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"So that's really all he said?" Alec asked, elbow propped up on Magnus's vanity, settling more comfortably on the seat, turning to better watch his flustered boyfriend darting around the room, manically piling everything he could possibly need for the next three to four days on the bed.
And apparently that was a lot...like a LOT a lot...
Just from where he was sitting he could see neon, leopard print, near every color in the rainbow- along with a few he didn't even know a name for, shimmers, sparkles, fringe, leather, lace, mesh, sequins and something with what looks an awful lot like feathers...
At this point it kinda looked like a rainbow pride float hit a parrot and exploded.
I-it was a lot...He wasn't even sure what some of them were...was near certain at least a few were from Halloween, knew he'd never seen even a quarter of the things in all the time he'd known Magnus- yet the man was utterly convinced he would desperately need them in the next three days...
In Kansas...
Because clearly when you're in Kansas looking into some mystery quasi-case likely trying to keep as low of profile as possible you have to have an iridescent teal shirt that laces up the sides...
By now he seemed determined to get the full contents of his entire walk-in closet, dresser, AND two armoires into one suitcase.
Alec couldn't help a bit of a smile watching the usually so unflappable, brilliant, totally self-assured detective running around like a manic pixie cursing under his breath about the unfairness of the one bag rule.
God he loved this man.
Magnus huffed faintly, giving a distracted nod, pushing his hair back, looking over the chaotic explosion of color currently covering his bed and spilling over onto the bench at the foot. He hummed, moving back into the closet, grabbing a few more brightly colored shirts and his favorite pair of deep violet leather pants, tossing them onto the bed with the rest of it.
"Yeah that's it- just that Simon's friend called and needed help. Simon's going- Raph's worried, Raph's going and wants us to come along and help...And so we are going.
To Kansas..." He huffed out a faintly disbelieving near laugh, shaking his head, gaze shifting from his by now thrashed walk in closet to the ever growing pile on the bed.
"What the hell am I going to wear in Kansas?"
Alec tried to hide a chuckle, shifting off the chair, slipping over next to him, looking over the rainbow explosion, eyebrow quirking teasingly.
"Apparently purple leather pants, gold lace up Boots, a Barbie pink duster jacket, shimmery neon green silk shirt, black mesh gloves and a blue sequined cowboy hat..."
Magnus laughed, rolling his eyes, waving him off.
"Well it's not like I'm gonna wear them all at the same time! I just need the options. There's a mystery case in a totally new town-a town that's kinda in the middle of nowhere- I have to be ready."
Alec smirked, looking over the shimmery, kaleidoscope of color, patterns and shimmers.
"Mags- it's Kansas. Far as I can tell it's not anything like an official case, just looking into something for a friend...mainly it's just a group of friends going to visit someone's hometown. We're basically tourists. Odds are all you're gonna need are a couple pair of plain jeans and casual shirts, maybe a jacket. That's all...just simple things."
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V1S12- You Can Go Home Again..
FanfictionWhen Simon gets a call from an old friend back home asking for help of course he agrees without a second thought- somebody needs help, that's all he needs to know. Raphael is a bit less sure. He's the only one of the group who knows just how hard gr...
