Traveling with Magnus had always been a deeply personal dream of Alec's. Just the very thought of being free from the condescending, judgmental eyes of his family was enough to put him in an extremely happy mood, highly irregular for the usually somber teen. It gave his mind a break from all the pretending, he felt as if he was finally free to be himself. No longer hiding the emotions he felt within, not needing to contain his lust for the warlock Magnus Bane. Traveling the world with Magnus also gave Alec's mind a break from the constant temptation of the forbidden fruit that was his stepbrother, Jace Lightwood.

Alec had been deeply in love with Jace for some time now. They had always been closer than brothers, closer than friends, they were parabatai. Warriors bonded together from the very beginning, pledged to give their lives for one another in combat. The fact that Alec lived and trained in the same house as him only made the temptation stronger. Of course his mother and father adopting Jace as their own step-son didn't help too much either.

On this trip Alec was determined to have a fantastic time, whatever the cost! Even if it meant being irrationally energetic, kissing Magnus in public, or even his worst nightmare, playing dress up with Magnus! No matter the cost this extended vacation was to be all about Magnus, whatever he wanted to do. And Magnus could think of some very outlandish things to do. He shuddered, then chuckled at the thought of Magnus and his antics.

Alec thought himself rather naïve to actually expect to board a mundane airplane with Magnus, not that he had ever been on one. He almost found himself looking forward to the opportunity to show how much he could get out of his comfort zone by having a nice long make out session with Magnus. Though nothing could compare to the boiling energy and nerves he had felt during his big "show" with Magnus in front of the Lightwoods and the entire conclave. No amount of embarrassment could ever even touch that day. He hated to admit even to himself that he was embarrassed of Magnus. After all, how could you tell the one that you loved with all your heart and soul that he should tone it down, that he could be a little flashy at times? Alec simply didn't have the heart for it. Plus, Isabelle had always chided him that he would need to be with someone flashy and exciting to balance out his own plain personality.

Alec also sort of secretly looked forward to the opportunity to feel normal, though that wasn't really possible with someone like Magnus. Magnus was the type of guy who got his cheap thrills from glitter, hair dye, and excessive amounts of hair gel. He was extremely flashy. However, at least mundanes would be used to, or even expect, him to be the way that he was. Gay. So, despite his almost longing to be trapped airborne in a plane full of mundanes, Alec was none too surprised to find a highly confident Magnus gripping his shoulder, kissing him breezily, and gesturing for him to step through the portal. "First stop, Paris, France!" Magnus exclaimed in a perfect French accent.