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Chapter 7: Special Someone

I'm in my room. With Jace holding my head and I'm looking directly into his eyes. We're sitting on my bed and we're counting. We're still counting and his eyes are still holding patience with mine. It's only eight in the morning and I woke up to another seizure and I don't remember Jace coming in and he was already holding me.

I breathe. I try to breathe and I know I'm wrong when I thought the pain that came after would lessen through years. They don't and I think of Max-

"You're alright?" Jace's calming voice is like anchors. They pull me up and they're strong and I know he's the only who can help Max when I can't. I never want him to be alone.

I nod my head, still not trusting my own vocal chords and he let go of my face slowly. I push down the nausea that follows and I swallow hard. Two knocking on my door and Isabelle walks in without consent. I still love her.

"Morning, ladies." She greets us and I think it was the look on my face that gives away and her smile was gone in a blink. I hate that. I like to see her smile. I look away and I get up from my bed and walk over to the window.

"Another one?" She asks; her voice suddenly careful and low. I take a deep breath and I let it out slowly. My fingers are still shaking when I turn around to face my siblings and they're looking at me like I'm made of clay.

"I'm fine." I tell them and they trust me. They always do.

"So," Isabelle move closer and she stop right next to Jace, beaming at me and I wonder what happened last night. "What would you like for dinner? Mom and dad aren't coming home tonight."

"You're cooking?" Jace looks at her and he had that absurd look on his face and I'm somewhat feeling a horror creeping up my bare arms. I love my sister but cooking is just not meant for her. I hope she meets a good guy who can cook.

She snorted and I can't help but frown at that.

"We haven't even had breakfast yet and you're talking about dinner? Where's Max anyway?" Jace look over to the door and I look as well.

"Max is still in the bathroom." Isabelle shrug and she's still looking at me. "What would you like for dinner, Alec?"

I think something was up with her and I don't know what it is so I say,

"Why don't you two decide the menu and I'll cook for you?"

Her expression instantly changes to one that makes me feel very terrible if I knew what it was meant for. Jace looks at her and he's gaping, like something just make sense and I'm still in the blur.

"Dammit, man. I forgot." Jace let out and I points at him.

"Language."

"You forgot too, don't you?" Isabelle says and I feel like I was being accused of something. And I don't even know what it is.

I look to the door to see Max walking in and he too is smiling. Although the kind of smile he gives me is different from the ones he gives Jace. They had too much effort directed at me and I don't blame him.

"Good morning, Alec." He says, walking straight at me and his head barely reach my shoulder but he put his arms around my waist and I'm a box of puzzles.

"Happy birthday." He pulls away and it all clicks in my head. Jace is trying hard not to laugh and Isabelle is clearly annoyed with me. And I know exactly the reason why.

"I told you." Jace says in between chuckles and Max looks confused.

"You promise you won't forget your birthday this year." Isabelle says in frustration and I won't condemn her. She's just being sweet and nice and my sister.

"He forgot that as well." Max chimes in when he seems to understand the situation.

I don't remember when, clearly I'm bad at remembering my own birthday but I think I stop caring about it since Isabelle was born and I remember each one of their special dates excluding mine. They always remember today though and I remember when I was seventeen, Isabelle kept reminding me that the next day would be my birthday. And still I woke up forgetting about it.

"You're unbelievable." Isabelle says.

"More like impossible." Jace says and I waited for Max to say something but he was quiet. He sits down next to Jace and they're all looking at me, waiting.

"Here's the deal," Jace pipes up when he see me not making any decision in a short split second, "we'll prepare for you the surprise that we always do," he drags every word making it sound like he was talking to a ten years old but I listened anyway, "and you will bring that special someone for dinner with us tonight. How about that?"

They all know. I don't know how but when I told them about me, when I told them there is someone and it's a man they were all so prepared I was taken aback with their reactions. Isabelle smiled and Jace laughed and Max just stood still, being Max. I know I'm lucky to have them although I question myself all the time; am I good enough for them?

They didn't wait for my answer.

"That's a great idea." Isabelle says, suddenly smiling a lot wider.

"Wait, who's this special person you're talking about?" Max asks Jace and he grins at me.

"You'll meet him later." He says, still grinning at me.

Isabelle then drags the boys out and they scurries away from my room in an instant. I'm left alone with an important mission.


"So you're telling me," Magnus's index finger touch my nose and I'm a thousand years happy, "your sister and brothers has invited me for dinner?"

