I own nothing but my OC Iri (pronounced Eerie)
As we stood in front of the door to the warehous buliding Magnus lived in, I released some of my built up excitement by alternatingly bouncing back and forth on the ball of each foot. I felt someone's hands on my shoulders trying to hold me still. I glanced up and behind me to see Jace. "You're so fidgety," He commented. "You're making me nervous."
"I am not nervous." I said, catching his enunciation on the word 'me'.
"You are too," he argued, taking his hands off of my shoulders. "Just because you think Magnus is hot." A smirk spread across his face as my cheeks grew warmer.
"I do not!" I retorted, "Besides, he's..." I left the end of the sentence hanging.
"So, he can still be sexy." Isabelle chimed in.
"True.. but-" I started. I was interrupted by Magnus' voice on the intercom, "Come on up," he said cheerily, buzzing us in.
We all walked up the flight of stairs and Jace knocked loudly on Magnus' apartment door. Not even a second later, Magnus threw the door open. He was wearing a pair of silver leather pants and a dark violet shirt that was criss-crossed with silver chains. His cat eyes shone in the moonlight, and his eyelids shimmered from the glitter. A smile lit up his face.
"Greetings Shadowhunters!" He welcomed us enthusiastically, "And fellow downworlder." He nodded to Simon. "Come in! Come in!" He gestured us into the doorway with a sweep of his arm.
I was the last one to enter; right behind Alec. I tried to hide a small grin as Magnus shamelessly threw his arm around Alec's shoulders and gave him a quick peck on the lips. I could tell that that Alec was still a bit uncomfortable with the public display of affection, but Magnus seemed pleased. Alec wiped at his mouth, trying to rid it of silver lipstick and glitter. "No, leave it," MAgnus urged, "You could uses some." I giggled.
Magnus looked behind him, and his smile widened when he saw me. "Iri!" He yelled, delighted. He took his arm from around Alec and wrapped it around my waist, going on about how wonderful the party was going to be.
Strangely, when I moved to New York from Seattle to stay with my cousin Clary, Magnus and I had become close friends. I don't know why, but we got along quite well from the first time we met. I think Magnus took a liking to me because of my flamboyant style.
We walked through the hallway to his loft where music was already booming out of the speakers. It was a song I didn't recognize even though I helped him make the playlist for the party. I glanced up at him and cocked an eyebrow.
"The faeries wanted their own music," he explained, "They insisted it be played," He rolled his eyes. "Don't worry, it's safe to dance to; all the songs are remixed."
"Okay" I chuckled.
I felt something soft and warm rub against my bare leg. I looked down and saw Chairman Meow. I bent down and picked him up. "Hello sweetie," I said in a baby voice. "Happy Birthday."
He purred and nuzzled into the crease of my arm as I held him close. Glitter twinkled from his sleek fur. The silver zig-zags stood out from the bright white of his fur. Magnus had tied a sparkly, blue bow around his neck.
"Oh, don't you look so pretty? Yes you do!" I babbled in the same tone. The cat gave a happy 'meow' and jumped down from my arms. He strutted out of the room, seeming very much like his owner.
"Must you speak to him in such a patronizing tone?" Magnus scolded from behind me.
"Yes, I must." I strode over to the group of Nephilim (and Simon) over at the snack table.
The other guests had begun to arrive. Jace radiated cockiness as a pretty pixie girl with green skin walked by him. He winked at her, and Clary smacked him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and chuckled. I rolled my eyes and strolled over to Alec, who seemed completely out of his element.
He stood there uncomfortably, with his arms crossed over his dark-sweater-clad chest. "Why aren't you dancing?" I asked, bumping my hip into his.
"Alec, here, 'doesn't dance'," Magnus said in a really good impersonation of Alec's voice.
"Just not in front of people," Alec argued.
"So, what? Do you dance around your room all by yourself?" Jace contributed to the conversation. That got us all laughing. Alec couldn't come up with a reply, so he just scowled at Jace, his cheeks tinted red with a blush.
