Malec One-Shots

A Bad Day...Kinda

3rd Person P.O.V
As sunlight seeped through the red curtains, Magnus took a few minutes for his eyes to adjust. He looked over to the clock, 6:30 am, he groaned. But, he eventually just decided to get up.

When he rolled over, Magnus realized that the right side of the bed, where Alec usually slept, was empty. In Alec's place however, there was a note.

The note read, 'Had to go to the institute early today, see you tonight.
~Love, Alexander

Admittedly, Magnus was slightly peeved that he wasn't even able to wake up next to his boyfriend in the morning. This day was most definitely not, turning out in his favor thus far.

Time Skip
Magnus had dozens of clients that day, but this last one, ooooo, this last one, sent him over the edge!

"So. I like the place. Is that your 'playroom'?" the clearly drunken werewolf that sat across from Magnus asked, referring to, what so happened to be, Alec and Magnus's bedroom.

The werewolf was rather tall, and definitely muscular. He was bald, and had a slight scruff around his mouth.

"I'm sorry sir, but no. That's me and my partner's bedroom." Magnus stated matter-o-factly. "And that topic was rather inappropriate to bring up, therefore, I would like to ask you to refrain from saying such things from this moment on please."

"Right~ Okay. So, how many 'partners' have you had this past week? Between you and me, I've had at least nine. Probably knocked one or two up, but I don't really know. Nor do I really care, I mean, it's all just pleasure, right?"

Magnus was beginning to get heated. "Okay, look sir. That room over there," Magnus said, pointing towards the bedroom. "Is where me and my boyfriend sleep, and quite frankly, I don't see why that's any of your business."

"Oh, so your what, a homo?" the man asked. Magnus took a long, deep breathe, before turning to face the werewolf again.

"Excuse me, but I'd appreciate it if you refrain from using that kind of language, thank you. Secondly, no. Where as I am bisexual, my boyfriend is gay, now if we could get to the reason you are actually here today?" Magnus asked in an attempt to get to the matter at hand.

The werewolf mumbled something under his breath, and to his misfortune, Magnus just so happened to hear him.

"F*ing Faggots."

That was it. That was all it took for Magnus to immediately get up from his chair, march straight over to the werewolf, and connect his fist with the werewolf's jaw.

The man sprawled out onto the floor with a thud. However, he was up quick. Quickly enough, that Magnus didn't have time to realize what was happening, until he was down on the floor, his nose already feeling swollen.

"Pathetic." the werewolf spat, as he turned toward the entrance of the loft, and let himself out.

After a few hours, Magnus lay on the couch feeling completely exhausted. Even though he had already healed his nose with magic, it still felt painful whenever he touched it.

While he was about halfway through Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets, his phone buzzed.

Izzy: Bold Magnus: Italics

Hey Mags, What's up?

I could ask you the same thing. How much longer are you all gonna be at the Institute?

What are you talking about? I just left half an hour ago. Plus, why'd you wanna know?

Because! Okay, look, where's Alec? Is he with you?