A/N: Inspired by the Thai-Filipino movie Suddenly it's Magic. It's such a cute movie. (So much feels!) Oh, Simon and Jace are gonna be gay in this drabble/one-shot thingy, k.


Magnus Bane, a Thai actor and heartthrob, took a vacation in New York City. Pretending that he was sick (he was actually sick of his job, but whatever), he told his manager to cancel all his appointments and whatnots for the rest of the month. Of course, his manager knew that he was merely faking sickness and simply let the public know that he was sick. Now his fans were praying for his health to recover.

Anyway, not only was he sick of his job. He was also sick of his co-actress, and ex-girlfriend, Camille Belcourt (she wasn't Thai, she was just orphaned and raised as one)—who, by the way, cheated on him with one of her bodyguards. Or whatever the shit that guy was.

Magnus sighed, cautiously glancing around as he stepped into a small bakery. He felt lingering stares on his back, and Magnus hoped that they weren't any of his fans. He wanted a getaway from his fame after all.

So he went up to the girl in the blue shirt, who was ogling him not-so-slyly, and asked, "Do you know me?"

The girl, surprised and confused, shook her head. "No."

"Good," Magnus said. He wished that his accent would disappear, but only practice could get rid of it. Perhaps he should speak English more. The girl continued to watch him as he made his way on a seat near the windows.

"Simon," Jace whispered, peeking behind the counters.

Simon pushed his glassed up his nose as he carefully placed the cupcakes behind the glass. He had to make it perfect. It should be perfect, so they could sell more.

"Psst, Simon!" Jace whispered-yelled. And Simon, still in his little world, ignored Jace.

"Siiiimon," Jace whispered once again. This time, Simon sent him an annoyed look.

"What, Jace?" he asked, exasperated.

"Look at that guy."

"No."

"Why not?"

"I already have a boyfriend."

"Shut up. Eric's ugly. But that guy . . ."

"Stop it. You should try your matchmaking powers on Alec. He's been down lately," Simon sighed, sweeping a glance at their friend, who was smiling warmly at the customers.

"Don't you know? His asshole of a boyfriend dumped him for some kinky, horny, little ass bit—"

Simon scowled. Whoever hurts one of his girlfriends would go down. And they would go down hard. "Let me at that fu—"

"Shh, Alec might hear!" Jace covered Simon's mouth. "Look, we'll plan that cheater's death later. What we have to do now is to get Alec to notice that Asian boy over there."

"How are we going to do that?" Simon asked. When he found Jace smiling instead of replying, Simon followed his gaze. A corner of his mouth lifted up. "Oh." The Asian boy was already looking at Alec and eyeing him. And Alec was making his way over to the counter. He sat on the stool and sighed.

"What?" Alec asked his friends, raising an eyebrow. He was completely unaware that his friends were watching the Asian boy-customer, who was walking towards the counter.

"Oh you know, nothing." Jace wagged his eyebrows. Simon smiled innocently.

"Excuse me," the Asian boy said, sitting a stool away from Alec. Alec kept his gaze on his friends. "May I have a cupcake?"

"That would be two dollars and ninety-three cents," Jace replied. Magnus nodded and glanced at Alec, smiling in a friendly manner.

"What cupcake would you want?" Jace asked the Asian boy.

Magnus turned his gaze on the golden-haired boy. Wow, he's good-looking too, he thought. "The vanilla one, please."

Jace swore that his heart fluttered. Damn it Alec, if he asks for your number, go give it to him you idiot. He hoped that the look he sent Alec would create a path for this telepathic thought.

Finally, Alec glanced to his left and caught the Asian boy staring at him. He restrained the urge to bite his lip and merely smiled shyly.

Oh whoa, Magnus thought. His smile was just . . . "Do you know me?"

"Excuse me?" the beautiful boy asked, blinking in bewilderment.

"I guess not," chuckled Magnus. Though he thought that his fame would come in handy right now, he would rather not have that interfere with his private life.

"Was I supposed to?" asked the boy with the blue eyes.

"It's nothing. Never mind." Magnus smiled warmly at the boy. Even though the boy with the blue eyes was only wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans, he looked breathtaking. Maybe it was his pale skin, or his dark hair, or his beautiful blue eyes. Jace handed Magnus his cupcake and Magnus handed him a bill.

Magnus took a bite and wondered why the beautiful blue eyed boy was staring at him in anticipation as he ate the cupcake. But while he was eating the cupcake, he tasted . . . something horrible. Something he couldn't even describe. He spit out the cupcake and the beautiful blue eyed boy looked worried.

"This tastes horrible!" Magnus exclaimed.

The beautiful blue-eyed boy gaped in shock and scowled at him. "What are you talking about?"

"This—this cupcake—it tastes horrible!"

The pretty boy took the cupcake from Magnus's hands and sniffed it lightly. He sent him a furious look and moved off the chair. Magnus watched him curiously as he took cupcakes from the tiny bit of customers in the shop and chewed on it, getting icing all over his chin and jaw and nose, and he kept on exclaiming, "There's nothing wrong with it!" until he stopped and started choking.

Immediately, the customers started calling for help, even the two guys by the counter, and Magnus rushed to help save the blue-eyed boy. He helped him take the lodged piece of cupcake out from his throat and ended up getting a slap in the face.

The blue-eyed boy rushed out of the shop, and Magnus called out, "By the way, I like your eyes!"


A/N: Didn't mean it to be this long! Sorry guys!