[Alec definitely would have had to clean them both up or he wouldn’t have heard the end of it from Henry.

For now, he presses the side of his cheek into one of the pillows, looking at Alec from the side of the bed he’s temporarily claimed. He knows his hair is a mess; he’ll fix it… later.]

It takes a lot to disrupt one of mine. [His illusions, he means.] You just happen to be that distracting, I guess… but try not to let it go to your head.

[(Fond.)]