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Expectations vs. Reality

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"So here's what I'm going to do. I'm just going to... Walk up to him, alright? And I'll compliment him on how beautiful his eyes are, and how good he looks, and then he will blush that adorable blush of his, and say, 'Oh, Magnus, please don't flatter me,' and then I'll say, 'But of course not, darling. I'm merely stating facts.' We'll go back and forth like this for a while, and I'll ask him out, and then we'll go on a few dates during which I will work my magic on him and then he'll fall in love with me! What do you think?"

"I'm pretty sure Alec Lightwood doesn't blush."

"Of course he does, Ragnor! Did you not see him the other day?"



It should've been simple.

Magnus shared most of his classes with Alec, so finding him wasn't a problem. In fact, he'd gone up to the guy he had a hopeless crush on before the first period. Alec was in his seat, rifling through his bag, looking for something when Magnus tentatively spoke up.

"Excuse me?"

Alec's head shot up, his beautiful blue eyes filled with intrigue, and Magnus forgot how to speak entirely.

"Yes?" Alec asked, and the question was directed right at Magnus, and how did people even deal with these kind of things?

"Uh," Magnus said stupidly. He was going to say something, right? What was it again? "Have you completed the chemistry homework?"

Alec blinked up at him. "We don't have any chemistry homework."

"Oh, right." Magnus smiled sheepishly. "My apologies. I forgot." And then he remembered why he had come here in the first place. "I really like your boots, by the way."

Magnus felt like hitting himself in the head the moment that sentence left his lips. He was supposed to compliment his beautiful eyes or his face or something, not his boots, which were worn out and scruffy and definitely not Magnus's type. But Alec had this way of looking incredibly attractive even in his stupid boots and old worn out hoodies and sweaters that had at least one hole in them. It was one of the many reasons he loved Alec.

Alec looked down at the sad-looking boots, and then up at Magnus. "Uh... Thanks?"

Magnus smiled his most charming smile at Alec. Maybe that would save him.

"See you later," he blurted out, and almost ran back to his place. Almost. He still had a dignity to maintain, even though some of it had been shredded in front of Alec.

Oh, well, he thought as the class began. Another day, another way to woo my Alexander.