
‘’That’s my boy!’’ he said happily and Alec quickly covered his face with his book - the two of them clearly needed the father-son time and they were making up for lost centuries of time. It was kind of sweet and he could see just how happy and proud Magnus was of himself. And Asmodeus was also beaming with pride because that was just what he expected from his boy - he was so smart and always bright. He was able to remember the old language and he then nodded ‘’Ah, I’m so proud of you,’’ he said and Magnus felt his cheeks reddening. He had to admit that it was kind of nice to have his father compliment him like that. It warmed his heart and made him feel all fuzzy inside. He smiled.
‘’Yeah, I’m pretty cool,’’ he said and Alec started laughing, but quickly stopped because he could feel his boyfriend’s eyes on him.
‘’But you wouldn’t be without such a cool and good teacher, right?’’ asked Asmodeus and Magnus didn’t reply. The demon rolled his eyes and decided to wave it off. ‘’So, what’s next?’’ asked Asmodeus and read the recipe again. ‘’Ah-ha, it is a spell,’’ he said. ‘’And that is what will activate the brewing potion,’’ said Asmodeus and Magnus nodded. Yes, that much he knew, but he didn’t know what kind of an incantation it was. He could read the previous bit, but he was lost after that and because Asmodeus knew that Magnus was rusty in it, he decided to not bother him too much about it, but he was going to say the incantation. He was going to leave Magnus to do the work though - it was his client, his potion. And he was just there to offer help and teach.
‘’Now what?’’ asked Magnus and Alec started giggling again. Ah, that whole teaching moment reminded him of himself when his parents were trying to teach him something new as a kid and he tried not to laugh too much, but it was adorable. Magnus seemed like a rebellious teenager and Asmodeus was trying his best not to lose his patience as well and he crossed his arms on top of his chest.
‘’And what happened to your manners, boy?’’ asked Asmodeus.
‘’I’m sorry, sir,’’ mumbled Magnus and Asmodeus gave him a horrified look.
‘’ Sir?! I told you to call me by my name or… Papa is what I would prefer,’’ he said and Magnus wrinkled his nose. Yes, they’ve discussed it and he was not calling his father Papa. He wasn’t a kid anymore, even if he felt like it at the moment and he huffed because he could tell that Alexander was loving all of it, but he- ‘’Magnus!’’
‘’Dad!’’
‘’Papa?’’
‘’No,’’ said Magnus and Asmodeus huffed, but that was something that he should have expected - still worth trying and he clicked with his tongue and then rolled his eyes. In the end, Magnus just decided to do whatever his father wanted him to do and he pressed his lips together and tried to ignore Alec’s giggles in the background, but it was kind of hard to. Still, he focused enough and then listened to incantation that his father was telling him - it was complicated as fuck!
“Articulate it more like I just showed you,” said Asmodeus. “But more hardness on the r when you pronounce it and then you should be able to complete the spell,” said Asmodeus and Magnus pressed his lips together and then hummed, but then listened to his father, said the incantation again and as it turned out, his father was right. Again. Not that he was really surprised because his father was old and wise and he then smiled, finally nodding and he then took in a deep breath.
“Yeah, you were right,” said Magnus. “I mean you’re old as hell, so I guess that comes in handy. Old and wise they say and-”
“What did you just say?” asked Asmodeus and his face went pale. “I’m not old!” he argued and Magnus started laughing as did Alec - that was kind of hilarious. His parents were the same when he called them old. Some things didn’t really change even if your father was a demon and Alec was cracking up, totally cracking Asmodeus’ self esteem and he then pouted. “You too, Alec? Magnus tell your husband to stop laughing at me!”
“He’s not my-”
“I’m sorry, Mr Bane!” said Alec, but his laughter continued.
Asmodeus was completely outraged and he didn’t even want to think about how rude the boys were being, pouting and Alec smiled - that pout was just like Magnus’ - like father, like son.