A/N: This will be a one shot, in two parts, because I don't want it to be too long. Enjoy and review c:

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters written about here, nor do I own anything of Cassandra Clare's.

WARNING: May be upsetting, depending on the audience. Will deal with coming out, and reactions of the public to a gay couple. Do not read if homophobic, or uneasy with questionable content. Not meant to offend anyone.

Alec was pacing back and forth in the living room of the Institute, stopping ever few seconds to check how he looked in the mirror against the back wall, behind the couch. He smoothed out his hair, making it so it was just covering his left eyebrow, but not his eye. He resumed pacing. He was nervous. Magnus had officially asked him out. Alec knew something was happening between them, sure, be he had never expected Magnus to make that step, not with him, nor anybody. It just didn't seem like Magnus. He looked to the clock above the mantle. 6:55.

"You can do this Lightwood." He murmured to himself, taking a deep breath. He really liked this guy. It was scary for him. Unknown. He'd liked a guy before, but that, well, that was different. He had never openly been with a guy, been with anyone actually. It always happened around him, what with Isabelle going out with someone knew every couple weeks, and Jace bringing a new face the Institute near daily for the longest time- before Clary-, but he had never been the one nervous for a date.

Just as Alec sat down to collect himself, he heard a car pull into the drive, and his heart skipped a beat, his face turning a light shade of sea foam green. After a few moments, there was a light tap at the door. Alec jumped up, but made himself walk slowly to the door, so as to look calm, collected. Not at all nervous. With one more deep breath, Alec turned the knob on the door, and it creaked open.

There stood Magnus, looking down at his feet, only glancing up when he heard the door move. He looked amazing, his dark hair spiked up, the way it was at the party, but with red glitter instead of blue. He wore a tight fitting red dress shirt, with a dark black blazer and tie, to match his well fitted dark jeans and sparkly red boots. His hands were stuck into his pockets, but he quickly removed them to take Alec's hand and bow before him, kissing the top of it.

"Why, good evening my dear Alec." His voice was rich, and flowing. It filled the silence with a deep sense of confidence.

"H-hey Magnus." Alec looked away nervously, his face turning a shade of pink. Magnus smiled and gestured out to his car.

"Shall we?" Alec nodded and turned to close the door, pulling his arm away from Magnus. While his face was hidden, he took a deep breath.

You got this.

Alec turned back around, and smiled shyly at Magnus, as the man lead him to the passenger side of his car, opening the door for him, as well as closing it.

"…So, where are we going?" Alec asked after a moment of of driving, the only sound was the wind whooshing past the car. The streets were rather empty, due to the icy roads.

"Oh, nothing super fancy, I hope that's alright. Just a place I happen to like, and it's near by."

Alec simply nodded, not knowing what else to say. His face seemed to be a permanent shade of pink now, his nerves just not calming down any.

The drive to the restaurant wasn't too long, and had Alec known how close they were, he would have suggested they walk. It may be cold out, but for some reason, Alec just loved walking, it soothed him.

Once they arrived at the decided place, Magnus had to park a small walk away from it, due to the lack of parking paces around it.

"Uhm, Magnus it seems kind of busy…" Alec looked around nervously, not able to pick out which place they were headed. The only place on either side of the block that served any food, was a bar. Alec didn't like bars. Bars had dancing, and he certainly did not dance. He looked at Magnus with disdain.

"Ohhh no." Magnus grinned, noticing that Alec had caught on.

"Oh, come on darling, it won't be bad. It's a low key place. They even have tables!" Alec laughed humorlessly.

"Low key?!" There were people pouring in and out of the joint, laughing and falling over due to their drunkenness.

"Yes. Low key. Now hush darling and lets go. I'm hungry." Magnus took Alec by the arm and began leading him towards the bar, making to effort to conceal his intentions. Alec protested for a moment, but gave up right away, knowing it would make no difference, and didn't want to attract any attention to himself. This was nerve racking enough for him.

They entered the bar, and got their table. Magnus was right, it wasn't to bad. The people they saw outside must have all been one group, because there wasn't too much noise inside. Magnus, noticing Alec's speculations commented: There's a strip club upstairs, I told you, this specific place is low key." He smirked. Alec was dumbfounded.

"Are you kidding me."

"Hey, I said nothing of the surrounding establishments my dear." Magnus shrugged the conversation off, and glanced at his menu, no longer concerned with the matter. Alec shook his head.

What have I gotten myself into?

He glanced up at Magnus, and caught him looking out to the dance floor, and Alec was struck wordless. His face was completely carefree, just full of joy in watching the crowd sway to the music around them. His eyes were squinted slightly due to his smile, his cheeks rosy, despite his darker complexion. He was beautiful. A soft smile escaped Alec. No matter how weird this date turned out to be, he knew it was perfect.

Magnus glanced back over and caught Alec's eyes.

"What are you staring at?"

"N-nothing!" Alec jolted and looked down at his own menu, hearing a soft chuckled come from Magnus.

"Oh, alright." Magnus reached across their small table,and let his hand rest carefully on Alec's, testing his boundaries no doubt. Alec was stunned, but he didn't move. He felt his hand tingling under the pressure of the other mans, and he adored it. A small pit formed in his stomach, but it wasn't bad.

At least until he felt the burning sensation of someone staring at you. Many someones. Their table was off to the side of the place, with a couple others around them, all but one taken. The couples around them were all watching them, almost as though it was planned. Alec could hear the mutters over the music, soft and cynical. He hated it. Alec swiftly pulled his hand away, and smoothed his pants under the table, keeping his arm down. He saw Magnus frown for a moment and look away, glancing around.

"Alec…" Alec shook his head.

"Don't let them get to you."