[ his open mouth closes as she speaks up before he can make a comment about the amount of food she bought, but she doesn't manage in shutting him up completely. ]
So you got us a buffet. [ it's said with a little quirk of his lips, but it fades as he takes a seat and speaks again, meaning it. ] Thanks.
[ he'll let her take what she wants before he chooses, but he reaches for some garlic bread. as much as some parts of this conversation might be unpleasant, he doesn't want to stall or delay. most of it is all him, anyway. he doesn't like talking about jace these days, but the less he does the more difficult it is to do so. ] Jace first or my thing first?
[There's a moment where she thinks about saying let's eat first, but shying away from things doesn't resolve them, and would probably make dinner awkward anyway.]
Yours has to be better than everything with Jace. [She's spooning pesto pasta onto her dish as she says it, tone lighter than the topic warrants, but the underlying uncertainty has her looking up and adding:] Right?
Right. [ it's not that difficult for something to be better than everything with jace.
he picks a bit of everything out from the containers, eyes darting to izzy and ducking back to his plate, realising he's not even that hungry. he tried to practice how this would go in his head before he got back to their apartment, but he's forgotten everything.
the edge of the table digs into his forearm where it rests. he picks up a fork but decides he might as well just get it out before she urges him to do as much. ] I'm gonna move in with Magnus.
[ it's both exhilarating to say so out loud, and fills him with a degree of guilt. hurriedly: ] I'm... I know you don't like living alone, but it's not really far and you can come over whenever you want. [ he looks down at his plate, trying to remind himself it's okay to do something he wants to do, picking at the pasta on there with his fork all the while. ] I don't think that'll be possible back home, so I just — need to do this. While I can.
[There's relief for him agreeing, but it slowly starts to dissipate the longer he takes to say anything else. She waits, pushes some pasta around her plate, waits until it's just too long and she takes a breath to speak--
He cuts in before she can. He cuts in with something she hadn't expected at all for all the build up he'd given it, except she should've done, she knows how big of a step every stage of his relationship with Magnus is for him. Which makes this all the better, that he's made this choice, that he's moving in with him.]
Alec, that's amazing. [She smiles, bright and wide, and promptly abandons her food to come around the table and hug him where he's still sitting.] I'm so happy for you.
[And Magnus, too - she'd have to call him - but Alec always came first.]
[ that's not the reaction he expected at all, a part of him still thinking he would just be letting her down for choosing something like this rather than sticking it out with her. isabelle has always been so supportive of him, though, even when all he did was roll his eyes and give her the silent treatment. there was no reason to expect anything else but her support.
she looks genuinely so happy. alec loves seeing that smile on her face. his hand reaches for her arm as she hugs him, giving it a grateful, relieved squeeze. ] Thanks, Iz.
[ he lets out a short, breathless chuckle. he feels better to have gotten that off of his shoulders. ]
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So you got us a buffet. [ it's said with a little quirk of his lips, but it fades as he takes a seat and speaks again, meaning it. ] Thanks.
[ he'll let her take what she wants before he chooses, but he reaches for some garlic bread. as much as some parts of this conversation might be unpleasant, he doesn't want to stall or delay. most of it is all him, anyway. he doesn't like talking about jace these days, but the less he does the more difficult it is to do so. ] Jace first or my thing first?
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Yours has to be better than everything with Jace. [She's spooning pesto pasta onto her dish as she says it, tone lighter than the topic warrants, but the underlying uncertainty has her looking up and adding:] Right?
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he picks a bit of everything out from the containers, eyes darting to izzy and ducking back to his plate, realising he's not even that hungry. he tried to practice how this would go in his head before he got back to their apartment, but he's forgotten everything.
the edge of the table digs into his forearm where it rests. he picks up a fork but decides he might as well just get it out before she urges him to do as much. ] I'm gonna move in with Magnus.
[ it's both exhilarating to say so out loud, and fills him with a degree of guilt. hurriedly: ] I'm... I know you don't like living alone, but it's not really far and you can come over whenever you want. [ he looks down at his plate, trying to remind himself it's okay to do something he wants to do, picking at the pasta on there with his fork all the while. ] I don't think that'll be possible back home, so I just — need to do this. While I can.
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He cuts in before she can. He cuts in with something she hadn't expected at all for all the build up he'd given it, except she should've done, she knows how big of a step every stage of his relationship with Magnus is for him. Which makes this all the better, that he's made this choice, that he's moving in with him.]
Alec, that's amazing. [She smiles, bright and wide, and promptly abandons her food to come around the table and hug him where he's still sitting.] I'm so happy for you.
[And Magnus, too - she'd have to call him - but Alec always came first.]
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she looks genuinely so happy. alec loves seeing that smile on her face. his hand reaches for her arm as she hugs him, giving it a grateful, relieved squeeze. ] Thanks, Iz.
[ he lets out a short, breathless chuckle. he feels better to have gotten that off of his shoulders. ]