I nod. I didn't tell him it's my birthday.

"What about your parents?" He asks and I gulp.

"They're at work." I don't think I'll ever tell them about Magnus and that thousand years just depleted into seconds. I am forever guilty of myself and those around me. I know for sure Magnus deserves a lot more than me but I can't imagine myself letting him go when I'm this close to him.

"Alright." He says and I'm filled with cherry blossoms again.

"Really?"

"You need to stop playing hard to get, you know." He kisses me on my nose and I smile. How could I not be an idiot for him?

"What am I going as, by the way?"

"Jace said you were that special someone."

"To him or to you?"

To me. You'll always be to me.

"You still remember the place, don't you?" I change the question and I know he notice it but he just smile and I fell apart even more. Can you imagine small splinters breaking into millions more? That's me. I'm nothing.

"I think so." He says and I nod.

"Great. I'll see you later."


Max got to the door before I did but Isabelle came out of nowhere just so she could grab the knob and flung them straight open.

Magnus is a view to behold.

I know that because Max is stunt and Isabelle is still trying to form words and I try my best not to really look at him. Because among all of them, I would be the definite loser and now isn't the time.

"Hello." Isabelle finally speaks and I smile at her sudden increase in pitch. Magnus brings his hand forward and she takes it the way how we're taught to do; smooth yet potent.

"You must be Isabelle." Magnus says to her and then his eyes look at Max. "Maxwell, right?"

Max nod and he didn't correct him. They shake hands as well and I'm so nervous by the side I think my siblings won't even notice me standing there if Magnus hadn't speak.

"Evening, Alexander." He smiles at me and I'm torn between smiling back at him and keeping my act for my siblings. I'm a mess.

Time seems to move so slow for me when I know we're all sitting at the table, Magnus by my side and we're eating. I'm a working automaton that keeps feeding my head with overloaded theories and unwarranted thoughts.

I hear my sister talking with Magnus and I'm still dead in my chair. And then Jace decided to interfere and they're all talking and I'm still waiting for my head to work again.

"How long have you known Alec?" The question hadn't surprise me to much extent but it came from Max and it does something to my heart. I really want to believe that I still have a space in his life.

Magnus looks at me and I swallow hard.

"We met when I was twelve." I say and they're all silence, even Magnus. I look at them and they're all looking at me. I touch the corner of my mouth in case I got something and then I look at Magnus and he's staring at me.

"Shut. Up." Isabelle speaks and I'm frowning at her for the lexicon.

"Your parents hired me to babysit him back then." Magnus tells her and I'm still glaring at her but she didn't seem to notice. I wonder what was so surprising.

"So you've been seeing each other since then?" Jace looks at us and I blink so much my head hurts.

"No." Magnus shook his head and let out a small laugh and honestly, I can't count how many petals are fluttering in me. I want to ask them to just keep quiet and let Magnus finish his food but I'm too well aware of his presence beside me I'm rendered speechless. I hope no one gets hurt tonight. Mostly, I hope they won't get hurt tonight.

"That would be illegal." Max suddenly says and I look at him and he promptly lowers his head. God, I'm a monster.

"Indeed it is." Magnus smiles at him and he looks between me and Max and I don't know what he's seeing.

"You haven't asked me any question. Aren't you curious?" Magnus asks Max and he brings his head up slowly again to meet Magnus's gaze and it's my turn to look at my plate.

"You won't mind?" Max's small voice slices something in me. I can actually feel Magnus shakes his head and I wait for Max to speak.

"What did you give him?" Max asks and I'm suddenly observant of my surrounding I look like I'm trying to dash from the table.

"What?" Magnus asks and I know he's confused.

"For his birthday." I'm so dead. Could the plate in front me possibly be the weapon for my death?

This time, I can actually feel him grinning at me and I don't know what's worse; that or dying.

"I haven't actually given it to him yet."

"Why don't you stay the night here?" Isabelle abruptly asks.

"What?" I gape at my sister and she's looking innocent. How can that possibly be when she's making me losing my mind every five seconds?

"I would love to." Magnus adds and I grab his arm without thinking.

"No, wait." I look at him and he's not even trying to hide the amusement. I look around the table and I see Isabelle still with that smile on her face, Jace looking bored and Max is still waiting for my answer.

"Unless your brother doesn't want me to stay." Magnus tells them and I'm a ticking bomb. I don't know how to defuse myself and I don't want to hurt them but everything is happening so fast, too fast.

