Chapter 2
Alec left the others on the communal floor and went in search for his boyfriend he hadn't seen him since the day started. It had been a particularly calm day: no avengers assembly, no demons to kill, no wayward downworlders to keep in check and he'd sparred with a super soldier for the better part of two hours leaving him bruised and wonderfully sore. So yeah good day, but where is Magnus?
"JARVIS?" Alec looks up at the ceiling as he's seen the others do.
"Mr. Lightwood ?" comes the computerized British voice.
Alec scowls
"Alec, please, " he says, as he's been saying for the past three weeks. He let's it slide knowing that Tony was the one overriding his request to have his name changed.
"Where is my boyfriend?" (Possessive? probably) he faces forward this time because talking to the ceiling and having the answer come from everywhere was foolish.
"His Magnificence is on the Asgardian floor,"
Alec rolls his eyes because really? He goes into the elevator, the doors swooshing open when he gets close enough, and asks JARVIS to take him there.
Alec walks into the living room of Thor and Loki's floor and takes in the out of this world décor, probably very expensive, fit for princes or in this case - gods. Alec doesn't announce himself, he knows that Magnus can feel his presence, Magnus would know.
No one comes to him so he goes to them. His footfalls are muffled by the blinding gold carpet on the floor, like Thor's hair, he thinks completely irrelevantly, and goes forward. Finally he spots movement, beyond a door that's slightly ajar, a bedroom, he thinks as he creeps closer. Now that he's close enough, he sees green and purple swirling colours glowing from beyond the room lighting up the hallway. Intrigued he stalks closer and takes a peek and oh!
It must be some sort of Magic room like those in the movies that vampire loves so much. There is some...thing bubbling in a cauldron at the far corner, some glasses and vials filled with glowing stuff with smoke coming out of some. However, that isn't what makes his breath catch in his throat, makes his heart trip and have it beat in double time to make up for it. No. No. It's Magnus he's on a table, laid flat on his back, bound in green energy, but he's fully clothed glaring daggers at his captor standing by the wall with a victorious smile on his face.
Alec would like to watch this, would like to watch the victory wiped from the god's smug face, would like to watch the shock bloom on Loki's face, would like to see the patented Bane Victory Smirk, and then... and then he'd like to watch the action after. Because he has a good idea what they are doing.
But he won't, he's not a voyeur, though he wouldn't mind it if he had permission. He waits a minute longer, enough to hear the beginnings of Loki's chant, then slips away. Magnus could handle himself if it came down to it.
He's in the elevator heading to the communal floor when he feels the shocks run through the building and a resounding boom. Alec smiles, he wishes he had a visual.
The elevator doors open with a ding
"- not hostile " Alec catches the tail end of whatever JARVIS was saying in his ' please kill me now voice '
"Not hostile?... NOT HOSTILE?!" Tony screeches, and its Steve's feet in his lap that prevent him from jumping onto the couch and yelling at JARVIS and the incredulity of it all, "my tower is practically been torn apart by the people I'm housing, out of the goodness of my heart, just so you know, and you fucking sit there and tell me it's not HOSTILE?!"
"Technically , Sir, I'm not sitting I -"
"JARVIS"
"Sir," and somehow JARVIS manages to make it sound overly sweet and coddling
"Don't tempt me" Tony warns, though they all know its futile. The AI is practically his son
"I wouldn't dream of it, " the AI snips swiftly, "Sir, " he adds as if as an after thought. Tony grins like father like son.
" JARVIS, would you please pull up the feed of the site of that explosion, if it's not hostile as you say it is, I'd rest better knowing what caused it." Steve says considerably calm since the AI's reassurance.
"Right away, Captain"
Tony's head whips to the side to face Steve "Why? How?" he demands indignantly
Steve just smiles beatifically and massages Tony's thighs with his feet(effective? no useful? yes)
"Captain Rogers knows his manners and they are impressive for a man of his standing, unlike some people I know" JARVIS sniffs
Clint is startled into a laugh and he rolls around in his mirth pointing at Tony like the child that he is, Natasha has her face hidden begin Clint's neck though he can tell she's laughing at him, Steve slaps a palm over his grin and Tony swats him on his knee.
Steve grabs it lightning fast before it retreats to Tony's side
" I didn't mean it, you know that right?" Steve asks lowly thumb brushing over his pulse point. His eyes are wide and blue and so fucking earnest... Tony takes his hand back with a smile, a small shy thing and Steve smiles at him taking it as the answer that it is. Someone gags and though Bucky's face is its usual blank mask the sound came from that direction. Steve flips him off and this time its from Natasha that the laugh is startled.
Alec is seated next to Jace and Clary and its all he can do not to retch at the sickeningly sweet puddle of goo they've become. Thank the Angel that Clary is still on the floor, small mercies.
A wall lights up as JARVIS projects the visuals from floor 92 onto the wall. Alec smiles, the bright green and purple almost blinding him, all of them really. It widens fractionally when he notices that Magnus is down a shirt and Loki his robe
"What?!" Tony and-
" The hell is going on?!" Clint scream simultaneously.