It was Tuesday evening, and it was cold. By cold, it was actually around 17 degrees and so pretty warm, but Alec was cold. He was sitting, alone on a sun lounger, just out of sight of anyone at the hotel bar. He loved Tenerife, always had, and was trying to enjoy this holiday with his sister Isabelle, her idiot boyfriend Chris, and their roommate Jace. The nights were hardest however; everyone was with someone and trying to get him a date too, but Alec was happy to be in his own company. He always had been.

Alec suddenly realised he was no longer alone. There was a man with jet black hair, that seemed to have purple tips, staring at him. Alec stared back, bewildered having been lost in his thoughts, as the man asked him how he was.

"Erm.." Alec mumbled. "I'm fine."

They both continued to stare as one another. Alec wondered why this man had escaped the night time entertainment at the hotel bar - maybe he too enjoyed taking a step back to take in the evening.

"My name is Magnus" the man said, his voice sounding soft and velvety in the night time air. "And you are…?"

"Erm…" Alec stuttered again. "Me? I, um, my name is Alexander?"

Alec mentally scolded himself for ending his answer like a question. He stared at Magnus, still confused on why this man was talking to him in the first place.

"Alexander" said the man, "how lovely to meet you".

Alec continued to stare, continued to be confused.

"Are you waiting for someone" enquired Magnus, gesturing to the empty sunbed next to Alec.

"Erm.." Alec cleared his throat. "No I am not. Just sitting alone thanks".

"Ah, that sounds like I am not welcome to join you then?" asked Magnus, raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow. He sat down anyway.

"So Alexander," Magnus began "if you are not waiting on someone, why are you out here all alone?"

Alec wondered where this question was going, trying to decide if the context was malicious, or just general wonderment. There didn't seem to be any malice in Magnus' voice; he seemed nice, as far as nice strangers went.

"Just sitting," Alec finally answered.

"Hmm," Magnus answered. "Apologies if I am wrong," he continued, "but I think you and I may have a few things in common. If you are interested, I would love you to join me for a drink."

Alec gasped. What was this Magnus implying? He wondered if Chris had set this man up, to annoy him. But then a small part of him wondered if he should say yes. Magnus was beautiful, anyone could see that, but he was also clearly gay, and that scared Alec, despite the fact that he knew he was into guys.

"No thanks," Alec finally answered. "I am not interested."

Magnus stared at him for what felt like forever; it felt like he was trying to see into his soul.

"Ok, sorry I was mistaken." He looked disappointed. "If you change your mind, I am in apartment 214. Feel free to stop by, just for a drink, nothing more."

Magnus stood up, smiled at Alec, and walked away.

Alec let out the breath he didn't realise he had been holding. He stood up, trying to adjust his shorts as he realised he had a hard on. He started in the direction of the bar. If he was going to go up to apartment 214, he was going to need a few shots first.