"He does." Isabelle quips in and I don't realize when have I been overruled by my own siblings.


Magnus is in my room and he's standing near the window. He looks like he'd just come out from one of my dreams and its breath taking.

"Why didn't you tell me it was your birthday?"

"I forgot." I try shrugging but I'm too awestruck with the view in front me.

"Your room doesn't change much." I nod and he sees it.

He moves away and walks over to my bed. "Come here."

My feet move on their own when I'm still taking in the beauty, the only beauty that's in my room and I hope I didn't taint him with my flaws.

I'm standing facing him and he takes me in his arms, his head buried in the crook between my neck and shoulder and he breathes in. I'm all of a sudden shivering and I tremble just with his existence.

"Happy birthday, Alexander." His finger grazes my chin and then he pulls my face towards him and I think I just got the most valuable birthday gift ever.

He kisses me.

It was slow and content. No claiming and no demand, just devouring and he's giving me him. He pulls me closer to him, holding me tight with his hand around my waist and the other on the back of my neck. I'm floating. I must be.

I feel myself pulling him onto my bed and he's on top of me and I remember this was where I gave him my first kiss.

"This is where you kiss me in my sleep." He says, as if he could read my mind.

"You weren't sleeping." I say and then we're kissing again. His lips mark my nose, my chin, my jaw, my eyebrow, my eye lashes, both my cheeks and my entire forehead. And then he moves lower and he found a soft spot on my neck that I don't even know was there this whole time and I'm still shaking in his arms. He's here but I can't tell myself this is real.

Magnus meets my eyes and he kisses me and I wrap my arms around his neck and I hold him close. I'm still holding him close to me even when I know he won't disappear.

The sound of the door creaking breaks us apart from our kiss and I see Max blinking furiously ashamed and he's saying,

"Shit. I should've knocked. Shit."

The fact that he just caught me kissing Magnus was immediately replaced when I truly grasp what he just said.

"Maxwell, what did you say?" I was sitting up right with Magnus still in my lap and all I'm thinking about is to kill Jace for ruining his perfect manner.

"Alec, I'm so sorry- I didn't- oh my god- I'll leave-"

"What did you just say?" I repeat and this time my voice is stronger. It held something that always vanishes when Magnus is around; authority.

"It's fine, Max. You can come in." Magnus moves away from my lap and sit next to me. He looks surprisingly unaffected with what just happened and I'm still in the middle of correcting my brother when I'm all butterflies in the inside.

"No. I'll come back some other time." Max quickly grabs the knob to close the door and I say,

"Wait a minute. I didn't say you could leave." He looks at Magnus, giving him what I assume an SOS signal.

"Go, Max. Lock the door, will you?" Magnus says to him and I'm in disbelieved. Max nods his head in a quick motion and I hear a clicking when the door closes.

I didn't get to fix my bearing when Magnus jumps back on me and he's all over me and I'm all over him. We pull away after what felt like years and the time isn't moving.

"You're too hard on him." Magnus says.

"I never teach him that word." was the thing that comes out from my mouth when I look into his shining eyes and Magnus is still smiling. He's breathless and my head is in the clouds.

"I know that." He says and he kisses my nose again.

"I never told you my birthday but you said you have a gift for me?" I ask hesitatingly and I didn't want to appear hopeful and he's smiling at me again and all I want is to have him with me for the rest of my life.

"I do." He sits down and I sit back up and our legs are folded underneath us. He hooks something from his pocket and when he brings it to eye-level, I see a silver key dangling from his fingers.

"This is for you." I take it into my palm and I think it was the light messing with my eyes because my sight just got blurry and I blink a few times.

"This is your apartment key." I tell him.

"I want you to have it so you could come by any time you feel like."

I look at him and his smile falters a little bit and I'm worth nothing if I'm going to always cause that.

He leans forward and for a second I thought he was going to continue kissing me but instead, he kisses the top of my head. He doesn't move away when I expected him to so I stay close and I let him.

When he finally pulls away I surprise him with a hug. I keep my hold on him and I wish I would never have to let go and he's holding me as well and I hear him say,

"I want you, Alexander. I want you around for a very long time."

I tighten my grips around him and I know he knows I'm crying. I want him to know that I have so little to offer and my world is just too small for someone like him and I don't want him to look for another because if he does, I won't have another. Not like him. Not ever. And I hope he knows he's my Magnus Bane.

Wow. This chapter was clearly longer. Is that okay or the usual length was more preferable? Let me know! :)