Bane and Co. chapter 9

A.N. So I apologize for not updating as fast as I planned on. I got my hands on CoLS and I was horribly sad. I mean we all knew something was wrong but I think I speak for majority when I say we didn't expect that. I refuse to give up on them or this story. I love Malec, they are possibly my favorite characters of all time, and they are simply perfect for each other. Now on with the show ;)

Magnus Bane was a people person. He had never been afraid to talk to people and had no problem with big crowds. This was different. These people were important. These people determined his whole career. If they didn't like the fashion show, he was completely done for. Stop it. He had to stay positive, confident and trust that he knew what he was doing. He had come out with collections before. But this was bigger; the judges had to love everything, music lighting, location, and the works. His feet were starting to hurt from pacing so much and the knock at the dressing room door was met with an angry:

"WHAT?"

"If you are done wearing holes in your shoes, you need to sit down before your seat gets taken. The show is about to start." Alec's hair was softly brushed to the side of his face so you could just see his sparkling eyes behind it. His suit was expensive and and the way he looked at him made Magnus get even more butterflies. He reached out his hand for Magnus to take it.

"What? Who would dare steal Magnus Bane's chair at his own fashion show?" He accused, grabbing Alec's hand.

"Anyone if we don't hurry." Alec led him out of the dressing room, and they were almost out of the entire backstage when someone's cold slim fingers stopped Magnus in his tracks.

"Mr. Bane we uh... um we sort of have a problem." Camille squeaked out.

"Then fix it Camille I'm paying you for a reason aren't I?" Magnus turned to go but she stopped him again.

"Mr. Bane one of our male models had a bad taco the last night and well… he couldn't make it." She looked at Magnus as if he was going to hit her and he might've if Alec hadn't stepped in.

"It's not a problem Camille, just find me his clothes and meet us behind the stage in five." Alec had to lower his voice because the announcer started to boom into the microphone.

"What the hell Alexander?" Magnus was seriously pissed.

"Relax I think it was Joey who got sick and you guys are like exactly the same size." Alec still wasn't making sense.

"Your point is?" He didn't have time for this Magnus had to get to his seat.

"The point is you know how strut and who says you can't be in your own fashion show?" Alec looked at him expectantly.

"Gawd, I don't believe it." Magnus said, his smile returning.

"What that I just saved your butt again or that I said the word strut?"

"BOTH! Oh my gosh I love you!" Magnus grabbed Alec by the waist and kissed him.

"All right all right enough! Get out there." Alec ran out the door gave Magnus the thumbs up before leaving.

Here I go, he thought. The lights flashed and the music blared, but Magnus felt so alive he barely noticed. Let me see you strut, strut, strut, come on walk for me. Strut, strut, strut how you want to be. Adam Lambert's beautiful voice accompanied by Magnus' walking was magic. Once he got to the end of the runway he paused and looked into the crowd without making it noticeable. There dead center was none other than Miranda Penney with the most priceless expression one could think of. Magnus winked as she stood up out of her seat and cut through the crowd, bursting through the doors. In his quick scan Magnus saw Imogen and Alec smiled at him proudly. He was the happiest man alive and even his small stumble at the end of the runway couldn't bring him down. The crowd laughed and cheered because they had good reason to. This man was brilliant! His clothes were amazing, this show was amazing, but even the "fashion warlock of Brooklyn" had flaws and the trip only made people like him more. At the end of the show, once everyone had cleared out, Magnus walked outside to find Immy and Alec.

"It really was a Magnificent idea." Imogen laughed.

"Thanks, you know I'd do anything for Magnus." Alec explained.

"Do I get no credit?" Magnus teased turning both their heads toward him. Imogen looked lovely in a blue flowered sundress, her hair in a messy bun and smile wrinkles around her brown eyes. "And be careful what you say Alexander." He blushed but his smile stayed.

"Of course you get credit. That was incredible Magnus!" Imogen took his arm in one of hers and Alec's in the other. "Now I'm buying you ice creams because you both are far too skinny." Magnus chuckled and smiled at Alec. He laughed to and the three of them walked to the ice cream shop arm in arm.