We stayed after the party to help Magnus clean up. Apparently he "found it cheating to use magic to do ordinary things." We all knew that was a complete and utter lie. I think he just wanted to see Alec longer.
Everything was relatively clean- except for the random piles of dust on the floor, which may or may not be vampires- so we stood around BSing. Magnus still had the music playing softly in the background, and I began dancing when one of my favorite songs came on: "If I Had You" by Adam Lambert.
As soon as I put my arms up in the air to do a little dance move, Simon decided to squeeze my sides.
I admit it, I'm a little ticklish... okay, a lot ticklish. After Simon discovered my weakness, he took every opportunity to exploit it. A squeak escaped my mouth, and all eyes turned to me.
I whirled around to face Simon and gave him a deadly glare. He just stood there smirking.
All the other Shadowhunters knew about my Achille's Heal, but they still found it funny whenever I squeaked, or was rendered helpless by their tickling fingers whenever one of them got exceptionally bored. Even Alec had helped Jace pin me down and make me squirm on a couple occassions.
Magnus, on the other hand, had no idea, so he seemed very intrigued. "What was that?" he asked, a grin stretching across his face.
"Our little Iridian here is veery ticklish," stated Jace, who strode over to where I was standing.
As he took slow, deliberate steps toward me, I backed up at the same pace. Unfortunately for me though, I stepped back right into Alec, who had disappeared swiftly and silently from Magnus' side. He quickly had my arms pinned behind me, despite my stuggles. He was gentle enough not to hurt me, but his grip was strong enough to keep me from escaping, which was exactly what I was trying to do.
Jace stopped right in front of me, an evil smirk making its way to his face. "Jace, no!" I warned.
"Or what?" he was inching his fingers closer to my sides.
I was still trying to free my arms from Alec's restraint. "I'll bite you!"
"Can you bite me and laugh at the same time?"
I opened my mouth to reply, but I couldn't think of a rebuttle.
"Let's see, shall we?" with that, he dug all ten fingers into my sides, eliciting a pealing squeal from my lips.
All I was able to do was twist a little and jump up and down, cause Alec's hold was not giving. "Jace-s-s-s-" I sputtered, "Sto-hahaha-p!"
"I thought you were gonna bite me," he teased; his fingers danced along my sides.
"I ca-hahaha-n't" I leaned back into Alec who gave a little chuckle.
"Oh, really? So, I could just keep this up all night then?" his left hand moved down, and he began lightly pinching my waist.
"Not unless you-huhu wa-haha-nt me-hehe to die."
"Now, we don't want that," Magnus spoke up. With a twitch of his index finger, Jace stopped tickling, and Alec let go.
"Thank you, Magnus," I breathed.
"You're welcome, dear. The High Warlock of Brooklyn would like to get some sleep, so I will need all of you to skidaddle." he said bluntly, "Except you, Iri. You will be staying for a sleepover."
"Uhm, I- okay." I was a bit baffled, but it's not the first time this has happened. "I don't have my stuff."
Magnus snapped his fingers, and a bag filled with some of my clothes, including pajamas, and some of my toiletries appeared at my feet. That never ceased to amaze me.
"Thanks," I chuckled.
As everyone was leaving, Magnus was telling Alec goodbye. "Don't give me that look," I heard him say, "I'm long overdue for some girl time."
I laughed. Even though Magnus was bi, the sleepovers weren't sexy or anything of that nature. They were, as he said, "girl time".
After he reassured Alec like he always does, he closed the door behind him and joined me. "You should go put your pajamas on, and I will pull out the bed for you."
"Okey dokey," I said, grabbing my bag and heading into the bathroom. I changed into a black cami and dark purple boy shorts. I then gently washed the foundation off of my face, not worrying about the heavy eyeliner which I thought looked cool when it smudged overnight.
As soon as I exited the bathroom, I stopped short. Because standing on either side of Magnus were Jace and Alec. Jace had a smirk on his face that worried me immensely. Alec looked too innocent. And Magnus was grinning at me, a spark in his glowing eyes.
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