To say Alec was exhausted when he got home would be an understatement. Immediately when he walks though the door, he drops his hunting gear, letting it clatter loudly on the floor, and kicks off his worn black boots. "Mags, I'm home," Alec calls into the apartment. Instead of feeling a pair of warm arms enveloping him like he normally would, he is just greeted by a hungry mewl from Chairman Meow. "Magnus?"
Walking further into the apartment, Alec looks around. There isn't a sign of the glittery warlock in the living room, their bedroom, or any of the guest rooms. As Alec heads to check the kitchen, a little ball of white fluff rubs against his legs. Sighing, he picks up the tiny cat. "Alright, Chairman, I'll feed you. Magnus probably went out to see a client or and left a note in the kitchen and I guess he forgot to feed you." Pushing back his worry that Magnus ran off with someone far more interesting than he, Alec heads to the kitchen, the Chairman purring in his arms, only to be met with the best surprise of the day.
Magnus, leaning against the marble counter, is smirking and holding up what look to be two concert tickets and a backstage pass, its partner already hanging about his neck. "Alexander Gideon Lightwood, how would you care to come to an Adam Lambert concert with me...tonight." It wasn't really a question as Magnus already knew the answer but he waited for Alec's response anyway, holding out the other pass and a single ticket.
With speed he didn't expect in himself, Alec rushes forward and snatches the glittery ticket and bedazzled lanyard from the warlock's hand. "H-How did you get these?! He was completely sold out!" A part of Alec began to feel guilty, worrying if his boyfriend stole them like he often did with takeout and his furniture, but that part was swiftly kicked into a corner by the fanboy inside of him.
"Don't worry, I didn't steal them from some poor unsuspecting Adam fan," Magnus says, practically reading his young boyfriend's mind. "I have connections. So they are completely legal. Aaaaand if you haven't noticed, front row." He chuckles as Alec's eyes widen even more, if possible, and can practically see him resisting the urge to jump like a kid on Christmas. Did Shadowhunters even celebrate Christmas? Magnus had no idea.
"You are the best boyfriend ever!" Alec exclaims before all but tackling Magnus into a searing kiss.
_MALEC_
Magnus cannot remember the last time he saw Alec this excited for something. He didn't even protest when Magnus had forced him into a tight black shirt and black and electric blue leather pants. Alec even let the warlock put a dusting of glitter into his hair and black eyeliner around his eyes. Alright...maybe he protested a little at the eyeliner but the point is that Magnus still got it on him. Now they are waiting for the show to begin and Alec is talking animatedly about how much he can't believe they are there. In all honesty, it's quite adorable.
When the lights shut off the people scream, knowing what is coming. The screams get louder and more manic when the stage is lit with red lights and fog starts pouring off of it. Alec has a tight hold on Magnus' arm which would have been painful for the warlock had it not been for the joy he got in seeing his love so unbelievably carefree and excited. Alec couldn't restrain himself and was bouncing on the balls of his feet and shouting when the leading man of the evening came out not 10 feet from the blue-eyed boy. Adam looks their direction, catching the eye of a certain glittered warlock who sent a smirk and a sideways glance at the Shadowhunter at his side. Adam subtly nodded, passing a wink back to the previously mentioned boy who blushed faintly, mouth slightly agape.
