Day out with a Herondale.

Magnus slips on one of his favourite multicoloured rainbow leather jeans and a usual black hoodie that he found at the back of his cupboard on. He pulled the hoodie over his head and down his bear tattooed chest. The hood went over his black hair and hid is forehead. Magnus hadn't felt like putting his usual glittery eyeshadow and dark eyeliner on, his face his usual and plain tanned colour. He put his ankle high buckled boots on and they clinked on the floorboards. Magnus had his first cold - well, more a sniffle actually- in three hundred years, which was pretty good when you were over eight hundred years old. Magnus felt like getting out of his apartment, Chairman Meow had wondered out of the apartment a few hours ago and since then, Magnus had gotten bored increasingly. There was nothing interesting things to do there. Magnus slid his feet on the tiles to the front door, down the hallway and opened it. He blinked as he saw Jace Herondale about to knock, as his fist was in the air (either that or he was planning to punch Magnus when he opened the door). Magnus forces Jace's hand down with his own, "And why are you here?" Magnus grouches through his sore throat.

Jace smirked, "Funny, I never thought, you of all people would have a cold."

Magnus tilts his hand, and crossed his arms over his warm chest. "Just because, I am magnificent, doesn't mean I can't be at times."

Jace raises his eyebrows, "no makeup today?" He says in a sneering tone.

"Well, there is no point is there? I am just going to get some... milk." Magnus smiles.

"Milk?" Jace questions.

"You know... cow juice." Magnus shrugged gracefully.

"Yes, yes," Jace waved his hand at Magnus, "Us shadowhunters aren't that dim. I do know what milk is. But why, milk?"

"I don't know." Magnus squealed at him, "It was the first thing that popped into my head."

"Right. So, what are you actually doing?" Jace sighed.

"-od dawn it, I am just going out for some air. Cant it hurt for a poor sickly person like I. Mr Herondale isn't starting to care of the warlock, now is he?"

Jace screwed up his face with, his mouth going crooked and his eyebrows in wobbly lines between his forehead, hair covering some of his right golden eye. "Of course not." His face relaxes.

"Good, so... may I go?" Magnus smiled and pushes Jace out of the way with his arm, making Jace stubble on his feet to the side.

"Yeah." Jace mumbled as Magnus started going down the hallway, to the stairs.

"If you must come, make sure you lock the door before you follow me on my great adventure of loveliness." Magnus yelled as he went down the stairs hearing a little slam of his door, which made his smile a little. He heard Jace stagger behind him down the steps, and as that happened he heard himself think, Herondales. At a sudden time passes and Magnus and Jace end up out side of Magnus's apartment building, after having awkward silences in the elevator after mentioned his rubber ducky. Jace looks at Magnus, and Magnus looks at him sideways, smiling a small curve at the side of his mouth. "What are we going to do?" Jace says low voice. Magnus looks at him and his blonde hair frolicking in the wind then, his tight broad muscles under his blue t-shirt, and his unmarked arms, and he was wearing tatty black jeans. His gold eyes stared at Magnus, covered in his wall of fearlessness and his usual attitude.

"What would you like to do, Mr Herondale?" Magnus cheered loudly, rocking on his heals. He knew Mundanes couldn't see him, but did Jace have glamour on? Magnus didn't see any runes before. Then he laughed in his mind, as he imagined the Humans driving past in their cars seeing a random teenage boy talking to air.

"I have no idea what people do for fun in this world." Jace groaned as he shock his hair out of his face.

"Now, if I known you were going to be like that," Magnus turned to him, now frowning with a strait face. "I might as well of left you there stranded at the door." Magnus's black hood waved slightly on his eyebrows, as he looked at Jace. Jace was taller than Alec, so he could see his face better but, Magnus was still the tallest. Ha, Magnus was also 19 for eternity and Jace well... - How old is Jace? Magnus thought.

"You know very well that, I would of just welcomed myself into your apartment." Jace finally smiled, his eyes glistened with joy.

Magnus shrugged, "you would off died, then." Jace frowned suddenly with a slight different sign of emotion on his face, it was the face of when Jace killed. "Anyways..." Magnus said nervously, but couldn't help laughing - he was 800 years old and powerful and he was scared of a young shadowhunter? "Let's-get-going." He chuckled unintentionally. The walked awkwardly beside each other and Magnus made simple conversation some times but, was soon ended most of the time with Jace moaning and complaining and Magnus had enough, he had to say something. "Now look here Jace Herondale," Magnus suddenly making the the small teen bounce. "I don't know what is going on, and I surely don't walk to know, but I don't want you of all people ruining my fantastic invisible day out, by moaning and groaning. If I wanted moaning and groaning I wouldn't of made myself invisible... You get me?"

"I'm sorry Magnus." Jace apologised, and it sounded sincere but, his cold sadness didn't show in his face -he was to strong for that. What? He thought. Jace looked very worried or - or something. Magnus didn't know he hadn't seen this emotion on a Herondale before in a long time. But, Jace and his earlier relatives were different. Like... like, William, he thought again. Magnus's stomach dropped and his throat went dry, and he run up to Jace with arms wide. And - and did something one warlock would never do...

...He hugged a shadowhunter.

"Don't be sorry, Jace. I should be." Magnus said warmly, and he felt a soft touch of Jace hugging back. "I should be sorry, and I am." Jace sighed as Magnus let go of him, and placed his hands on the shoulders. "Whatever is troubling you, I am here for you." He said to Jace as he looked at him straight in the eyes with his cat eyes.

TO BE CONTINUED...I PROMISE.

SO HOW DOES MAGNUS END UP IN JAIL? IDEAS? REVEIWS?

My favourite so far is...Mr Herondale

Hope you liked it.