Magnus was used to waking up, alone, only to find his lovely Shadowhunter cooking breakfast for him. What Magnus was not used to was his lovely Shadowhunter cooking breakfast...while dancing. Alexander Gideon Lightwood, the unknowingly sexy yet shy, Shadowhunter extraordinaire, had a small Ipod clipped the the hem of his sweatpants and was dancing freely to whatever music he was listening to.
Never had Magnus seen a sight so wondrous; as the whole time the two had been dating, Magnus was never able to coax the awkward Shadowhunter onto the dance floor, even when they were alone. Now he stands, leaning against the entryway, watching his boyfriend dance.
Unaware of his audience, Alec sways his hips and shakes his head from side to side, his hair whipping across his closed blue eyes. Sliding across the marble tile floor with the grace only a Shadowhunter can possess, he crack 6 eggs into a bowl, whisking them to a smooth consistency, then sliding back with a push of his leg and an outstretched arm to the stove to pour them into a pan. Magnus licks his lips, a smirk forming, as Alec rolls his body, his hips snapping forward on each roll.
When Alec turns around to grab a spatula from the edge of the counter, he finally notices the older warlock's cat-eyes gleaming at him. With a shriek, or a very manly cry of terror Alec will later refer to it as, he drops the spatula and rips the headphones from his ears, entire face scarlet. "M-Magnus...! W-What are you doing up so early...?!"
"Well the bed was cold by myself. But I must say, that show you put on warmed me up very nicely." Alec started sputtering incoherently, searching desperately for some excuse or rebuttal, but the warlock cut him off. "Now I have been trying to get you to dance for years Alexander. Just what were you listening to that could make you move like that?" Before Alec could protest, Magnus snapped his fingers and the boy's light blue, Magnus had given him it as a present, Ipod was in his hands. Looking at the screen, Magnus couldn't suppress the laugh that bubbled up within him. "Adam Lambert?! Alec, you listen to Adam Lambert?!"
Snatching back the small musical device, Alec turned it off and set it aside, his blush not faltering the slightest. "S-So...? His music is really good...a-and-" Alec stopped himself, chewing on his lip and looking away.
"And what, Alec?" Magnus stepped forward, his arms wrapping around the shorter boy's waist and pulling up to him. "You think he's hot?" Alec scoffed at this but still didn't look at him. "If that's it Alec, I promise I won't get jealous...OK maybe a little but that's all."
Shaking his head, Alec lifted his head to look up at his caramel-skinned boyfriend. "I was going to say he sort of reminded me of you..."
Instead of looking upset or even smug, Magnus just smiles softly at his young boyfriend. "I'll take that as a compliment. I'm still surprised that you're a fan of his though. Is it just a passing fancy?" Taking the blue device, he starts flipping through the playlist, eyes widening the deeper he delves. "You have every album of his on here, Alexander! How did you not tell me?!"
Before Alec has the chance to answer, his cellphone goes off and he knows just what that means. "That's Isabelle. I have to go. See you later." With a quick kiss, Alec is dashing to the bedroom to get dressed then out the door for an early morning demon hunt. Magnus smiles, deciding to cancel or reschedule his clients for the day and start on a personal vendetta to surprise his beloved, starting with a quick fire message and a portal.