9:08 PM

Alec sat on his couch reading a book but not actually reading it. He was thinking of many other things. He was thinking of this new home he had recently bought and how everything had changed over the past couple years. He was mainly thinking about his boyfriend, Magnus. His tall slender frame, his cat like eyes, his glitter…

Alec got up and went to the window, sighing. It was snowing really hard now. He could hardly see the road. He decided to make a cup of hot chocolate and put on a shirt so his goosebumps would go away.

As soon as Alec's hand reached for the hot cocoa packet, a loud ring echoed through his home. Alec walked to the door, picking up a blanket to throw around his naked upper half. He twisted the door knob to find a smirking Magnus at his door.

ALEC'S POV

"Magnus, what are you doing here?" I asked.

"I was going to watch a movie and I wanted to see if you'd join me. Some holiday classics." Magnus responded.

'I'm not even dressed"

"Then get that way"

I swung the door wide and let Magnus come inside.

"Make yourself at home. I'm going to get dressed, I'll be back in a sec."

I raced up the steps to my room and opened up my dresser drawers. I reached in and picked out a grayish blue plain sweater. I threw it on and noticed the small holes on the end of each sleeve and a tiny one starting to form on the bottom. "Oh well" I thought.

I looked at myself in the mirror and almost started crying. My hair is a total disatser. It is messy and all over the place. I try to sweep it down with my fingers but it does little to help.

'We are only going to his house, it doesn't matter." I think.

I put on my black boots and grab my gloves from my dresser and head back down stairs feeling ugly and ratty.

When I get down stairs Magnus stands up off the couch and looks me up and down. I feel my cheeks light on fire and I feel even more worried about the way I look than I did.

"What is he thinking. No, what was I thinking?! He is covered in the latest trends and glitter from head to toe and I am in a ripped old sweater with my hair looking like a tornado just blew threw it." I thought.

MAGNUS'S POV

As soon at Alec raced up the stairs I sat down on his couch, making myself at home. I picked up the book he was reading. He reads all the time. He is so smart and beautiful and he doesn't even realize it. I'm sitting here enjoying the warmth and I start to drift into wonderful thoughts about my boyfriend. His pale, smooth skin, his strong shadowhunter muscles, his colorful blue eyes, his-

I hear him coming down the stairs and I get up looking at the now glitter coated new couch. I don't look there long though, Instead I look at Alec. I take him all in, looking him up and down.

His black boots, his jeans, his perfect little sweaters with the holes in them. Oh how I wish he would never change out of them. His pink lips and rosy, blushing cheeks, his deep blue eyes, his hair. His hair. His hair. I wish I could run my finger through it right now and never let go. He has the most wonderful hair and lips and sweaters. He is perfect.

"Shall we?" I say, coming to put an arm around Alec. He just nods and nestles his head into my chest.