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He smiled, leaning into his touch when the kiss broke. “Did you get anything for yourself?” He patted the empty space next to him and took a sip from his cup of coffee with a content sigh. The evenings he spent at Magnus’ loft were like little vacations compared to the days and nights he spent at the Institute.

He began to eat the pancakes, wondering where they actually came from because they were very good.

“Just a coffee, don’t need anything to eat.” He pulled back to sit back down beside Alec, taking his mug in one hand whilst tracing small circles on Alec’s leg with the other.

He leaned his head back and let his eyes close for a few moments, relaxing.

He shook his head, using his fork to pick up a piece of pancake. He held it in front of the warlock’s face, urging him to lean in and take a bite. “Who doesn’t eat breakfast? It’s the most important meal of the day.” He said with a grin, wiggling the fork.

One eye opened and a brow raised in amusement. “I don’t eat breakfast because I’m either hungover or not hungry.” But he leaned forwards anyway to eat the piece of pancake with a soft hum.