You don't look like a lawyer?

6

Magnus pov:
Alec was taking of his shirt. I couldn't help but stare. He had a nice set of abs. That was for sure. And they looked extra good with the hint of the shining liquid that Dot had spilled on him and made every corner highlighted. He was not kidding when hi told me he and his siblings trained to be agents, cuz he was fit at fuck. He had a hint of dark hair down the abs that made him look even more handsome and sexy. Magnus get your shit together this isn't like the first time you met, you are friends now and the last thing you need is to lose that. He was clear that he didn't like you when you first met and he is probably not gay ether.
He had taken the shirt completely off and was know picking up the shirt I had picked out for him. It fit him perfectly. "So should I just hold this for the rest of the night or should I leave it here and get I later." He looked so innocent with his ruined shirt in one hand. I blinked and felt my eyes struggling to stay open, I was getting tired and I yawned. "Or we could just go back, it's getting late anyway?" I answered askingly. He nodded. "Yeah, you're right I didn't like this party anyway ." I snorted. "We have been here for what five minutes, and you already hate it," he smiled shyly. "But I guess I was the one who wanted to leave so who am I to judge."
"And in those five minutes I did get spilled on so I guess it's not that weird that I didn't have the best time." I nodded in defeat, and we began to walk out of the room.

The night was peaceful and you could almost hear the people sleeping all around the city. It wasn't that late but the only thing you could hear was the leaves in the wind. "So you say you don't like party's, but if I'm not wrong we did first meet at a night club, how did that happen exactly?" He looked up and smiled to himself. "Well, my sister likes party's and she can be very persuasive." He wrinkled his nose. I really needed to meet this sister of his. "I like your sister more and more." This made him smile. "Yeah you're very similar actually, and she already have a crush on you so.." She seemed nice, but I think we would be better as friends than a couple. "She's not really my type, It would be to much to have two of me if you know what I mean." Alec burst out into laughter. He didn't do that very often and it was impossible to not join him. "Sorry I just tried to see you and my sister as a couple. And she would just be like 'hey mags I'm going out wanna come' and you are like 'sure, but you cannot wear that it will outshine me' 'Come on you have to come! Wait did you just agree and no way I'm changing you go change!' and she would just dump you because you always wanted to go everywhere she would go but you would still get all the attention" I loved the way he tried to talk with a feminine voice, and his impression of me was even better. And did Alec think I always outshined everyone else? No don't be stupid that's not what he meant, get your shit together what has gotten in to you. "Do I really sound like that? And that is the reason girls like her isn't my type, but we would definitely be besties though." He nodded. "I'm bad at impressions so probably not, but you guys would definitely go good together, which would probably end bad for me." I nodded. It definitely would. "And is Mags something she actually call me?" He shock his head.
"No, I just think I would be something she would call you." Mags. I liked the way it rolled of his tough. "You can call me if you like." It slipped out of my mouth. I didn't regret it, but I was curious what he would answer. "If you'd like me to?" Now he was the one looking curious. "Well I call you Alexander so I guess it's only fair, and I like it, Mags, it sounds good." He smiled kindly at me. "Ok, Mags." We had to laugh at that. I would normally never laugh so much without having something to drink first, but Alec made it so easy. His small comebacks and irony was amazing. He also had these gorgeous smiles that made you happy instantly. He was a real friend and I never wanted to let him out of my life. He also reminded me of my best friend, Will, from London. They had the same hair and there general beauty, plus their sense in humour, the only difference was that Alec didn't realise ho great he was. We had reached our dorms and we said 'god night'.
That night I went asleep with a smile plastered on my mouth. How did he make me feel so happy.