Okie, here's the second one. And yes Jisha, its Malec. Thanks a billion, HeronFrayWood for the song idea; I didn't need to stitch it into the theme, it fit quite perfectly. I owe you buddy!

Also, I take this opportunity to recommend Gia1802, HeronFrayWood and blue-glass-boat to my frugal audience as some pretty amazing authors. Other personal favourites of mine include Paradoxing, rippingbutterflywings, Flyinger123 (I think that's the spelling), Haybell, magicandsparklez, spikeyhairgood, TalesBeforeMales and Beach50. Be sure to give 'em a shot guys.

Presenting, this fic! Malec stitched together by Shawn Mendes (pun intended)


Got a feeling that I'm going under, but I know that I'll make it out alive if I quit calling you my lover and move on.

Alec stared at his phone. During the week after Magnus had broken up with him, he had spent nearly every waking moment hoping the glittery warlock would call him. He craved to hear that voice, craved it like a thirsty vagabond did water in midday in a desert. Every day, he saw Jace with Clary and Isabelle with Simon, and their happiness oozed out of them and hit the hollow in his chest like waves to the seashore. He'd called and texted Magnus for all he was worth, practically groveling at his feet, all for nothing; not once had Magnus replied, called back, or even picked the call. Not even one damn time.

With a sigh, Alec got up. Taking his phone with him, he left his room and walked to the training room. Back when Jace had thought Clary to be his sister, he listened to a certain song in repeat. Alec played it on repeat now as he walked to the centre of the room and began warming up, beginning with a few simple stretches.

I thought that I'd been hurt before

But no one's ever left me quite this sore.

Your words cut deeper than a knife

Now I need someone to breathe me back to life

Alec stretched, twisting and bending his body as his need to vent needed him to, as his hollow heart needed him to. He moved in synchronization with the music in an awe-inspiring warriors' dance. He pushed his limits, the physical pain slowly, but steadily, overpowering that of havocking emotions. This pain he knew, this pain he could handle. This pain was good pain. This pain would let him get some sleep at night, instead of lying awake staring at his phone.


Magnus was just leaving the infirmary. He had come to the Institute to check on Jace's Heavenly Fire. Or that's what he wanted to believe. But, try as he might, he did want to meet a certain raven-haired, blue-eyed boy. Magnus shook his head, he couldn't think that way or he'd cave. He couldn't afford to… was that he heard from the training room? Magnus followed the sound.

Needle and a thread,

Gotta get you out of my head.

Needle and a thread,

Gonna wind up dead.

Magnus saw the last person he wanted to see, yet the one he yearned for the most. Alec had finished warming up and now held a sword in his hand, swiftly flowing from one posture to another. He swung his sword in an arc before quickly flicking his wrist, decapitating the dummy's arm, before kicking it and delivering the death blow. He then moved to the next dummy. All throughout his eyes remained tightly shut. Unable to help himself, the warlock let a blue spark to dance between his fingers.


When Alec finished, it was dark outside. On his way back to his room, he caught sight of blue glitter on the wall of the corridor. He couldn't believe it, but he wanted to. It was too good to be true, but God let it be true. It would break him if this turned out to be a hallucination. He reached out to touch it. For a brief moment he felt the sting of Magnus' magic underneath his fingertips, familiar from the time they had spent together. Then, all too soon, the glitter scattered like fallen leaves after a strong gust of wind, taking the words, and the last of his strength with it as Alec fell to the ground on his knees.

Aka cinta kamu, Alexander.


And that's a wrap for this chapter. There's a Wessa planned out, because I can't abstain from that ship. I'll legit go down with it. What I do need is help! What songs would be good for Jessa and Harry/Ginny?

Do review, it means a lot. Even a fistful of words with your opinion will suffice.

Merci beaucoup, bonne journee and Be Bubbly!