"I tried to send you back. I've offered to take you out so you could see the city." What did Magnus want him to do? First he accused Alec of ordering him around and then he was angry that Alec wasn't ordering him around. Growling under his breath, he turned away from Magnus and began searching through his closet for his jacket.

Pulling out the one he'd bought when the weather turned colder, he shoved it at the demon before pulling out the battered one that barely fit. Shrugging it on, he tried to control his temper but every time he thought of how his attempts at caution and kindness had been received, his control frayed.

"I was waiting for someone who liked me not someone who just wanted to fuck." It probably sounded stupid to Magnus. "I'm not even waiting for someone who loves me." Just like. He could be happy with that since most of his friends seemed to tolerate him instead of actually having affection for him.

Stalking back into the living room, he picked up his copy of Byron and shoved it into his pocket. "If you want orders, Magnus, I'll give them to you." Alec didn't to but Magnus seemed to want him to be the way the other people who summoned him had been. "Go have fun tonight. I'll even stay with Izzy so you can have the apartment to yourself."