Malec's First Date Lying to Jace had been easier than Alec had expected to. Since his parabatai had found out he and Clary were siblings that Jace never wanted to do anything, not even chase demons, something that once had been what would light up his golden eyes as if they were on fire.
When Clary had first come to the Institute, Alec had hated her, like he had never hated anyone before. And that hatred had just increased when Clary had proved herself to be able to see through him - to be able to tell that he was in love with Jace.
But now, as Alec made his way to the Botanic Garden of Brooklyn, he found himself wishing that Clary could provide Jace with all the love he knew she felt for him. It hurted Alec to see his parabatai like that, almost as if Jace's pain was also his own pain.
However Alec's thoughts kept pushing him towards something else - someone else. He was going on a date with the High Warlock of Brooklyn. It was Alec's first date ever and he had no idea what he was supposed to do - he nearly called Magnus to cancel it, afraid he's just ashame himself, but his will of coming was stronger.
When Alec got to their meeting place, he was ten minutes earlier. He decided to sit on a bench, as he stared at the purple waterlilies. He didn't last longer than a minute on the bench though - he was too nervous -; he stood up and paced.
Then he heard a voice.
"Nervous, are we, Alexander?"
Alec jumped and turned around, just to find his date grinning back at him. Magnus aproached him and kissed him softly on his lips. Alec didn't even move, although he wanted to, when Magnus drew back; he wanted to pulled him closer.
Magnus was wearing a tank-top with one of his fancy suits, which stragenly looked like normal clothes on him, not formal at all, but still made Alec blush - he was wearing his gear as he hadn't really remembered to dress up.
"You can call me Alec, you know? Everyone does." Alec said.
Magnus liked to say that he hated when Alec put himself down, but in fact, he loved it. How he just hid beside, trying not to draw attention over him, but Magnus had grown tired of dramatism, and had learned how to notice the details. Alec was that detail that made everything better.
"Are you emplying that I'm as ordinary as 'everyone', Alexander?"
Alec felt his cheeks burning and he said nothing.
Magnus sat on the bench Alec had felt too nervous to sat on, and stared at their refletion in the water. A few minutes later he watched Alec's reflection sit by his side, on the backrest. Even when they were sitting, the Nephilim had to be different.
"So what do Raziel's children do on dates," Magnus asked. Years of experience made no difference when it came to dating, and Magnus hadn't wanted things to work out as much as he did with Alec for a long time now - the experience Warlock was just as nervous as the young Shadowhunter. "Do you like kill a demon together and then drink its blood?"
"We're not vampires," Alec said, sounding ruder than he had wanted to. "And demon blood burns us." He tried to correct himself.
Magnus cocked and eyebrow to in his direction - both of them were descretely looking at each other through their reflections. Magnus liked the way Alec observed him slowly, stopping in some spots every once in a while, but then realizing what he was doing, blushing and looking away.
"It was a joke, Alexander." Despite his reproval, Magnus sounded amused.
"Oh," Alec let out. And after a few seconds, "I don't know. Izzy just makes out, I guess. At leass that's what she says she does." He seemed quite uncomfortable talking about his younger sister. Magnus wondered if it was because he felt ashamed for having less experience than her. To the warlock's perspective, that made him even more attractive - to know that he had been the darked's haired boy's first kiss.
"Well, I'm not that easy. You want a kiss, you have to own it."
Alec knew Magnus was provoking him, and on the opposite to all the other times someone had provoked him, Alec liked it.
"What do you suggest then?" Alec said.
This time, Magnus looked straight at the boy's blue eyes and Alec found himself moving his eyes away from the lake, and glancing back at those unique cat's eyes. They seemed to glow brighter in the dark, as the warlock gave him a cocky smile.
"Well there's always this amazing lake, just standing here, with this amazing flowerish smell. It kind of asks to be swimmed on, don't you think?" His voiced grew excited as he spoke.
Alec gave him a startled look.
"Are you serious?"
That's when Magnus stood up and took out his suit's jacket, laying it on the bench then. Then he took Alec's hands, lacing his fingers on the boy's and pulling him out of the bench. Together, they started walking towards the water, but Alec stopped just before they could reach it.
"Just give me a second." And went back to the bench, took out his belt and some weapons he had hid on his black jeans. Alec looked down at himself, as if checking if he had forgotten anything and then shrugged as he made some decision in his mouth, took out his shirt, and came back to join Magnus.
This time was the warlock who looked at him startled.
"Are you serious?" He said, on a perfect imitation of Alec's voice.
The Shadowhunter's pale skin shone under the moon light, contrasting with his rune marks. He was bitting into his lower lip.
"You never know when you might need your weapons."
Magnus shook his head, smiling at himself. Then, unexpectedly, he dived into the lake. A few moments later, he emerged. His clothes were clinging to his skin, outlining his muscles, as he looked at Alec, invitingly.
Alec did not hesitate, he dived as well, feeling the cool water on every pore of his body. When he emerged though, he was closer to Magnus than he had thought, despite the water he felt his body as a living flame.
He had only enough time to ask a question before the warlock's hands were on his naked waist, and his lips pressing hard onto Alec's lips.
