Okay, so this is how these five stories are gonna go- five pretty short stories about Valentine's Day, from different characters's point of views. They are all on Feb. 14th, and all have the theme of love- and how much it can suck. Not that I have anything against love, I just think can cause funny situations.

This first one is Alec/Jace.


It was February the 14, a day usually filled with love and couples. But, in the New York Institute something else was happening.

"I'm sick and tired of protecting you!"

"Why do you even bother?"

Alec and Jace were fighting at a volume that shook the building. Hodge and Isabelle had long fled from the library, and Church had been missing since before the explosion had happened.

"Because if I didn't protect you, you'd throw yourself into the fights and be dead by now!" Alec yelled. The raven-haired boy was so frustrated with his blond friend. Jace attacked demons without abandon, and even if it worked sometimes, Alec would still have to drag Jace away from the fight, bleeding and broken, more often than not.

"Maybe I don't want your protection!" Jace hollered right back. "I can do fine on my own!"

"I refuse to find out that you died Jace!" Alec bellowed. "And if I could have protected you..." His voice broke, and he had to re-steel himself against the thought of Jace cold and lifeless. "I will not have that!" He roared after banishing the tormenting thoughts.

They were standing a few feet apart, fists clenched. The anger in both of them was frightening.

"Why do you want to protect me so badly?" Jace screamed. "Why bother?"

"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!" Alec's voice had never been louder, or so full of emotion.

Jace's expression would have been comical to Alec if the moment hadn't been serious. He looked as if Robert had just danced across the room in a frilly pink tutu. And while Jace was frozen, Alec was breathing hard, cheat heaving. After all the noise, the silence was deafening.

"What did you just say?" Jace whispered. Alec couldn't tell if it was in amazement or horror.

"Jace, I..." Alec, after screaming out what he had wanted to say for so long, had no other words to say.

The blond Shadowhunter closed the gap between them in a single, smooth movement. His amber eyes were shut, but it they had have been open, he would have been looking his adopted brother square in his azure eyes.

"Alec, please tell me-" The Wayland boy stared started.

"No, Jace I understand if you don't-" Alec interrupted in a stammer.

Jace's hand flew up and pressed against the taller boy's lips. The young Lightwood boy was effectively silenced.

"See, the thing is Alec," Jace whispered as he slowly opened his eyes, "Is that I do feel the same way."

Alec's heart stopped. "You're lying."

"I wouldn't lie about this."

It was Alec's turn to shut his eyes. He could smell Jace- it was his secret addiction. The real thing was so much better than the memories he had stored. And the scent of chocolate, mixed with the smell of steel and the seraph blades, lent a intoxicating sweetness. Alec was suddenly thankful that Hodge had wanted to teach his three students about mundane holidays.

The young Shadowhunters' breaths mingled, and Alec could taste the semi-sweet confection on his tongue.

Suddenly, the Lightwood boy's arms took up a mind of their own. Alec grabbed Jace's collar and pulled his body to his own. The blonde boy tilted his face up and their lips met. The bitter tang of metal spread along Alec's mouth and he shivered.

Night and day hair became entwined as the kiss intensified. Alec felt like his was dreaming- all of his fantasies seemed pathetic compared to this. He slid his hands from Jace's shirt to his hair, and roughly pulled the boy even closer.

"Alec," Jace panted against his friend. "I need you to tell me something."

"Anything." Alec murmured.

"What are three plants that can counteract demon poison?" He asked in a surprisingly clear and demanding voice.

Alec smiled; what a silly question to be asking. And how was he doing that? Jace's tongue was seemingly very occupied.

Suddenly, Jace was saying Alec's name. "Alec... Alec! ALEC!" He shouted angrily.

TWANG! Alec sat up with a start, shocked out of his dream. A small dagger wobbled in the desk, inches from where his face had been.

"Alexander, please pay attention." Hodge sighed as he put is arm back by his side. He paused, then signed even deeper. "Or at least stop drooling on the desk."