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Izzy drummed her fingers against the kitchen table as she waited for the phonecall to ring through. Alex hadn't made it home last might and while she was not worried about it (there had been a note next to her weaponry in the morning saying he'd gone out to see Magnus, which was a good enough hint of where he'd gone - for her anyway) she still wanted to check up on him.

She loved her big brother dearly, and not only he had had her back her entire life, he was also new to this bit of life, to feelings and non-family realtionships. Sometimes, he needed her to have his back, after all. The call wasn't going through though. It was like something was blocking it. Like it inexplicably just magically couldn't reach... oh.

A second later her phone rang. The caller ID said Magnus Bane, just like she knew it would.

Alec woke up slowly, lying sprawled in a warm, comfortable bed which was bathed in golden sunlight. There was the scent of fresh coffee and newly made pancakes in the air, together with other equally delicious smells. There was also a special warmth against his one side - reaching all the way down to his mid-thigh, where it grew more faint and finally stopped - and a gentle touch in his hair. Barely awake yet, he was still happy to lean into that hand. Even with his head this misty from sleep, he recognised the feeling of that touch in less than a heartbeat.

"Alexander, you're awake," Magnus' voice was low, fond and just as warm as the sunlight Alec could feel across his face and in his hair. It immediately made Alec feel safe. Just safe. "Mmmm... don't stop." There was a chuckle in responce to his words, and a kiss dropped at the top of his head, (the spot was random, as if chosen just because it was easy to reach) but the hand took up the motion again.

"I didn't know you were such a cat, Alexander. Don't worry - I like it," Magnus' voice was playful and just a little bit teasing. Alec didn't bother opening his eyes. "Purr," he merely stated instead, immediately starting to feel a little stupid - why did he say that - but the feeling disappeared quicker than he started feeling it, before he really had time to get taken out of his doze to get embaressed, by Magnus' warm, happy, surprised laughter.

Alec lay listening to the sound, feeling it as well as hearing because he - which he realised suddenly - was lying against, almost on top of Magnus. He couldn't bring himself to care about that either, not when Magnus was laughing like that: he could have listened to the beautiful, carefree sound for hours instead of the far too short moments he got. The realisation was as sudden as it was strong, and somehow not a surprise: he wanted to make Magnus laugh again. He wanted many things, unexpectedly, that he had not used to want, and they were all about his boyfriend.

As the lovely sound died down slowly, into first a chuckle and then a smile that he could still feel, by the warmth it left behind across his still closed eyelids, there were soft fingertips moving caressingly across his face, and - a tad reluctantly - Alec finally opened his eyes.

"Hi," Magnus greeted him, his warm cat-eyes smiling as much as his gorgeous, tempting mouth did. Irresistible, Alec thought dimly. His boyfriend was just irresistible in every way. He wouldn't have been able to deny him anything, in that moment. Perhaps, he would not ever be able to. Somehow, magically (but not that type of magic, not even close) it didn't bother him in the least.

"Hi," Alec replied, feeling himself smiling without meaning to, but far too happy to reflect about it. It was their morning, and it was perfect.

Jace, Clary, Meliorn and Izzy watched Alec pace, increasingly agitated as the evening ran on. They were amused at first, but as the time passed they started to become worried, too.

Alec hadn't come back to the institute until mid-day, but when he had he had been smiling like a sun and wearing one of Magnus' shirts. Well, everybody but Izzy clearly thought so (including Alec), but she didn't buy it at all.

She knew Magnus' style as well as his taste after all their talks about fashion and all their encounters, and to her it was plain as day that he had purchased that garment specifically because he wanted to see Alec wear it. Her brothers (and Clary) were just clueless who bought the subterfuge, anyway. Alec and Magnus were of a roughly similar build, yes, but they were not the same size, not like that. That shirt was tailored. She said nothing about it to anyone though and just smiled smugly. She'd tease Magnus at some point, she had promised herself.

Then the afternoon had gone on and they had settled on what to do do and what to eat in the evening, an event which had quickly turned into a group-thing. While Claire had been included as soon as the siblings decided to do it, however, and Melion gamely agreed via text within twenty minutes of Izzy sending off a question, Magnus had not responded.

As it grew later, not only Alec but also Izzy and Clary had been sending the high warlock messages, but they all went unaswered. Izzy denied it to her brother, but she was worried, too, and she knew that Clary was as well. It was strange, and they could just hope nothing had happened to their favourite warlock. Then again, she had a really hard time picturing anybody able to do anything to Magnus which he didn't want happening.

Even more puzzling to Izzy and Jace than Magnus' sudden preoccupation - he could just be busy after all - was Alec's behaviour. He was worried about his boyfriend no doubt, ridiculously so actually, but he was not doubting himself or his and Magnus' relationship in any way that they could see. And they were pretty good at reading Alec's clues, both of them. Great as that absolutely was, they would both have expected him to be a bit more... self-conscious. It was odd. Good, in the middle of the worry, but very surprising.

Alec couldn't help himself, he was feeling frantic. Just a few days ago, he would have wondered if Magnus was bored or just didn't want to see him any more - especially after that special night (it hadn't been the night, but it was a special one either way) they had just spent - but somehow it was even worse when he couldn't blame that. Something was wrong. He could just feel it.

Even if he had been inclined to worry that Magnus just didn't want to talk to him (the thought had crossed his mind multiple times as it was) any more he was just sure enough now to be able to use logic. Even if he had somehow changed his mind since morning and didn't want to talk to him, there was no way that Clary and Izzy was calling him like that, leaving worried messages, and the high warlock not responding. No way.

Sitting down, upon recieving a glare from his sister for pacing (again) Alec wracked his brain. He couldn't think of anything important. Nothing he might known about anything which might be relevant for what had happened (his gut clenched at the mere thought of Magnus being in any kind of danger) to his boyfriend. Magnus had been acting totally normally...

He had been a little bit different on the night before, sure, but that must have been because Alec was acting in a new way, musn't it? Magnus had been a little hesitant at their first kiss of the night initially, which was a first in a way, but Alec had quickly concluded that he had just been startled as there had been nothing more like that, and he didn't want to think about the implications if it might have been anything else. Surely he could have never been that blind?

Besides that, everything had just been brilliant, the last time he saw him. They had eaten a slow breakfast together, full of sweet little kisses, and during the night before Magnus had happily kissed him back for hours, after first assuring he was entirely alright - which was so sweet of him - and besides the blue smoke that had been at the loft, nothing had been out of place or looked unusual. Alec blinked for himself at that though. Blue smoke. Surely that couldn't have anything to do with it? But he still bit his lip with sudden nerves.