"My pleasure," Magnus murmured. He cradled his own mug with two hands down and gazed thoughtfully at Alec. It was a small, silly thing, but he found himself talking despite knowing better. "You're welcome to come by and use mine any time you like. I might have gone overboard in trying to outfit my apartment."

He had gone overboard, this was true, but he had bought the coffeemaker purely for sentimental reasons, purely because thoughts of waking up to the scent and sound of Alec making coffee in the kitchen had nagged at him until he'd bought something shiny.

Magnus took a steadying sip of coffee and continued, quirking a brow. "Does pie offend you? Is that why you're skipping out?"