Something that I just wanted to address before we go into this one. A lot of people keep saying that the oneshots I'm putting up are sad ones. I'm just going off the requests that I got! I'm not choosing to do sad ones all the time! Haha. But there are happy ones in the mix as well. Anyway, going forward;

J : Jinx - DNCE
Requested by Ads S

Superstitiously, I'm watching my words
All of my words
Now
Like a birthday wish
Don't say it out loud
Never out loud

Yeah I want to tell everyone
That you are, you are my only one
Screaming at the top of my lungs
But I'm whispering, I'm whispering, I'm whispering
Cause I don't wanna jinx it

Alec Lightwood was in love.

Most of the time when Magnus Bane was around, it felt as though everything made sense but was completely jumbled at the same time. It was like nothing else mattered; everything in his life was completely fine and would work itself out, but then everything centered around Magnus was this big mess of torn emotions, making his stomach ache and his heart beat faster. His body felt like he couldn't be still, his fingers twitching and his eyes always moving, needing to follow every movement that Magnus made, and sometimes it was hard to breathe.

The problem was Alec had been in love before.

Or at least, he had thought that he had been in love before.

It had felt a lot like this at the beginning.

But then, almost two years into the relationship, he had found Rapheal Santiago in bed with another man, and it had turned out that monogamy had never really been something in the cards for the other man. He had listened to Raphael's stilted explanation, which was more just like one excuse after another, and it didn't really end well, given Isabelle Lightwood burst in and attacked him. He had made the mistake of telling his sister that Raphael was coming over to talk a few weeks after their break up, and Isabelle had crashed their little meeting, screaming at him for breaking her brothers heart and scratching at his face.

He had to admit, his love for his sister had grown in that moment.

For nearly five years, he hadn't gotten involved with anyone. Not seriously. He had been young and stupid with Raphael, and now that he could look back on the relationship, he knew that it wasn't love. He had been seventeen when they had first gotten together, and he was naive. Maybe puppy love, but not proper love.

Not like with Magnus.

Because while he felt all of those crazy things with Magnus, there was also this undeniable calm.

A lot of the time, he did feel as though his heart was going to beat out of his chest and as though his blood was permanently running hot and cold. But then there were times when they were just watching TV, Magnus' arms wrapped around him as they were stretched out on the couch, his fingers tracing patterns on Alec's arms. Or when they were out having breakfast at their favorite diner, and Magnus snagged all of the kiwifruit out of Alec's fruit salad, and Alec always stole Magnus' extra packets of syrup to pour over his pancakes. Or when they were out at dinner with all of their friends, and Magnus would put his hand on his thigh under the table—not in a sexual way, or at least not all the time, and would rub his thumb against Alec's knee.

It was just the feeling of being completely and utterly comfortable.

And Alec didn't want to loose that for the world.

Which is why he hadn't yet told Magnus that he loved him.

He didn't want to jinx it.

From his side, he was scared that the instant he said it out loud, it would make it real. For now he could pretend that it was just...It was just a really intense like, not love. And when it became real, it became something that could hurt him, or that he could loose.

From Magnus's side—Magnus had been in love, and been hurt, just like him. Which was why it had taken them so long to get together in the first place, because they were both so careful with who they let into their heart. Alec didn't want to risk saying how he felt and Magnus getting scared at leaving him. Because as flirty and confident that Magnus came off, there was a wall in his eyes and around his heart that Alec had only just started to see coming down.

"You're thinking too hard, darling," Magnus hummed out as he walked back into the lounge, reaching out with his thumb to smooth at the frown lines between Alec's eyes. "You'll give yourself an aneurysm." Alec rolled his eyes at his lovers concern, but it was clearly out of endearment and not annoyance, and Magnus handed him a bottle of beer, taking a sip from the glass of wine in his own hand.

"I'm not watching Dance Moms again," Alec warned him as Magnus picked up the remote and turned on the TV.

"But it's so good!" Magnus pouted.

"It really isn't," Alec huffed as he took a sip of his beer. Magnus grinned and flicked through the channels before settling on Hemlock Grove. "And this one isn't too much better!" Alec protested. "This one's creepy as shit!"

