A/N: Finally getting back into writing again thank God. Haven't uploaded Concrete angel unfortunatly. I've started a story called 13 Reasons Why. Based on the book of course but Malec. This story however is loosly based on:

The Sharpest Lives By: My Chemical Romance

If I crash on the couch
Can I sleep in my clothes?
'Cause I've spent the night dancing
I'm drunk, I suppose
If it looks like I'm laughing
I'm really just asking to leave

This alone, you're in time for the show
You're the one that I need
I'm the one that you loathe
You can watch me corrode like a beast in repose

Alec throws back another shot. He leans against the girl next to him. "And that," he announces. "Is how I lost my first tooth." The mundane girl stared at him in shock, never having expected this when the drunk boy had asked if he could tell her a story. "You're brother hit you in the face with the handle of a.. what did you call it?" "A Seraph Blade," He informs her. "You mundies don't know what those are, but just think.. glowing sword." She looks at him blankly. "Are you part of some cult?" Alec laughs bitterly. "I guess you could call it that."

He waves over the bar tender, ordering a margirita. Once he has it, he looks over at the girl. "Wanna dance?" Now. Alec is gay. But just like straight people can turn a little gay when they're drunk, so is it the other way around. Or maybe that's just off the thought, he realizes he just would do anything to get everything off his mind. He had been doing anything. He could feel himself slowly corroding, doing things he never would have done before. Drunk Alec is much different than sober Alec. Alec is rarely sober anymore though.

He went demon hunting drunk, visits his family drunk, trained drunk. The liquid that felt like fire going down his throat is a wonderful distraction. As are the other habits he had picked up. He is ashamed of those particular ones once the alcohol wears off, but drunk Alec doesn't care.

"Sure," the girl, Tala.. Taryn maybe, said now wary. Alec leads the way onto the dance floor. Soon, they're dancing closer than could ever be considered publically acceptable. Bodies brush against theirs, heat radiating off in the way that happens when humans are compacted close together. "You look miserable," Tala maybe Taryn says suddenly. "What?" He asks, confused. No girl or boy he had danced with yet had said something like that. They'd definitly tried to get him in bed, but none had expressed any concern in his wellbeing.

"You look miserable," She repeats. "You've looked that way all night. What's wrong Alec? Why are you here?" Alec feels kind of guilty when he realizes she had gone through the trouble of remembering his name. When he doesn't say anything, she grabs his hand and pulls him back through the sweaty bodies, this time towards the couches in the corner.

Once they sit, she turns to face him. "I can tell you're having no fun. Somethings wrong. That's why you're here and drunk off your ass, isn't it?" Alec scowls. "No," he says defensivly. "Mhm.." She narrows her eyes. Alec holds her gaze as long as he can before he looks away. And when he does, he wishes he hadn't.

You couldn't miss him. Not with the sequins on his shirt reflecting light all over the room like a disco ball. Magnus Bane was five feet away, making out with what looked to be a vampire. Alec and Tala/Taryn hadn't been being that loud. Magnus must have not heard his voice. But when Alec starts laughing in a slightly crazed fashion, Magnus turns with wide eyes. Alec stands. "Guess I was just in time for the show huh? I probably won't ever see you again. Imma go." He keeps laughing as he walks away towards the bathroom.

MPOV

Magnus meets Alexander's eyes, still the same bottle blue they've always been but glazed over, when he hears the boy's laughter. It wasn't the soft, beautiful laugh he was accustomed to though. It was disturbing and very concerning. His exboyfriend didn't look to good. And he had disappeared.

Magnus stands, accidentally knocking the girl who he had been kissing off her possition halfway on top of him. "Sorry," he spares her an absent minded glance as he debates whether he should go after Alec. He finally decides he probably should, if only to be a good person. The sound that was just coming out Alec's mouth would haunt him forever. It was so broken while tinged with a bit of insanity. Who knows what he was going to do.

Magnus realizes the boy must have gone into the restroom as he goes in the direction the boy had went. It was hard to tell for sure, but it was as good a start as any. He pushes the door open and there he is. Alec. The boy who betrayed him. The boy he missed so much. The boy he had been trying to get off him mind. The boy he had been aching to see. And here was, laughing so hard he was crying on the floor of a club bathroom, obviously drunk.

"Alexander?" He takes a cautious step towards the Shadowhunter. "Magnus?" Alec looks up at him. If he was surprised to see the Warlock he wasn't showing it. "Can I ask you a question?" "Um.." Magnus' eyebrows furrow, not expecting that. "I suppose so." "How do you do this? How do you bare losing everyone you love like this? What keeps you breathing?" Magnus leans against the wall, considering his answer. The question severly worried him though. What had happened since the last time he talked to the blue eyed boy?

"I just.. keep going I guess? I don't really know," He admits. "Alcohol helps." Alec's eyes turn bitter. "So I've found." "What's going on?" Magnus kneels in front of him, not seeing what harm it could do. Whatever happened, Magnus doubted Alec would remember it in the morning. Alexander closes his eyes and Magnus instantly misses them. He hadn't seen them in so long. "Everyone's gone," Alec says after many long minutes. Magnus had been beginning to think he wasn't gonna respond.

Everyone? "Everyone?" He voices his thoughts. Alec takes a shaky breath. "Yes. Everyone. The war.. Sebastian apparently wasn't satisfied with just taking my little brother." Magnus feels a lump in the back of his throat. Jace, Isabelle, Maryse, Robert, Clary, Simon.. they were all dead? And Magnus hadn't even known. He thinks of his little biscuit. Of Jocelyn the first day she brought Clary to him. Memories of all of them come back and he has to look away from Alec.

