Disclaimer: Only the fic is mine.
AN: I know Malec is canon and I adore them but this idea has refused to leave me. Unbeated.
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Alec let out a groan; he'd been tossing and turning in his bed for over an hour. It was obvious he wasn't going to get any sleep.
The events of earlier today kept replaying in his head, the summoning of the memory demon, the image of Jace being forced out of Alec, his greatest secret revealed.
Then Jace had been knocked out by the demon after Alec had freaked out and broken the connection.
If it hadn't been for him then Clary could've gotten her memories returned.
Clary, the one who had turned everything about their lives upside down, making Jace disregard the rules when he never used to be that way.
The one who held Jace's interest.
Alec hated all the emotions going through him especially the jealousy.
Nothing was going his way.
The Clave wasn't happy with him either.
Alec dressed in a black t-shirt, black pants, and black boots. Then he went walking around the institute.
It was the middle of the night and quiet, not many people were up and that was a good thing.
He was not in the mood to deal with anyone right now.
He found his way to the institute greenhouse.
He stopped as he saw Clary sitting in a grassy area staring out of a window.
The full moon bathed her in its light, almost making her glow, and her red hair seemed even more colorful.
Even though he didn't like her most of the time, Alec had to admit to himself she was attractive.
The only person he had ever felt attraction to was Jace, and he would only admit it deep down, a small one to the warlock Magnus Bane.
So why was he only now starting to feel these kinds of things?
And why to her of all people?
Just then she turned and saw him, she looked ready to speak.
"Sorry to disturb you, didn't think anyone else was up." He left before she could reply.
He was great at killing demons.
But pathetic at trying to be social to people.
The next afternoon he and Clary stood face to face, only the training sticks kept their bodies from touching.
Jace and Izzy had been sent off to visit the Seelies leaving him in charge of Clary.
Her eyes were blazing with heat from their training and trying to persuade him to go to her loft to retrieve a box.
He thought he could see something else in her eyes, something to do with him personally.
Alec was relieved when his phone rang. He tore himself away from Clary and the heated staring standoff.
He then got into an awkward chat with Magnus who then asked him out. Noticing Clary had vanished got him out of the call.
That woman would be the death of him.
Stubborn as hell and determined to get her own way.
You two are a lot alike. Izzy's words a day or so came back to him.
He didn't like her. He kept telling himself that over and over again.
Not at all.
