The lack of a backyard was something that Magnus could probably fix with enough time and magic, maybe turning one of the balconies into a small garden. It had been one of the many ideas he'd had about the design of the floor as they'd toured each room, and though it wouldn't have space for a pool—something he didn't mind, actually—or all of the other outdoor elements of their home in Wayward Pines, there was a lot that made up for that. And with enough time, they might be able to duplicate their large house within the Quarantine.
Regardless of the future, there was a very real issue currently staring them in the face. For Magnus, who trusted Alec with his life, it was possible to remain generally calm about the casual mention of Lucifer as their landlord only because Alec had seemed so relax. There were no hints of possession or a spell to make him behave this way, and so Magnus had to put a little of his trust into Lucifer simple because Alec already had. It was a problem for him, though, not having met him and not knowing anything about the world which this Lucifer came from.
He hummed at the kiss, knowing that Alec was trying to calm him down but also how easily he could be distracted by his husband. "It's perfect for a reason, Alec," he explained even though he didn't think he needed to. Alec was aware of how Greater Demons and even warlocks were masters of manipulation, offering perfection to sweeten the deals they made. It was easier to catch flies with honey, after all. Leaning in closer to Alec, making sure he kept enough distance so the necessary conversation didn't become an unnecessary makeout session, Magnus sighed and rested both hands on Alec's shoulders.
"I trust you, sweetheart," he began, ready to launch into a careful explanation of his apprehensions. But at the mention of his father, his brain screeched to a halt and he stared up at Alec with eyes narrowed in confusion. "You don't know my father."
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Regardless of the future, there was a very real issue currently staring them in the face. For Magnus, who trusted Alec with his life, it was possible to remain generally calm about the casual mention of Lucifer as their landlord only because Alec had seemed so relax. There were no hints of possession or a spell to make him behave this way, and so Magnus had to put a little of his trust into Lucifer simple because Alec already had. It was a problem for him, though, not having met him and not knowing anything about the world which this Lucifer came from.
He hummed at the kiss, knowing that Alec was trying to calm him down but also how easily he could be distracted by his husband. "It's perfect for a reason, Alec," he explained even though he didn't think he needed to. Alec was aware of how Greater Demons and even warlocks were masters of manipulation, offering perfection to sweeten the deals they made. It was easier to catch flies with honey, after all. Leaning in closer to Alec, making sure he kept enough distance so the necessary conversation didn't become an unnecessary makeout session, Magnus sighed and rested both hands on Alec's shoulders.
"I trust you, sweetheart," he began, ready to launch into a careful explanation of his apprehensions. But at the mention of his father, his brain screeched to a halt and he stared up at Alec with eyes narrowed in confusion. "You don't know my father."