@hisloyaltyistome | continuation of ( x )
“Because I’m worried about you, Magnus, and you haven’t given me any straight answers. Only riddles.” Yes, secrets plagued their relationship. Yes, there were things neither of them could indulge the other, but, paired with the wounds that frequently marred Magnus’s skin, that flourished well below, they seized Alec’s stomach and wrung it with an unyielding concern. Even without his undercover training, of being inconspicuous and perceptive, it would have been all too clear there was something — something he didn’t know the details of ( and something that admittedly terrified him - not as a cop, that much he could handle, but as someone who cared all so dearly ). “You always have new unexplained injuries, and I have more frozen peas and corn than I know what to do with ----- and not to eat.”