⠀ its unfortunate, really— her intense struggle with vulnerability and controlled emotions. its incredibly hard to grasp, especially given circumstances. “ its nothing, magnus. ” ⠀
He frowns deeply, stepping further into the room. He’d known her long enough now to know something was up. “Come on… talk to me about it.”
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⠀ brows furrowing, suddenly very alert of surroundings. not bothering to stand from where she’s laid on her bed, back facing the door. “ im fine ! ” called back out with 𝘸ay more snark than usual. ⠀
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⠀ picking at her nails. something is clearly bothering her. ⠀
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⠀ personally i think its totally okay to throw clay at people if they deserve it ⠀
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⠀ “ you forget im armed with damp clay and a dream. ” always willing to tease right back. for a long moment, her gaze fixes back on the ceiling .. then she stands in one swift movement. + ⠀
⠀ " right, how could i have implied the opposite. my apologies, your honor. " dark eyes roll with the light tease, catching the clay before it could travel any further than planned ; starting to make .. whatever very poorly crafted ( c. )
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⠀ eyeing the .. whatever magnus is creating, alex bites back her internal comment about it being akin to a very sad excuse of a snowman. gods bless him. ⠀
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⠀ brows both raise to amplify expression of dramatics, unbothered herself by the stuck pieces awaiting to fall. she catches one in her left hand, tossing it backwards towards the rest of her supply. + ⠀
⠀ ⠀a hand reaches up to tend to the very minor injury beneath his hair, groaning slightly with eyes squeezing shut.. " yeah, and i'm pretty sure no assault by .. " looking up at the ceiling, seeing the clay brings very little surprise c. )
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⠀ “ gods forbid a girl finds a way to healthily take out her irritation. ” faux snark taints tone, forever able to make any statement sound dramatic. its a talent, really. ⠀
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⠀ alex juggles two options in his mind; accept the vulnerability and express a bit of his own, or comfort the best he can without doing such. “ honestly, ive been trying too. its nervewracking sometimes. ” ⠀
His body visibly relaxes at that, having been so worried he was heading in a direction he did not want to go. “I’ve been trying to be anyway.”
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⠀ alex shifts a bit awkwardly, not the greatest when it comes to feelings. he chews on his lip. “ trust me, i can tell .. but thats not really a bad thing. ” he hums. “ just means youre considerate. ” ⠀
“I’ve never had a partner like this before, is all. I keep being so nervous that I’m going to ruin it somehow.” He rubs his palm over his face, nodding slowly “Okay..”
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⠀ “ if i was uncomfortable, i wouldve left, magnus. im just— getting used to things. thats all. ” internally cursing himself for screwing over the moment, shifting to look at him. “ im staying, thats final. ” ⠀
“I’m… I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or anything, I’m sorry.” He murmurs gently, swallowing as he looks down at him. “It’s your choice entirely.”
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⠀ “ i was mostly kidding. ” quick to correct self, posture almost threatening to straighten with hesitance. “ ill stay. no guaranteeing itll be all night, though. ” a somewhat sheepish moment of honesty. ⠀
“If you’re serious, I don’t mind if you stay here. Kinda like the idea of having your company for the night.” He admits softly, chewing on his lip in thought.
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⠀ “ right, sure, ‘extended borrowing.’ ” he replies with sarcasm beneath his typical tone, huffing at the affection. it still takes some getting used to. “ i think ill just sleep right here, actually. ” ⠀
“I like to think of it as extended borrowing until you need it back.” He grins down at him, pressing a gentle kiss to his head. He’s more relaxed now, able to think clearly. “Might just have to keep you tired for a while then so I don’t die, hm?”
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⠀ “ thats literally still stealing, magnus. ” he breathes out somewhat of a laugh, rolling his eyes. “ ha—ha, you’re funny. you’re also spared until my exhaustion is cured. ” ⠀
“I did not! It was abandoned and I added it to my collection.” He laughs softly, shrugging his shoulders. “Should be easy for you to find in my closet, if you’d like it back.”
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⠀ “ you totally stole it. ” alex murmurs, features withholding suspicion unseen due to the way his head lays. despite the tone in alex’s voice, if assumption is correct, he wont fight it right now. ⠀
“Ah, I may have seen a jacket belonging to my super amazing person laying around here..” He draws out, a cheeky grin coming to his lips. “But I may not have. It’s anyone’s guess.”
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