Standalones

Back in the Closet

Max can't take anymore of this, and he's sure that his brother feels the same way. When they wished for their fathers to stop being disgustingly in love, this is not what they had meant.

Don't get them wrong, they love their papa and dad, but when you end up walking in on your parents 2 times in the past three months, and have to endure them being grossly-cute at family dinners, plus have the whole world talking about their love all the time , you kind of start to get sick of it.

Although, when Max and Rafe looked up at the sky, closed their eyes and said "Raziel, please tone their love down a notch" this is absolutely not what they had meant.

"So, you think I don't care about him as much as you do?" Alec is snarling at Magnus, who has a sarcastically-bored look on his face just to rile up Alec even more.

"I'm just saying that if you did, you wouldn't have forgotten about buying it for him..." Magnus says, studying his nails, and Alec is opening his mouth to say something back.

"Please guys," Rafe interrupts, feeling tired. "I just asked for hot sauce. I don't even need it anymore. Look," He takes a forkful of his spaghetti and stuffs it in his mouth, "I'm good without it. Just stop ."

Ever since their fathers came back from the party last night, they've been snapping at each other and fighting over the smallest of things. Like right now, Rafael had just asked for hot sauce, which Magnus realized wasn't in their kitchen because Alec forgot to buy it from the grocery store, last weekend. So instead of conjuring it up for Rafe, Magnus went on to throw smug comments at Alec and it quickly escalated to an argument over who loves Rafe more.

And honestly? Max would rather prefer his gross-sappy fathers over this mess, so would Rafe. Besides, it's beyond weird to see them act this way because they barely ever fight. They argue, sure, but those quarrels remain short before they are back to being "adorable". And well, when they do have bad fights, every once in a while in like 6 months, they talk it out after a few hours. Max can only remember 3 majorly bad fights of theirs, one of which included Alec sleeping on the couch for almost 4 nights before they were cuddling up on the couch together the next morning.

So something really feels off about the way they are acting, at the moment.

"Well," Magnus starts again, "You wouldn't have to adjust if your Dad who cares about you so much hadn't forgotten about the-"

Alec drops his cutlery on his plate, which hits it with a loud clink, and walks out of there through the loft's door. This is the second time he had walked away from Magnus since this morning.

"Great. He's not even wearing a jacket," Magnus murmurs, leaning back against his chair, "Now he's going to catch a cold and exhaust himself trying to fix it with an Irataze. Then I'll have to take care of him."

"Papa," Rafe looks at Magnus, he is seriously frustrated. "What is wrong with you?" and then he's standing up and going to his room too.

"This is perfect," Magnus says. "now he's throwing a fit because of Alec"

"Listen," Max finally decides to say, "I don't know what's going on with you and dad, But just-- please." he tries not to be rude as he stands up to follow Rafe inside his room. Leaving Magnus their grumbling something under his breath.

When Max gets inside the room, he sees Rafe sitting on the edge of his bed while pinching the bridge of his nose. The shadowhunter looks done.

"Dude," Rafe says when Max closes the door behind them, "What is going on between these two?"

Max shrugs. "Something's seriously wrong," he leans against the door and crosses his arms above his chest. "I don't think they're in their right minds."