8. A friend or foe?

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Magnus sighed, a little disappointed, but he had his own work to deal with. "On that note, how did Isabelle's and Simon's honeymoon go? She definitely would have burned your ears with her stories!"

Izzy and Simon spent two weeks in Paris and were recently back, both having the brightest glow on their faces. Izzy was still on cloud nine with all the changes that happened in her life.

"Ugh! Don't even ask! Sisters are crazy, especially Izzy. She even told me the things I didn't need to know, and now I can't unhear it!"

Magnus burst into laughter at the expression Alec made at that, and Alec simply smiled hearing his favorite sound in the world.

"Okay, now you mister, pick up your sexy ass, and move it to the shower while I cook breakfast for us!" Alec said and left for the kitchen, while Magnus obliged.

When Magnus reached the kitchen after having a nice hot shower, his nostrils filled with the sweet smell of pancakes. He sat on the wooden chair and watched his husband moving his hips beautifully while he cooked.

Alec blushed when he noticed Magnus eye-fucking him openly and shook his head. He did secretly enjoyed that, so he didn't say anything. When he was done he placed the breakfast on two plates and sat opposite to his husband, placing their plates in front of them.

Magnus eyed the food hungrily and suddenly he was having a weird craving for different kinds of food. So he clicked his fingers and a few other stuff appeared on the table.

Alec almost choked on the pancake he was eating as he eyed his husband skeptically when he saw him pouring a huge amount of banana syrup on his pancake, which had already chocolate syrup over it. "Umm... Mags, you hate banana syrup."

"Well, not today, I'm craving it," Magnus said as if it was nothing.

Alec eyed him suspiciously and went back to eating his breakfast but he almost threw up on the table when he saw Magnus sandwiching a pickle between two bite sizes of pancake and eating it like it was the most delicious food in the world.

"What the fuck, Magnus! Did you just eat..." He trailed off, his mouth hanging open as he looked at his husband who was now licking his fingers which were coated with the syrup and sauce of the pickles. He felt shivers running through his body as he lost his appetite completely.

"Umm... I'll go shower now." He quickly stood up and threw the remaining food in the trash and started washing the dishes so as avoid puking all over the place. His husband had gone insane.

Magnus looked at Alec with confusion. "Alexander, you didn't even eat your breakfast. What happened?"

"I'm full, Magnus. Besides, I'm getting late. I'll hop in the shower, and, there are still a few pancakes left if you want to have more." With that, he left for their bedroom, leaving Magnus in confusion.

When Alec got out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his lower half and wet messy hair, he saw his husband sitting on the edge of their bed with tears pooling in his eyes.

"Mags, love, what's wrong?" He asked worriedly.

"You tell me, why do leave the table all so suddenly and didn't even have your breakfast? Did I do something? Do you not like eating breakfast with me anymore?" Magnus asked in a broken voice like he was about to cry.

"Woah, there! First, Magnus, where is that coming from? And, second..." He cleared his throat and wiped away the teardrop which fell on his beautiful warlock's face. "No offense, love, but, who eats pancakes with pickles? And you hate banana syrup. I just... lost my appetite seeing you eating... that weird combination. What had gotten into you all of a sudden? You're behaving weird for a few days."

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