Summary
"Yeah?" Alec saw the look on his boyfriends face, looking up. "You don't have so many flaws," Magnus said. "Huh?" Silently Magnus handed Alec a slip of paper. He recognized his own handwriting: My Fourteen Flaws: /He kissed his nose, one arm going around Alec's shoulder. (Who blushed.)/"You, Magnus! Everybody has weird elbows except you!"/I'm nothing and stupid and dumb and"-