Magnus Bane was nothing if not ordinary. He was an excellent student, a hard worker at his part-time job and he did well at blending into a crowd. At least, this was his belief. He didn’t have many friends in school, aside from his brother, Ragnor, and Catarina and Raphael. He mostly kept to himself if he wasn’t with Ragnor. This worked especially well in the lunchroom because it meant that most people avoided their table so they could have one to themselves, especially seeing as Raphael would glare at anyone who dare approach them (he was the grumpiest person Magnus had ever met).
Magnus was standing in line for lunch behind Ragnor when all of a sudden the scent of flowers filled the air and his spine stiffened, eyes going wide as his cheeks heated a precocious pink. Oh no. See, Magnus had been in love with Alec Lightwood for as long as he could remember--literally, like, back in elementary school when Magnus had braces and horrific frosted tips. Back when his mother was still around. His feelings had only grown since then, and now, every time he was near, Magnus felt like he was going to puke he was so nervous. Fuck, why now when he was holding a heavy tray? Ragnor elbowed his brother and chuckled evilly, “Smells like your boyfriend is here.” Which was, admittedly, an odd sentence, but it made Magnus blush more nonetheless.
@avastuniverse WE DESERVE THIS.