[If Max coined stubbornness, Alec took it to bold new places. One thing he knew how to do was play the game and things weren't great all the time, but he could go through the motions. He was at Manticore way too long not to know when and where to play his odds.
Alec's a lot more touched that she bothered than he's going to admit, but he takes the box and pulls off the ribbon.]
I'd say you shouldn't have but you and I both know I'm materialistic. Okay, 3, 2, 1...
[When Alec flips the lid to his box off he snorts because even through the sheer tissue paper he can make out what it is. He pulls the leather jacket out of the box, and tosses what remains of the wrapping on his bed behind him.]
[ she's touched that he'd thought to get her something, too, and equally as touched when she sees what it is (and a little amused that they'd ended up having the same thought for each other). max laughs and lets the wrapping fall to the floor as she picks her own jacket out of the box, holding it up to herself. ]
[It's more of a compliment to himself, and he knows she knows that but the smile on his face betrays the light ribbing. Alec wastes no time trying it on, the fabric is crisp, smells new, and it's nice. They don't always have the opportunity to have nice things.] How do I look?
[ though yes, she knows it was mostly complimentary towards himself. she smiles as she pulls on her own jacket, zipping it up and pulling the hood over her head before she models it. ]
You look good. How's mine?
[ he'd picked a good fit, and the interior feels soft and warm. it'll be useful throughout the winter. ]
It's a fit, I was a little worried about my guess on the bust to waist ratios.
[Is it a light rib, yes, because genuine compliments directed at Max were hard to come by. The gift was enough, and going into winter they'd be covered in case it got bad.]
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Alec's a lot more touched that she bothered than he's going to admit, but he takes the box and pulls off the ribbon.]
I'd say you shouldn't have but you and I both know I'm materialistic. Okay, 3, 2, 1...
[When Alec flips the lid to his box off he snorts because even through the sheer tissue paper he can make out what it is. He pulls the leather jacket out of the box, and tosses what remains of the wrapping on his bed behind him.]
It's great. Thanks.
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So is this. Thank you, Alec.
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[It's more of a compliment to himself, and he knows she knows that but the smile on his face betrays the light ribbing. Alec wastes no time trying it on, the fabric is crisp, smells new, and it's nice. They don't always have the opportunity to have nice things.] How do I look?
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[ though yes, she knows it was mostly complimentary towards himself. she smiles as she pulls on her own jacket, zipping it up and pulling the hood over her head before she models it. ]
You look good. How's mine?
[ he'd picked a good fit, and the interior feels soft and warm. it'll be useful throughout the winter. ]
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[Is it a light rib, yes, because genuine compliments directed at Max were hard to come by. The gift was enough, and going into winter they'd be covered in case it got bad.]