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^_^ I have been writing/editing that one for a while now and it's still not 100% done, but since it's Valentine's day I decided to post it anyway! Hope you like it~

Alec woke up feeling very warm, and more comfortable than he had ever felt before in his life. Still half asleep and with his eyes closed, he tried to roll around and get up, and realised he couldn't. An arm was draped over his shoulders holding him in place. He immediately opened his eyes panicking, and froze when he saw the High Warlock of Brooklyn sleeping soundly beside him, holding him close. 'It wasn't a dream…' The boy thought blushing brightly looking up at the man on whose chest he'd been sleeping, as the events of the previous night came back to him.

The night before…

Alec was lying on his bed at the institute after a tiring day. The events with the red-haired mundane-proved-to-be-shadowhunter, had taken their toll on him making him worry constantly, and he was dead tired but unable to sleep. However, there was something else on his mind too, worrying him even more than the mundane. A pair of emerald-gold cat eyes was stuck in his head since the day he first saw him. 'What's wrong with me?' He thought, sighing. 'He's just a man, why can't I stop thinking about him?' But that wasn't all. The Warlock's last words to him had been baffling him too.

"As for you… Call me."

'Did he mean it? He couldn't possibly… What would someone so gorgeous want with me?' He closed his eyes again and tried to empty his mind and sleep. Finally, after some time he managed to stop thinking as fatigue overtook him and he started drifting off.

Just then, a purple light filled the room and a shadow stepped, or better said, stumbled out of it. Alec jumped up immediately reaching out for his bow that was lying beside his bed and getting an arrow ready. He aimed it at the form, his heart beating rapidly, not expecting an attack inside the institute.

"Who's there?" He called, trying to keep his voice even, as the purple light disappeared leaving the shadow behind. Alec kept aiming at the figure, but didn't release the arrow, as, for some reason, he wasn't feeling threatened. A moment later, it stepped into a source of light revealing itself and he inwardly thanked the Angel he had waited.

"Magnus?" Alec whispered, his blue eyes wide, staring at the man.

"Helloooo gorgeous…" The Warlock grinned and the boy's eyes widened even more.

'Gorgeous?' He asked himself blushing involuntarily, wondering if he heard right. "Magnus… What are you doing here? I could have killed you!" He exclaimed leaving the bow aside.

"But you didn't." Magnus said nonchalantly ignoring the fact that he almost died and then gestured airily behind him, stating the obvious, and Alec realized what the purple light was. "I came through the portal."

"I saw that. But why?" He asked not understanding. His heart was still beating loudly in his chest and now he also had butterflies on his stomach. 'Why am am I so nervous?' He thought, deep down knowing the answer but denying it for as long as he could.

"The portal takes you where you want to go. And I really wanted to see you." Magnus said with devastating simplicity moving closer, and Alec flushed.

"W-why?" He stuttered. "Why would you want to see me?"

The Warlock looked at him, golden-green cat-eyes intent on blue ones. "Because ever since I first laid my eyes on you, I can't get you out of my head."

"What?" Alec asked incredulously, not believing it, but still dazed by the man's insistent look. "What are you talking about?"

Magnus covered his mouth giggling "breaking" the spell. "Oops. I didn't mean to tell you that! Please don't be intimidated!"

Alec raised an eyebrow surprised, as realization dawned on him. "Are you drunk?"

"Yes!" Magnus chimed swaying a little. "Ve~ry drunk!"

The Nephilim took a step his way immediately reaching out to steady him. "Hey. Come here, sit down, are you okay?"

Magnus smiled brightly at him. "You're so sweet! Beautiful and kind, that's an even better combination than dark hair and blue eyes! And I loooove dark hair and blue eyes!"

Alec was blushing even more now. "What are you talking about?" He muttered again placing a hand on the man's forehead to check his temperature. "You're mumbling nonsense…"

"It's not nonsense! It's the truth!" Magnus said, still smiling at him.

"A drunken mind speaks a sober heart…" Alec whispered and the Warlock giggled again.

"Exactly!" He confirmed and then muttered to himself. "Oh I really shouldn't drink that much after all. It makes me too honest… Or maybe it's because of you~" He playfully touched Alec's nose with his index finger.

The Shadowhunter was looking at him at a loss for words, not knowing what to do when the older man seemed to snap out of it, and turning his mesmerising amber cat-eyes on him with full force, once again, said soberly. "Alexander. Go out with me."

"W-w-what?" He stuttered, staring at him wide-eyed.

"I said, 'Alexander, go out with me.' " He repeated, taking his question literally, and then reached out, offering him his hand.

"Y-you, you mean, right, right now?" The boy mumbled, stumbling upon his words not expecting that at all. After all, he didn't believe the Warlock meant it before, when he told him to call him.

"Yes, right now. Do you have anything better to do?" Magnus raised an eyebrow knowing the answer to that already, and when Alec who was still stunned, remained silent, he added. "Come with me I'll take you to Paris… Or better… Venice. Yeah. I like Venice better." Magnus said to himself. "It's beautiful, I promise you're going to love it."

'Why would you want…? I don't get it…' He thought before coming to a conclusion that it was the alcohol speaking and ignoring the voice in his head that repeated his previous words.

'A drunken mind speaks a sober heart…'

He shook his head convinced the Warlock didn't really want this. "Magnus, you're not thinking straight… You drank too much tonight…"

"Of course I'm not thinking straight darling." He giggled. "That's the point."

Alec raised an eyebrow trying not to laugh, something that didn't went unnoticed by the Warlock who smiled like a Cheshire cat moving towards him with a seductive cat-like grace that made Alec blush and stare at him frozen again. He caught his arms and pinned him to the wall leaning closer. "You know…" Magnus whispered, and Alec could smell the alcohol in his breath, mixed with his intoxicated scent of sandalwood and burned sugar.

His heart sped up. 'Raziel, this man… His mere existence is doing things to me…'

Then Magnus moved even closer and Alec's train of thought shattered as he looked up, deep inside his emerald eyes. He was so close, the Nephilim could see the flecks of gold that were scattered around the cat-like slit iris. He was a breath away, now as he spoke again. "I wanted to do this since the first moment I saw you." He whispered, his voice a little hoarse.

"Do… what?" Alec managed to ask, still staring at him enchanted, unable to look away, almost forgetting how to breathe.

Magnus' hold on him tightened and he leaned to whisper in his ear, his hot breath making him shiver. "That." He said pressing his body against the Shadowhunter's who gasped softly but didn't try to escape. "I wanted to push you against the wall and kiss you and have my way with you until you are unable to think of anything but me."

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Sorry~~ I am an evil person! I will post the next chapter in a few hours! (Less than 10. Hang in there!)

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