Post by Magnus Bane on Aug 15, 2017 4:22:11 GMT
Tag: emotions
AREN'T BLACK AND WHITE
Magnus had not been expecting the sight he saw when he stepped through the door of his home. His husband was in the kitchen . . . cooking. Husband. Though it had been ten years, the word forever felt incredible to refer to Alec as. His husband. Magnus saw that the table was set, the aroma filling the air and . . . it didn't actually smell that bad.
His spouse had been trying to cook for some time now, and Magnus always appreciated the efforts. Even if he had to feign the delicious taste of it. "Ten years later and you still never cease to surprise me, Alexander," Magnus said as he approached his lover, placing a light kiss on his lips before glancing around. "I didn't forget an occasion today, did I?" He asked almost in jest, the question inquiring as to what the reason for such a kind gesture was. Birthday? No. Anniversary? No. From the kindness of Alec's great heart? Most definitey.
His spouse had been trying to cook for some time now, and Magnus always appreciated the efforts. Even if he had to feign the delicious taste of it. "Ten years later and you still never cease to surprise me, Alexander," Magnus said as he approached his lover, placing a light kiss on his lips before glancing around. "I didn't forget an occasion today, did I?" He asked almost in jest, the question inquiring as to what the reason for such a kind gesture was. Birthday? No. Anniversary? No. From the kindness of Alec's great heart? Most definitey.
