Magnus' POV
Poor Alec. He wore a black shirt, black jeans, and black boots. It's his first time vacationing at a tropical resort. He has never been anywhere that's really hot all year round. It takes a lot to make a Shadowhunter sweat since they're used to working their bodies past the breaking point on a daily basis. But Alec was sweating. And it's even worse cause he's wearing all black. Finally, he said something.
"By the angel Magnus why did we have to come here? it's a hundred degrees out," he complained.
"Well you wouldn't be so hot if you wore regular clothes," I told him. Seriously, when I said we were going to Mexico did he think it wouldn't be 30 degrees every day?
"These are my regular clothes. Minus my seraph blade and bow and quiver." He said a little too loudly, and some mundanes heard and looked at us in question. I just grabbed Alec's arm and walked to the middle of the lobby where no one could hear us.
"Ok first, weapons are not clothes. And second, keep your voice down. Mundanes have already noticed you as 'not normal'. And third, stop being a Shadowhunter for a while, ok? We're on vacation, be normal." I said in a low voice.
"If you haven't noticed, where I grew up this is normal Magnus," he said stating the obvious.
"Ok well, you're going to be a different kind of normal for the week. So we need to get you out of those clothes. Did you pack any shorts?" I asked him curiously. He looked dumbfounded.
"I don't own any shorts. If you got hot in the summer you would suck it up and keep working. It's just how Shadowhunters are." Alec argued. Well, at least I can magic up some new clothes for him.
"Yes, yes I know. If anything hurts, use an iratze. If you're hot, suck it up. If you like a warlock, propose to the next woman you meet," he scowled at me when I said that. " I get it, its wrong for Shadowhunters to complain. But right now you can. So we are going to check into our room, change then go down to the pool and relax. So if you could just act normal for a few minutes I can go do that. Okay?" I asked, my eyebrows raised in question.
"I'm going to go sit over there until you're done. And if any mundane touches me I'll break their nose. Deal?" He said agitatedly.
"Deal" I replied and I walked over to the concierge hoping that no one will get close to him. But when I was trying to check in the man who was 'helping' me was an ass. He was rude and unhelpful. I lost my patience and started to argue with him, which got Alec's attention. I stared in shock as Alec stood up and walked over toward us. I thought he was going to punch the poor man but instead, he asked where the bathroom was. Then he walked over and into the men's washroom. He emerged about 10 seconds later and walked over to the front desk again. But this time he walked right through the middle of a family taking a photo.
And no one noticed. Was glamoured. I was so confused. Until he hopped over the front desk and to one of the computers. Then I understood what he was doing and stopped arguing with the man. He was checking us in. After a minute he moved away forsook the computer and nodded in my direction. All we needed was the key cards, well I could open the door without them but I needed them anyways.
"I believe we are already checked in sir, will you please check?" I said trying to muster all the politeness I could. And of course he did, the look of surprise on his face was priceless.
"I'm so sorry to inconvenience you, sir, it seems that you are already checked in. You are in villa 1313, here are your keycards. Enjoy your stay." He said apologetically.
"oh, I will," I said staring straight at Alec. He lightly pushed the man on the shoulder before walking back over to the washroom. When he emerged he wasn't glamoured anymore, he walked over and slipped his arm around my waist.
"you are the best," I praised as we walked toward our villa.
"I try," he replied smugly.
When we reached our room the first thing Alec did when we walked in was flop on the bed. I snapped fingers, then collapsed down on the bed beside him. " there, unpacked" I sighed.
"You changed my wardrobe, right?" Alec mumbled into the bed.
"All your shirts are now a dark blue, dark green or gray. You have shorts that are all navy blue or denim and you have 2 pairs of jeans. I also got you 2 bathing suits assuming that you don't own any, a pair of black sneakers, and sunglasses that are blue. I also put your bow and quiver, seraph blade and dagger in the closet, and their glamoured." I finished with a deep breath.
"Thanks" he sort of grumbled. I sat up quickly and patted Alec on the back.
"C'mon time to get up, it's the morning and I have a full day of relaxing planned for us," I said cheerfully as I opened one of the dresser drawers and pulled out clothes for Alec. He had rolled over on the bed and sat up a bit. I plopped the clothes down on his chest and went to go get my own.
"Put those on. Oh, and don't wear underwear underneath the shorts," I told him. When I turned around he had a look of 'seriously' plastered on his face.
"Oh just do it," I pleaded, and he finally got up and walked over toward the bathroom to get changed. What a shame he's behind closed doors. When he finally emerged from the bathroom he was holding a pile of clothes which I quickly sent back to Brooklyn with a flick of my wrist. He was stunning. The tight gray shirt outlined his biceps and abs, and the blue shorts hung loosely around his waist. And his hair was a half-contained mess, which made him look even more handsome. All the girls here would no doubt develop a crush on him within a few days. I'm not sure if I should be jealous, or glad that I'm the one who has his heart.
Glad. Definitely glad. "Magnus?" a voice asked. I then realized that I was staring.
"Sorry, I was just thinking about all the girls that will have a crush on Mr. Sexy over here," I said with a playful grin that made Alec blush. If Alec wasn't gay I would be more serious about girls having a crush on him, but I'm not because Alec's not interested in them.
"Well they can have a crush on me but I doubt it will work out for three reasons. I mean one, they're mundanes. Two I'm...gay." He said 'gay' as if it were a bad word.
"And three?" I asked, my eyebrows raised. Instead of answering he crossed the room one long stride and pressed his lips to mine. It was soft and slow, only our lips touching. When Alec finally pulled away he rested his forehead on mine, our breaths mixing.
"And three, I already love a handsome warlock," He whispered, and a stupid grin played across his face. "And shouldn't I be more worried about you? I mean you're a bisexual warlock that likes to drink and party. And you're pretty handsome in my opinion." Alec said teasing.
"Well if I was to sleep with someone that's not you tonight, I would be pretty drunk," I fired back. Alec scowled at me.
"Well if you're going to get really drunk, you're going to do it with me in this room where there are no pretty girls or attractive guys, well not including us. C'mon, let's go," he said gesturing to the door. And we walked down to the pool together.