Well, Sparkle would definitely take the confidence boost. And the knife. And Alec, if ever he could.

He was smirking, closed-lipped, as he made his way over to Alec, bite-mark on his neck in clear view, hands tucked into the pockets of his pajama pants, and hair hanging in his eyes, because he hadn't had a chance to do anything with it in days.

"Hey. Miss me?" He was so leaning forward for a kiss.