Magnus frowns deeply as he starts changing into more acceptable clothing in Alec's room. Perhaps it's a good thing that the human can't see how disgusted the incubus is by Alec's insistence. He has half a mind to devour one of these people who supposedly know him, even if they'd probably give Magnus indigestion. Maybe he was a demon, but that didn't mean he thought people should be that mean to each other.
He slid on some dark jeans and a dark t-shirt. Not his style, but he was limited to what Alec had available, had got him, and clearly the young man wasn't exciting when it came to shopping.
"Maybe your the one with clouded judgment," Magnus counters. He strolls into the space between him and Alec, not with the intent to touch but just with the desire to make a point.
"Alec, I've known hundreds of men and women. Don't you think my opinion counts for something?"
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He slid on some dark jeans and a dark t-shirt. Not his style, but he was limited to what Alec had available, had got him, and clearly the young man wasn't exciting when it came to shopping.
"Maybe your the one with clouded judgment," Magnus counters. He strolls into the space between him and Alec, not with the intent to touch but just with the desire to make a point.
"Alec, I've known hundreds of men and women. Don't you think my opinion counts for something?"