I know, I know I suck at life guys…

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS AND DO NOT CLAIM TO OWN ANY OTHER CREATIONS OF CLASSANDRA CLARE'S GENIUS.

Also, if you didn't read the description there is explicit boy-love, yaoi, homosexuality, and whatever else you want to call it. Of course, if that offends you, don't read. Common sense :)!

Will awoke to the smell of eggs. He loved eggs. But these particular eggs smelled extremely delicious. That could have been the fact that it was nearly 1 pm and he had barely eaten since he had found out Magnus was injured. Sitting up, he stretched and looked around the sunny guest room. Everything in it was white and crisp. The sun bouncing off the perfectly cleaned sheet nearly blinded him. Rubbing his eyes he trudged out of the room and down the stairs, his nose leading him to the kitchen and then right to the stove where a messy haired Magnus hoisted up a pan and flipped an egg into the air, landing perfectly with a sizzle. Without saying a word, Magnus pointed to an empty chair at the table. Will sat. The spot had already been dressed with an empty plate, napkin, silverware and tall glass of orange juice. Will stared at the juice longingly but chose to wait politely – quite uncharacteristic of him. Magnus was suddenly at his side, silent, and slipped a perfectly cooked egg onto his plate as well as a side of bacon and buttered toast. The only noise in the room was that of Magnus' chair sliding back as he sat with only a cup of hot coffee at his place at the table.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Will whispered, trying his best to tiptoe around this strange, silent side of Magnus he had never seen before.

Magnus allowed his eyes to connect with Will's only briefly before closing them. He sighed and took a quick sip of his coffee. "It is 1 in the afternoon, William. Like most people, I've already been up, showered and had two meals by now."

Will swallowed nervously at Magnus' cold tone, "Right." He whispered, "Of course." He gazed longingly at his plate and his stomach growled. But as hunger as he was he suddenly wasn't in the mood to eat, knowing something was bothering the warlock at this side. "Magnus, I-"

"Save it." Magnus snapped, then he seemed to catch himself and settled his voice, "Save the talk for later. Just eat now." He took another sip of his coffee but this time allowed the steam to float across his face, seeming to enjoy the calming heat rising from the cup.

Will hesitantly lifted his fork and began eating. The food was a little too hot but it was delicious. He was completely done within 10 minutes and began to stack his dishes to take to the sink. With a snap of his fingers, Magnus sent the plates flying into the soapy water where they proceeded to wash, dry, and replace themselves on their rightful spots in the cupboards.

"If you could do that why did you bother cooking the food yourself?" Will inquired, partly to lighten the mood, partly out of pure curiosity.

"Food cooked with magic has the worst aftertaste." Magnus stated simply as he stood and carried his cup to the study, motioning for Will to follow.

Magnus sat by the fire in the dark room, putting his bare feet up onto an ottoman and holding his cup on his lap. Will awkwardly found himself a place on the other side of the couch, glad for the fire as he was still dressed in his night clothes and was a bit chilly in the kitchen.

"William." Magnus sighed, "You realize you are an idiot."

Will was taken aback by the warlock's bluntness and began to sputter, "Me? You're the one who started all of this!"

Magnus narrowed his eyes at the fire but didn't look at Will, "Oh yes, how could I have forgotten. I was the one who came, reeking of some sleezy pub, to your doorstep. I was the one who pushed my way inside and seduced you. And I was the one who kissed you in front of Tessa."

Will sat silent.

"That's what I thought." Magnus muttered.

"You could've said no." Will said, nearly a realization more than an accusation. Magnus could have just turned him away when he was drunk, or at least turned down his advances. Unless… "You have feelings for me." Will slipped. He hadn't meant to say that outloud.

Magnus snapped his head to him, his bright cat-like eyes bore into Will's in shock. Incredibly enough, his cheeks seemed to warm to a light pink, just enough for Will to notice. However, Magnus' expression of shock and embarrassment was quickly replaced with his usual calm and collected one with a quick shake of his head. "Don't be ridiculous, Mr. Herondale."

"I told you to call me Will." Will tried to keep his voice as soft as possible.

Magnus eyes flicked around, searching Will's face for any sign that he was joking. Finding nothing, he sighed in relief, "Will-" he began, but seemed to be unable to form the rest of the sentence.

