A/N: So since I forgot to do this on the last chapter lol. I do not own the characters. They belong to Cassandra Clare. Please enjoy :)

Pairing: Ragnor/Raphael, Alec/Magnus

2.

"Another," Ragnor tapped the bar and watched the amber liquid fill the shot glass.

He downed the shot and motioned for another.

"You've already had 15…" the bartender looked skeptical.

"You can stop me when I black out. Another," he half demanded half asked.

The bartender reluctantly did so and set the bottle down with slight hesitation. If this green dude wanted to drink himself to death who was he to stop him.

"Funny I'd run into you here," Magnus sat down next to him.

Ragnor glanced over. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm meeting Alec for drinks, thought I'd get here early in case he got lost, he's never really been here before."

Magnus motioned the bartender over and ordered a drink before looking at Ragnor.

"What happened green bean?"

"Raphael and I got into a bit of a tiff," Ragnor finished off his shot and set the glass down. "He wants more and I'm not sure if I can give him that…"

"What do you mean?" Magnus thanked the bartender and picked up his drink.

"I mean…I think he wants to go public and I'm not sure if I can do something like that for him…" Ragnor sighed pouring himself another and frowning at the empty bottle. "I mean, sure that could possibility in our world as downworlders. But in today's mundane society, something like that would be frowned unopened. I'd be labeled a pedophile. At least with you and Alec he's of legal age and looks it…Raphael still looks like he's 16…"

"I see your point," Magnus nodded a little bit. "But let me raise you this. Do you think had things been different, and maybe he was older or you were younger, would you be with him?"

Ragnor thought it over a little bit, or as well as his alcohol addled mind could and gave a slight head nod.

"I would yes…"

"So how is now any different? You're both older than you look; you seem to really care about each other, honestly I say go for it and ignore what people think. And so this isn't taken out of context for all the people eavesdropping. I am not advocating for pedophilia."

Ragnor rolled his eyes and finished off his drink. "Is this the part where I'm supposed to hug you for your advice?"

"A hug would be nice, but if you don't want to you don't have to," Magnus answered sipping his drink. "I take it you're going to go and speak to Raphael now?"

"I am going to try," Ragnor nodded as he paid his drinks and started to walk out.

Ragnor blinked as he looked at the sign for the Hotel Dumont. He wrinkled his nose a bit before walking inside.

"Really, would it hurt to clean up around here," he frowned picking his way through all the fallen debris lying around.

He crossed his arms over his chest as he walked. Doing this completely drunk off his ass was not the best of choices.

He let out a sudden yelp as he was yanked back a few paces and swung a fist in what direction he hoped was a face only to have his fist caught.

"Calm down mi rey esmeralda," Raphael chuckled. "Dios mio, you are really drunk aren't you?"

"Am not…" Ragnor looked away.

"Really? Because you almost walked right into a hole in the floor."

Raphael pointed to the large gaping hole in the ground and then looked at Ragnor with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh…"

"Why don't we get you some fresh air."

Ragnor nodded a little bit and let the vampire lead him outside noticing how the younger didn't relinquish his hold on his hand.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"I'm sorry about a few days ago…"

"A few days ago? Please refresh my memory."

Ragnor rolled his eyes and started to pull away. "I'm too drunk to deal with this shit."

"Calmate, calmate," Raphael tugged him back and put his arm around his shoulder. "I'm sorry. And you don't need to apologize, it was wrong of me to try and push you to do something you were not comfortable with."

"I…I am willing to give it a try though, I don't want to promise that I will be perfect at it but if you do want to give a real relationship a shot, I am willing to try…"

"Si? Are you sure?" Raphael asked.

Ragnor nodded and ran a hand through his hair blushing a little bit as Raphael leaned up and kissed him, his fangs nipping his bottom lip a little teasingly.

"This means you're my blood pack you know," Raphael smiled once he pulled away.

"I am not," Ragnor shook his head. "At least…wait until I'm sober."

"Come on then, I will walk you home."

Ragnor looked down at their intertwined hands swallowing the lump forming in his throat. Don't over think it. Just enjoy it.

"You are over thinking again aren't you?" Raphael glanced over at him.

"I can't help it," Ragnor shrugged. "Being friends with Magnus tends to give you that sort of mindset at times."

"Just relax and try not to think," Raphael used his spare key to unlock the door to Ragnor's apartment and helped him inside shutting the door behind them.

"How do you suppose I do that?"

"I can think of a few options," Raphael smirked leading him over to the couch.