Magnus' eyes are back on him pretty quicky though with the Shadowhunter says next. "Ever just not want to do it anymore?" "W-what do you mean?" "Life," Alec seems to absentmindedly play with the hems at the edge of the rips in Magnus' jeans. "Don't say that," Magnus says sharply. Alec jumps, not thinking that was how the Warlock was gonna respond. "Why not? I'm just talking. You didn't have to follow me." Magnus sighs, aggrevated. "It's not that I don't want to hear you speak Alexander. I.." Magnus takes a deep breath, trying to calm down and find words to say.

"Magnus. I don't know if I -can- do this anymore," Alec whispers before he can continue. Suddenly, he stands. "Sorry, I know you don't care. I'm not trying to dump all this on you. I'm sure your girlfriend is waiting on you. I'm leaving anyway." Magnus feels his heart jump a little at the prospect of Alec leaving after what he just admitted. With the state he's in, after everything that happened. Maybe he had been wrong, he had thought Alec had moved on. He guessed seeing him with that chic.. erm.. what's her name had just snapped him finally or something.

"In what world do you believe that I'm letting you walk out of here with out me after what you just said?" Alec opens his mouth to speak but Magnus shakes his head. "I'm bring you to my place tonight, at least till you sober up." "I don't need a babysitter or your pity.. It's really none of your business what I d-" "Be damned it isn't," Magnus glares. "I'm not having it on my concious that I let you walk out of here just to find out you jumped of Brooklyn Bridge tomorrow. Plus.."

Magnus doesn't know why he does it, but suddenly he is placing a soft kiss on the lips of the distressed boy before him. "I care about you Alec. I don't want anything to happen to you. Please. If only for the night, please." It was only in that moment that Magnus noticed that Alec was wet, probably from the rain outside. He was skinnier then he remembered and paler. His lips were chapped, but still soft. And he kinda looked like a drowned puppy in that moment. "Okay," he finally surrenders. "Are we leaving now?"

Magnus nods, helping him off the floor. "Yeah. Did you wanna say goodbye to your friend?" He bites his lip. Alec shakes his head. "No, I'm good. Do.. you wanna say goodbye to yours?" "No. I'm good," He copies Alec's wording. Alec seems to relax a little bit more. Magnus had been right. He wondered if they could ever make things right again. He didn't think that was the first thing on Alec's mind when his family just died.. but maybe one day.

Before long Magnus had managed to get the stumbling Alec up to his apartment, both now soaking wet. He'd have to find the Shadowhunter more clothes before he got sick. "Stay right here," he says, placing the shivering boy on the couch. He goes to his closet, trying to find something that wasn't to to much. He manages to find a black tank top thing. It had rips of the side but it was the most Alecy thing he owned. And it was nothing like anything Alec would ever wear. He does how ever have some just regular grey sweatpants.

"Here," he tosses the clothes to the boy once he was back in the living room. "Go change before you catch a cold." Alexander examines the clothes handed to him just as Magnus had expected him to. He had never cared much for Magnus' taste in fashion. What he didn't expect however was the odd request that came next. "Do you have anything with long sleeves?" Magnus gives him a strange look. "No. I donate all my winter clothes once it's over." Alec frowns. "If you're cold, I can get you a blanket," Magnus offers. "I think I'll just stay in these clothes."

Magnus looks him over. "Well. One. You're simply ruining my couch cushions. Two. No. I'm serious about you getting sick." "But-" "Alec," He runs a hand down his face. "Please. Just stop arguing with me and go change." "Fine," Alec mutters.

By the time Alec was out of the bathroom, Magnus was already changed and sitting on the couch with a blanket in hand. He smiles at the boy, offering the yellow quilt to him. It was the one they used to sleep with when Alec lived here. Magnus took it off the second they broke up, but he couldn't bare to get rid of it.

Alec carefully manouvers around the couch and sits beside Magnus before the taking it and wrapping it around his entire body. Magnus glances at the thermostat. It wasn't that cold in here, was it? He sighs, turning on the t.v.

You'd think the situation would be awkward. His drunk exboyfriend, huddled in a cacoon beside him. But no. It felt almost normal. Magnus looks down at Alec. His head was nearest to him, his feet outstretched the other way. He finds himself running his fingers through the damp ebony hair that was so familiar to him. Alec jumps at first, but them relaxes even more than before and lets it happen. He was glad he was helping the boy calm down from his slight state of hysteria earlier. Alec looked so tired, he hoped he got some sleep soon.

Alec didn't though. He lie there, cuddling into Magnus' hand and just staring off into space. This went on until whatever movie they were pretending watch went off. "Alexander?" Magnus whispers. "Hmm," The boy looks up at him, broke out of his daze. "Arn't you tired?" Alec shrugs. "If you are, you can go ahead and go to sleep." Magnus shakes his head, "I'm fine." He rubs Alec's cheek gently with his thumb and Alec smiles weakly. "Why are you doing this Magnus?" "Doing what darling?" He asks, though he's sure he knows what Alec means.

Alec shivers slightly, at what Magnus wasn't sure. There's no way he was still cold that tightly wrapped in that blanket. "Acting like.. like we never broke up or something." Magnus swallows. "Maybe.. maybe because I wish we hadn't.." He says so quietly, he didn't know if Alec would even be able to hear him. Alec bites his lip though, a sign he was thinking. He'd heard.

"If niether of us want to be apart from each other.. why are we?" Alexander sits up, keeping the blanket around him the entire time. "We made stupid mistakes," Magnus shrugs, but his breath catches ever so slightly at Alec's words. "Do you think you'll ever be able to forgive me?"

A/N: This will be a two shot. Tune in next time. This was never meant to be a two shot. I'm just tired.