"So, what do we do now?" Will offered to break the awkward silence.

"Well, it seems we're roommates for the time being." Magnus took a final sip of his coffee and set it off to the side on a coaster. He took his feet down from their resting place and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his thighs and clasping his hands together between his knees. As he gazed in thought at the fire, Will couldn't help as his breath caught at the way the light reflected in his yellow eyes and bounced so perfectly off his features. Shaking his head, he fought to gain control of his thoughts before they lead any further. Their sleeping together would be a one-time thing only. No repeat performances, he promised himself.

Magnus sighed, this boy may be beautiful, but he could really be an idiot sometimes. He shook his head as he watched as Will argued senselessly with a shop owner over the prices of his fruit, right in the middle of the marketplace. Will had been living with him for nearly a week now and both of them had had quite about enough of each other being cooped up in the house. Magnus was back to himself after his attack and they were low on food so they decided a trip to the market might be fun. Not so. Will had already managed to pick two fights with random men who happened to bump him in the street and Magnus had had to drag him away, embarrassed as people stared. Even if they were just Mundanes to Will, Magnus did live nearby and had a reputation to uphold.

"Most of them are rotten!" Will shouted and people were beginning to stare. Magnus decided enough was enough.

"William," he whispered harshly, "Just drop it would you?"

"No, I'm not going to-"

"Here sir," Magnus dropped a more than fair amount of money into the shop owners hand. "We'll take a bag of apples. I'm sorry about him." The shop owner smiled and handed Magnus the apples.

"At least one of you have your head on straight." He said and Will's fuse was relit.

"What did you-"

"Come on, Will." Magnus sighed, grabbing the boy's arm and pulling him back home. Once inside, they took care of what little they managed to buy that day. Magnus went to his room to change out of his clothes that had a bit of a man's blood from one of Will's fights. He pulled off his shirt and tossed it towards the bed. When it didn't hit the bed however he turned around. There sat Will, the bloody shirt draped over his head.

Magnus couldn't help but laugh as he pulled the shirt off the boy. "What are you doing in here, I'm changing."

"I figured I've seen it all anyway so who cares?" Will pouted, "Its not like I haven't seen a penis before either."

Magnus smiled, "I haven't gotten that far yet. A bit too hopeful I'm afraid. Will."

Will offered only a small smile, "Am I living here forever, Magnus?"

Magnus turned back to the boy, whose expression resembled a small child, lost in the frantic streets of a city. "No, I hope not." Will looked up at him quickly, "I mean," Magnus rephrased, "I enjoy your company but we have our own lives to get back to."

Will sighed, "That's just it. I don't think I have a life to go back to anymore."

"Will-"

"No I mean it. No one has tried contacting me this entire week." His eyes fell to the floor, "Not even Jem."

"Things are just rocky right now." Magnus swallowed nervously, not entirely sure how to console the sad teen. "I'm sure once they sort their feelings out they'll come to save you from my evil clutches. They know you. They'll probably think it was some sort of fluke. Or that I tricked you into doing it. I'll probably be ostracized but you'll be safe."

"That's just it, Magnus. I don't know if it was a fluke." Will's voice was unusually quiet and confusion scruntched his face.

Oh god, Magnus thought, no wonder he was acting out so much today. Will must have been thinking this over all week. Why hadn't he realized this? Not only was thing boy concerned over losing the closest thing he had to family but now he was faced with questioning his sexuality as well. The poor boy…

Magnus sat next to him on the bed and sighed. "Will, don't worry about it too much." He said placing a hand on the boy's shoulder that he hoped would comfort him and not make things more awkward. "I've seen you with plenty of girls as you're right at home with them, flirting away. I don't believe you're…"

"Gay?" Will offered, "I don't think I am either."

Magnus sat confused, "Then why are you thinking it wasn't a fluke?"

"I like girls, Magnus." Will stated outright, "But… I think I like men too." Will turned to face the warlock and searched his face for any sort of understanding. Magnus allowed himself a supportive smile. "You're like that too, aren't you?"

"Yes, after you've been around as long as I have, sticking to one gender gets boring."