"Oh, shut up, Alexander," Magnus snipped playfully, stretching himself out on the couch so that his back was pressed up against Alec's side. Alec's body molded for him naturally, wrapping an arm around Magnus and tilting his head to the side so that it was resting against his boyfriends. They were quiet for almost the whole show, both boys finishing off their drinks. It was a Sunday night, and they both had work the next day, but it had already been decided that Alec was going to stay the night at Magnus'. He already had a spare toothbrush and razor and a drawer of clothes at Magnus' place, just like Magnus had at Alec's, and it definitely made sleepovers a lot easier.

"Magnus?" Alec began, his fingers curling nervously as they waited for Netflix to switch to the next episode.

"Yes?" Magnus tilted his head backwards to look up at Alec.

"I..." his words got caught in his throat, and in all honesty, he had no idea what he was planning on saying in the first place. Magnus turned around on the couch, putting one hand on Alec's thigh and giving it a light squeeze.

"Is something wrong? Is it what you were thinking about earlier?" Magnus looked concerned as Alec took in a deep breath and looked away from the man. His blue eyes were clouded as he tipped his head backwards so that it was resting against the back of the couch. Magnus lifted his hand and trailed it through Alec's messy hair, twisting it between his long fingers, his painted green nails contrasting with the dark strands. Finally, Alec opened his eyes and shook his head, his teeth biting into his lower lip.

"Nothing's wrong," Alec breathed. "Nothing, I just...I want you to know..." Magnus frowned in confusion, searching the gorgeous blue eyes that he could never get enough of, but before he could think about what was going on, Alec was lunging forward, covering his mouth with his own. Magnus wanted to ask what was going on in his head, but there was something about the way that Alec was kissing him...And it told him everything that he needed to know.

The urgency, the passion, the pure need—there was no way Magnus could pull himself away from his lover. Alec pushed Magnus backwards until they were stretched out on the couch, Alec braced over Magnus with one hand at his hip and the other next to head to hold himself up, and Magnus gripping Alec's shirt, jerking it upward. They pulled apart for a split second so that Magnus could rip Alec's shirt off, tossing it to the floor, and then he was scratching his fingernails down the blue eyed boys muscular back.

Alec's lips were entrancing.

Magnus had never felt this way about kissing anyone.

He wasn't an idiot, he knew that it wasn't just because Alec had the most delicious mouth in the world. It was because for the first time in a really, really long time, he was ready to give himself completely over to someone.

Alec's tongue licked it's way inside Magnus' mouth, tracing over his teeth and suckling on his own tongue. Every scratch of Magnus' fingers on Alec's back made the younger man groan against the others mans mouth, and Magnus felt his body responding instantly to every roll of Alec's hips against his. They became a mess, pulling at each others clothes until they were both only in their briefs.

"Alec..." Magnus panted as they pulled apart for a split second, Alec kissing his way down his neck, nipping at his flawless skin. "Alec," Magnus repeated, tightening his fingers on Alec's hips to try and pull him out of the haze of lust that was waving over the pair of them, hanging over Alec's head.

"What is it?" Alec asked, his eyes glowing and hooded, his lips puffy from their kisses. He looked positively gorgeous and Magnus' whole body ached.

"I know," Magnus told him, his voice soft and gentle, referring to Alec's words that had started this whole tangle of limbs and crashing of lips. Alec's heart tightened for a second as he stared down into his lovers catlike eyes. But there wasn't any fear or apprehension as Magnus wound his arms around Alec's neck. "I know," he repeated once more, before their lips met again.

Oh my god, so I re-watched What A Girl Wants in the weekend, it came up on my Netflix. Forgot how much I loved the movie. And—holy shit—I realized it came out thirteen years ago! I feel so old. I can't even remember the amount of times I watched it when I was about twelve or thirteen. I also had a massive crush on Oliver James, it was ridiculous. But he was just such a babe! And he had a guitar and a motorbike, which was just so cool when you were a teenager ;) Haha. Oh and a couple of songs from there which I'm in love with is Half Life by Duncan Sheik and Ride of Your Life the cover by Oliver James.

Also, side note, I'm thinking about a werewolf AU. Can you tell I've been reading too much Teen Wolf? Haha. But what's your thinking? Jace would be an Alpha and Clary would be human. What are your thoughts?

Leave a review, let me know what you think :)