This will be a series of one-shots of anything and everything Malec. The chapters do not necessarily run together. The regularity of update will depend on whether or not I get ideas. Feel free to tell me if you have ideas or prompts. With that said, I hope you enjoy this first one! x


Alec Forgets His Birthday

As Alec entered his old bedroom at the Institute, he shrugged off his ichor splattered jacket. He made a noise of annoyance when a couple drops fell heavily onto the floor. It was such a chore to clean them off wooden surfaces. He then took off his shirt and pants, followed by his boots.

Barefooted and in his undershirt and boxers, Alec padded to the bathroom. He glanced at himself in the mirror. There were black specks on his cheek and his hair was dishevelled. He looked worse for wear. Jace had insisted they chase the Eidolon demon that had gotten away, all the way into the crowded subway station. Alec had reasoned it would be in vain as the demon would only shape-shift into a human and they wouldn't be able to tell anyway, but Jace was insistent. They'd scanned the crowd, squeezed through walls of bodies, been pushed and shoved around and even gotten pick-pocketed. Good luck figuring out how to use that witchlight, Alec thought.

He splashed water onto his face, scrubbing at the dirt. He rubbed his hands together under the cool running water and picked at the grime beneath his nails. He grabbed a face towel hanging over the sink and pressed the fuzzy cloth to his face. He didn't bother with his hair, they always do what they wanted to do anyway.

Walking to his closet, Alec grabbed whatever piece of clothing was left–most of his clothes were at Magnus'. He threw on the old sweatshirt and slid into his ripped jeans. He hadn't gone straight to Magnus' as the institute was nearer and he couldn't bear the stench of ichor mixed with alcohol which a stranger must have spilled on him when he wasn't aware. Alec absolutely hated that combination. Sin mixed with sin.

He put on his boots and exited the bedroom, walking down the empty hallway.

xxXxx

Alec lazily lounged on the seat of the mostly empty train heading to Brooklyn. It wasn't peak hours yet and he was thankful for that. He still glamored himself though, like he always does. He didn't appreciate vacant stares and inquiring eyes.

Alec arrived at his boyfriend's loft and swung open the door.

"Happy Birthday!" a collective voice sounded. Surprised, Alec pinched his eyes close on impulse. When he opened them, he saw the whole gang–Magnus, Izzy, Jace, Clary and Simon. They were all grinning, eyes fixed on him, anticipating his reaction.

"By the Angel," Alec breathed. "Today's my birthday?"

The crowd burst into laughter–save Izzy and Magnus. Izzy shook her head in disappointment while Magnus smiled weakly at Alec.

"I win," Jace said. He opened his palm in Simon's direction. "Pay up, Lewis."

Simon grumbled, reaching in his pocket and producing faerie money. Alec didn't know where Simon got faerie money but he had an idea what Jace would buy with them.

Magnus held an arm open. "Come here," he said to Alec.

Alec entered his circle of arm and Magnus squeezed Alec against his side. They all moved to the dining table. On it was a cake with colourful icing swirled around into an intricate design and the words written were 'Happy 19th Birthday, Alec'.

"Do you like it?" Clary asked eagerly.

"You made this?" Alec asked.

She nodded.

"I love it," he said, smiling at her.

"I made the icing," Simon said.

"Anyone could move a spoon in repeated circular motion, mundie," Jace commented.

"I'm just gonna let that one slide because you won't be able to call me that anymore soon," Simon said.

Jace lifted a finger. "You know what–"

Magnus cleared his throat loudly. "I think it's time for presents," he announced.

"Me first!" Izzy squealed. She grabbed a box from one of the chairs and thrust them at Alec. "It's from me and Simon."

Alec lifted the top off and inside was a dagger that had inscriptions on the hilt, sitting below the dagger was a T-shirt that said 'TOO COOL FOR SCHOOL' across the chest.

"Simon picked the shirt," Izzy muttered.

"I just thought you should show off your biceps more," Simon said.

Jace raised his eyebrows and nodded sagely in agreement.

"Ah… Thank you," Alec told them.

"Okay, this is from me and Jace," Clary said, handing him a wrapped box. He tore the wrapping and pulled out from the thin box a drawing of himself and Magnus and a compass.

"You can guess who gave what," Clary said.

Alec held the compass and eyed it. "In case you're lost without me," his parabatai told him.

"How thoughtful."

The sun had gone down, it was completely dark outside. The lights from other buildings could be seen clearly now. Suddenly the front door opened, allowing the voices of people–or rather creatures, Alec realised as he turned to look–to drift inside.

"The guests have arrived," Magnus said. It wouldn't be Magnus Bane party if the whole Downworld weren't there. "Don't worry," Magnus appeased Alec. "I won't put you on the spot."

Relieved, Alec let go of the breath he was holding.

The lights dimmed and music started playing. Soon, the whole living room was full to bursting with a vast variety of colour and physique of guests.

A bar had appeared out of nowhere and Alec's friends insisted that he drink even after he refused many times.

"Alec, Alec, Alec," they started to chant.

He gave in and downed the booze, feeling the burning liquid travel down his throat. They cheered and clapped.

Soon, the group of friends slowly dispersed as other guests traipsed between them. And Alec was slowly sucked into the dancing crowd. He could feel himself beginning to relax more. He was wedged between writhing bodies.

Then, he felt hands on his hips from behind. He turned and was greeted by a pair of glittering cat eyes. He placed his hands on the warlock's chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. The air felt hot and was filled with the staccato of upbeat songs. Alec rolled his hips and grinded against his boyfriend.

Magnus laughed. "You're getting better."

"I have a good teacher," Alec said over the music. They danced some more, moving and sweating. Then Alec asked, "Don't you have a present for me?"

"It's in the bedroom," Magnus replied. He brought his lips next to Alec's ear and whispered, "It's a closet full of clothes."

Alec chuckled. "Why does everyone think I need new clothes?"

Magnus pulled back to look down at him and grinned. "I know. You look so much better without them." Alec's heart skipped a beat. He coughed and blushed. He couldn't help it. And Magnus spoke, his voice low, "Happy Birthday, Alexander."


This was inspired by the song 'Life Of The Party' by Shawn Mendes. Kind of. I feel like Alec needs to listen to it idk. Check it out, it's a lovely song. Don't go without dropping a review!

Disclaimer: All characters belong to thy queen, Cassandra Clare.