When Alec had suggested visiting the tea house during open mic night, Magnus had been thrilled for a number of reasons. He enjoyed the atmosphere as well as the selection of teas the place carried, but more than that was his eagerness to support Alec. Poetry seemed to hold more than a little meaning for both of them if their wedding vows were anything to judge by, and Magnus had a love for words and their manipulation. Also, going out in the evenings to a quaint tea shop just struck him as something that a married couple might do.

So he encouraged Alec to at least attend, even if he didn't end up using the mic himself. But sitting at their table, looking up at him as he prepared a poem, Magnus couldn't have been prouder of his husband. He knew that it wasn't characteristic of him to call attention to himself, but Magnus hoped that having a friendly face in the audience helped. Eyes twinkling as he watched Alec, and not just because of the glitter lining his lashes, Magnus lifted a hand to shield his mouth and make it less obvious where his suggestion was coming from as he said, "Do you know anything in Latin?"