"Have I owned it yet?"
When Clary had first come to the Institute, Alec had hated her, like he had never hated anyone before. And that hatred had just increased when Clary had proved herself to be able to see through him - to be able to tell that he was in love with Jace.
But now, as Alec made his way to the Botanic Garden of Brooklyn, he found himself wishing that Clary could provide Jace with all the love he knew she felt for him. It hurted Alec to see his parabatai like that, almost as if Jace's pain was also his own pain.
However Alec's thoughts kept pushing him towards something else - someone else. He was going on a date with the High Warlock of Brooklyn. It was Alec's first date ever and he had no idea what he was supposed to do - he nearly called Magnus to cancel it, afraid he's just ashame himself, but his will of coming was stronger.
When Alec got to their meeting place, he was ten minutes earlier. He decided to sit on a bench, as he stared at the purple waterlilies. He didn't last longer than a minute on the bench though - he was too nervous -; he stood up and paced.
Then he heard a voice.
"Nervous, are we, Alexander?"
Alec jumped and turned around, just to find his date grinning back at him. Magnus aproached him and kissed him softly on his lips. Alec didn't even move, although he wanted to, when Magnus drew back; he wanted to pulled him closer.
Magnus was wearing a tank-top with one of his fancy suits, which stragenly looked like normal clothes on him, not formal at all, but still made Alec blush - he was wearing his gear as he hadn't really remembered to dress up.
"You can call me Alec, you know? Everyone does." Alec said.
Magnus liked to say that he hated when Alec put himself down, but in fact, he loved it. How he just hid beside, trying not to draw attention over him, but Magnus had grown tired of dramatism, and had learned how to notice the details. Alec was that detail that made everything better.
"Are you emplying that I'm as ordinary as 'everyone', Alexander?"
Alec felt his cheeks burning and he said nothing.
Magnus sat on the bench Alec had felt too nervous to sat on, and stared at their refletion in the water. A few minutes later he watched Alec's reflection sit by his side, on the backrest. Even when they were sitting, the Nephilim had to be different.
"So what do Raziel's children do on dates," Magnus asked. Years of experience made no difference when it came to dating, and Magnus hadn't wanted things to work out as much as he did with Alec for a long time now - the experience Warlock was just as nervous as the young Shadowhunter. "Do you like kill a demon together and then drink its blood?"
"We're not vampires," Alec said, sounding ruder than he had wanted to. "And demon blood burns us." He tried to correct himself.
Magnus cocked and eyebrow to in his direction - both of them were descretely looking at each other through their reflections. Magnus liked the way Alec observed him slowly, stopping in some spots every once in a while, but then realizing what he was doing, blushing and looking away.
"It was a joke, Alexander." Despite his reproval, Magnus sounded amused.
"Oh," Alec let out. And after a few seconds, "I don't know. Izzy just makes out, I guess. At leass that's what she says she does." He seemed quite uncomfortable talking about his younger sister. Magnus wondered if it was because he felt ashamed for having less experience than her. To the warlock's perspective, that made him even more attractive - to know that he had been the darked's haired boy's first kiss.
"Well, I'm not that easy. You want a kiss, you have to own it."
Alec knew Magnus was provoking him, and on the opposite to all the other times someone had provoked him, Alec liked it.
"What do you suggest then?" Alec said.
This time, Magnus looked straight at the boy's blue eyes and Alec found himself moving his eyes away from the lake, and glancing back at those unique cat's eyes. They seemed to glow brighter in the dark, as the warlock gave him a cocky smile.
"Well there's always this amazing lake, just standing here, with this amazing flowerish smell. It kind of asks to be swimmed on, don't you think?" His voiced grew excited as he spoke.
Alec gave him a startled look.
"Are you serious?"
That's when Magnus stood up and took out his suit's jacket, laying it on the bench then. Then he took Alec's hands, lacing his fingers on the boy's and pulling him out of the bench. Together, they started walking towards the water, but Alec stopped just before they could reach it.
"Just give me a second." And went back to the bench, took out his belt and some weapons he had hid on his black jeans. Alec looked down at himself, as if checking if he had forgotten anything and then shrugged as he made some decision in his mouth, took out his shirt, and came back to join Magnus.
This time was the warlock who looked at him startled.
"Are you serious?" He said, on a perfect imitation of Alec's voice.
The Shadowhunter's pale skin shone under the moon light, contrasting with his rune marks. He was bitting into his lower lip.
"You never know when you might need your weapons."
Magnus shook his head, smiling at himself. Then, unexpectedly, he dived into the lake. A few moments later, he emerged. His clothes were clinging to his skin, outlining his muscles, as he looked at Alec, invitingly.
Alec did not hesitate, he dived as well, feeling the cool water on every pore of his body. When he emerged though, he was closer to Magnus than he had thought, despite the water he felt his body as a living flame.
He had only enough time to ask a question before the warlock's hands were on his naked waist, and his lips pressing hard onto Alec's lips.
"Have I owned it yet?"
(I will be putting the names of the ships in the Chapters so you can pick the ones you want to read).