A/N- Okay, so its me again. :) I was close to not giving up exactly, but not posting because i wasn't really sure of this chapters quality. Then I let my best friend in the world read it, (akistar1216, read her story if you are any kind of manga lover) and recieved a swift kick on the ass. So if you like it, review and I'll post more! :D If not, then i will continue writing, but probably ot posting. So if you want more, be sure to review. Also... Always expect semi- long AN's from me... I talk too much. ^^

Magnus rolled over, burying his head beneath the covers, as he tried to block out the insistent brightness of the sun. He did not want to wake up.. He was possibly having the best dream of his life.

Alec's hands wrapped around Magnus's waist from behind, the warm length of his body pressing into his back. He kissed the side of his neck gently, hands resting just out of reach of where Magnus needed them, teasing him. The delicious torture being almost as bad as the fact that Alec's body pressed against him, lean and firm.. But Magnus wasn't allowed to touch.

Magnus opened his mouth to beg, needing-

-And he sat straight up as the loud braying of his alarm clock filled the room. He scrambled to shut the damn thing off then he winced, dragging his hand through his hair as he took in too many unpleasant sensations at once. His mouth felt like cotton, and his head pounded as if he was being repeatedly hit in the head with a sledgehammer.

He scrambled to turn off the overly loud alarm clock before it started braying its sadistic laugh at him again, and padded into the bathroom to get ready for school.

As he stripped in the bathroom of the house he rented with a few of his best friends, he pondered the events of the night before. For a few moments he relived the exhilaration of dancing that he almost never let himself enjoy, the pounding beat of music as it spread through his veins.

Then he relived the way desire had curled low in his belly, and he groaned. He could remember every sensation of the way Alec's mouth felt on his, the want that had made him truly lose his mind, for the few seconds he could afford too.

He leaned against the shower door, squeezing his eyes shut as he searched within himself to find the calm that had always leveled his head, always made him reliable, even when others of his age weren't.

Magnus acknowledged his fear of his desire, didn't shy from it. That had never been his way, he was afraid of losing control with Alec, so even as close as they were.. He didn't know if he could afford to take that next step with him.

Determined to put Alec out of his mind, he stepped into the shower. Wincing as the ice cold water pelted his overly sensitive skin.. But he made no move toward the warm water, taking the small punishment as he knew he should.

God how he hated that word. The small word that had dictated his life since he was barely an infant. He 'should' do this. He 'shouldn't' do that. And in every way, that word had ruled his life. He thumped his head on the shower wall, eyes closing, before flashing open again. He wanted Alec. Badly. And at this moment, he wasn't quite sure why he couldn't have him.

He let a grin spread across his face. Now that he had a sketch of a plan inside his head, he felt lighter. Happier. Like something he couldn't have ever imagined before this.

So Magnus stopped. He didn't worry about his class, he was making a perfect score in there anyway. He simply stood under the water, until he felt like moving. For once he was determined to go after what he WANTED.

Not because he 'should' want Alec. Not because he 'shouldn't'. But because he simply…Did.

Glowing with purpose and unadulterated joy, Magnus finally stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist as he moved through the house enjoying the silence. He went straight to his room, because he really didn't want to risk being walked in on by any one of his roommates. They were gone for now, but they were all Very forgetful, he wouldn't put it past them to forget something then barge in on him mostly naked. An experience he never wanted.

Moving gracefully, Magnus stepped into his room, dropping the towel and then sauntering over to the dresser as he pondered what he wanted to wear, his back to his bed.

"Ehm… Magnus?" He heard from behind him, his eyes widening as he turned his neck, but carefully not his hips toward his bed where the sound emanated from.

"Alec..? What are you doing here?" He asked, shocked.

"…Simon let me in. Can we talk?" He heard Alec murmur, and then he felt almost physically the hot sweep of his gaze as it ran over his partially revealed chest, back, ass and thighs.

"Sure… but can I get dressed first?" He murmured to his best friend.. And the object of his desire.

He barely hid a smile when he saw Alec blush.. He really didn't know why. Alec had seen much more of him over the course of his friendship. He really shouldn't be nervous.. But he was. And Magnus loved it. It made him feel wanted.. It made him feel in control. Most of all, it gave him confidence.

"S-sure.." Alec muttered, this time the stuttering timid one. Magnus didn't quite manage to hide his smirk.

"I'll see you in the living room in a minute Alec… And then we can.. Talk." Magnus murmured, loving the way Alec's flush deepened.

He smiled as he watched Alec move out the door, making a painstaking effort to keep his eyes off Magnus's body, but not quite succeeding.

Magnus grinned, turning back to his dresser with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Now. To find something to wear that would keep Alec's eyes super glued to him all day…