"Well… I just don't think anyone else would understand. I mean, its not homosexual and its not heterosexual. Its something else entirely. In the middle almost."

Magnus laughed at Will's puzzled expression, "I battled with the term for a while as well. Woolsey and I actually discussed it some years ago. We decided on the term Bisexual, as the individual can love someone of both genders."

Will sat back, leaning on his outstretched arms behind him. "Yeah, that seems to fit."

"So you think you're bisexual?"

Will sat quietly as he thought. Suddenly he sprung up, looking Magnus square in the eye, nearly nose to nose. "Only one way to find out." Before Magnus could respond, Will pressed his lips against the older man's.

Before he knew it, the child Magnus had been trying to console in a time of self-crisis reverted back to the sex-hungry man he was, pushing him down onto the bed and crawling on top of him. Magnus couldn't stop himself from responding to Will's kiss, returning it tenfold. If he were honest with himself, Magnus would have to admit that since the moment Will had arrived, bags in hand, at his door, he had wanted this. His body was now being honest enough for him, however, as he felt his pants tighten on his lower region. Will must have noticed too has he smirked against the man's lips. Finally the need for air became too great and Will pulled himself off the warlock.

"Will…" Magnus' voice was raspy and his breath was taken away as he took in the sight before him.

Above him, straddling his hips, hovered a beautiful, young, slightly sweaty nephilim boy who even happened to have a little problem of his own. Slowly, the boy began barely rubbing his "problem" against Magnus, earning a soft moan from both of them.

"Will." Magnus said again, this time a bit louder.

Will didn't respond but instead, lowered himself and captured a bit of skin on Magnus' neck, licking and biting until he left a red patch that would soon become a pretty bruise. Magnus had to bit his lip as Will began working his way across his collarbone and down Magnus' shirtless torso, leaving smaller bruises in his path. As Will reached a particularly sensitive spot about two inches below his belly button, Magnus moaned and grabbed his hair. Suddenly, he regained his thoughts and realized what was happened and pulled the boy back to eye level.

"Will, we can't." he panted

Will frowned, "Why the hell not? You're enjoying it aren't you?"

Magnus rolled his eyes, "Of course I am, who wouldn't be?" Will smirked with pride, "But I just couldn't do this with you being so confused. You're bound to regret this sooner or later and this time you wouldn't be able to blame it on the alcohol."

Will groaned, knowing Magnus was right, "But-"

"No but's." Magnus forced himself to sit up, pushing the boy off of him. "Now go… take care of yourself and wash up. Then meet me downstairs."

Will stood and walked out of the room with a huff. As soon as he left, Magnus was able to tend to himself as well, ending with one of the most powerful releases he'd had in months. He couldn't even control himself as he moaned Will's name.

Quickly cleaning himself off and finishing changing, as he had intended in the first place, he headed downstairs.

Will entered the kitchen quietly to see a freshly baked pie on the table with a small triangle missing from it. Beside it was a freshly dressed, Magnus already enjoying his slice. Will cut himself a slice and sat down with a plunk, stabbing his pie viciously.

"Mad that I turned you down, Will?" Magnus smiled around his fork as he took another bite.

"No." Will snapped.

Magnus smiled even wider, "Poor baby. This doesn't happen often with your looks does it?"

Will glared at the man and turned his attention back to the pie, sticking a piece into his mouth. "My god this is delicious."

"Really?" Magnus smirked

Will paused before eating another bite, "What did you-"

"Nothing, I promise" Magnus smiled innocently.

Suspiciously, Will sniffed the pie but decided to take another bite anyway.

"Still good?" Magnus asked as he placed the leftover pie on the counter.

"Mhmm." Will mumbled.

"So I guess those apple weren't rotten afterall."

Will froze as Magnus laughed, holding his sides. It really shouldn't have been that funny, but Will supposed they both needed a good laugh. Besides, Magnus, when it was truly from his gut, had a beautifully infectious laugh and he couldn't help but join in. So there they were, sitting in the kitchen, eating pie for dinner and laughing over apples. What was happening to him?

Ok guys! I hoped you liked this, I really sincerely promise you that I'll try updating Pleeeeease review! It was actually a review that really provoked me to update! They give me super-strength! (P.S. Magnus coined the term "bisexual")