Greetings~

Here's the second half of that date guys, there's a little surprise at the end too! I had a request for a little of the media and how it will affect Magnus and Alec's relationship, so I put a little paparazzi in this chapter. Ragnor makes his first appearance in this chapter. :)

I want to thank those of you who have reviewed every time I post a chapter, I do notice! ( You guys know who you are ^-^ )

I did try to stay very close to the actual scene that happened in "The Course of True Love (And First Dates)". Things are different but similar, if that makes any sense.

Disclaimer: I do not own MacDonald's, nor the Mortal instruments series, and any of its characters.

I had a ton of fun writing this one, I hope you guys like it!

Enjoy

"How's your burger?"

"Spectacular. The cheese is melted to the burger and the bun with a perfect quality." Magnus ripped open the packet of ketchup and squirted a generous amount on to the cheese part of his burger. Magnus glanced up and Alec's heart performed its strange stutter once again. "How are your chicken nuggets?"

Alec frowned and lifted one of the suspiciously round nuggets up for inspection. He bit into it and chewed with a thoughtful expression. "Not too bad," Leaning over the table he snatched a fry off of Magnus' tray.

"Hey! Just because you're cute does not give you the permission to steal my fries." Magnus put a protective arm around his packet of fries. "Mine."

Alec failed to suppress a smile as he popped the fry in his mouth. "No, but as your date," Alec was very proud he was able to say that without blushing. "I think I merit a few french fries." He grinned as he watched Magnus sadly relinquish a few fries on to Alec's tray. There was a disgruntled murmuring - something he couldn't quite catch - and another long-suffering sigh.

Alexander had never actually thought Magnus had been serious when he said he was going to take him to MacDonald's instead, but somehow he found himself sitting MacDonald's attracting very weird looks.

Alec had loosened his tie and undone the top few buttons of his shirt, he didn't see the point in keeping to his suffocating formal attire while out and about.

Magnus hadn't done the same, but the sight of Magnus without his hair spiked upwards was more than Alec could have asked for. He'd already been lucky enough to have the chance to run his hands through Magnus' hair - it was incredibly soft and silky, to the point when Alec was tempted to ask what shampoo and conditioner Magnus used.

Alec picked up his soda, and gingerly sipped through the straw. He hadn't eaten at a fast food restaurant in ages; it was like a breath of fresh air. He almost didn't notice the other bystanders in the restaurant until an explosion of giggles from another table drew his attention.

Alec glanced up, surprised, then his heart fell as he noticed they were all looking at Magnus. They were a group of shot looks over at their table, leaning forward so their breast pushed up.

Alex grimaced and shot a look at Magnus.

Magnus, to his credit, wasn't even paying attention to the women. He was very focused on the burger he was devouring. Alec smiled, he figured the paparazzi were going to be an issue for their date, but fan girls were a different issue altogether.

Alec had had a few nasty run in with a few of them after he'd recently come out of the closet. He'd been hanging out with Jace, and a few of his brothers fans thought it would be proper to tell Alexander how it was disgusting to hit on his adoptive brother. The incident had ended with Jace making a rather rude remark, and a teenaged girl in tears.

He heard a camera shutter click, and his gaze snapped over to the table where the girls were trying to take pictures of them without anyone noticing.

"They're quite the nuisance, aren't they?"

Magnus voice shocked Alec out of his thoughts. He looked up quickly, and a little guiltily.

"Sorry," he muttered. "I'm not as famous as my siblings, I haven't quite adapted to the whole," Alec waved his hand in the air in a noncommittal gestured. "You know."

Magnus leaned forward, not once had his gaze left Alec's face, and he loved it.

"Do you want me to ask them to leave? They're probably going to post that picture; the pap will be here soon too." Magnus snorted. "Knowing how desperate they are for stories they'll gobble this one up good."

Alec pursed his lips as he dipped his chicken finger into the ketchup. "We still have a few minutes though, right? I mean there's so many MacDonald's in New York City there's no way-"

At that moment the bell on the door chimed, drawing both Alec's and Magnus' attention. Alec heard Magnus sigh.

"Speak of the devil."

"Magnus!"

Alec caught a glimpse of bright green as a figure ran towards their table and promptly sat himself down into a chair and made a move to steal one of Magnus' fries.

Magnus scowled and swatted the man's hand away. "Ragnor," He drawled, "What are you doing here?"

Ragnor frowned. "I figured you would rather see me first than any of the other countless paparazzi. They're all on their way, you know." This time Ragnor's took one of Alec's chicken fingers and ate it. "Raphael informed me that you were on a hot date tonight," Alec flushed as Ragnor blatantly checked him out. "So I decided to get the scoop first before the rest of the bimbos arrive and start harassing you."

"And what would you be doing now?" Magnus was unimpressed, but Alec swore he could see the slightest hint of amusement in Magnus' eyes.

"Not-harassing you," Ragnor's gaze switched to Alec. "But you, my dear, I might harass."

Magnus saved Alec from responding to that one. "Don't even think about it Ragnor, this one is mine. Hands off."

Ragnor pouted. "Oh come on Mags, you can't expect me not to hit on your boyfriend."

Alec blinked a few times at the word.

Boyfriend?

Was that where they were at this point? Did this make them boyfriends?

Alec ducked his head and continued to shovel food in his mouth as uncertain thoughts flitted through his mind. Was he fine with having a boyfriend? Was he fine with Magnus being his boyfriend? The latter was definitely a yes, and he was sure that with Magnus' status there would be no question the media would say they were.

Alec stared at his empty box of chicken nuggets, an unsettled feeling rising in his stomach. Seeing his father again tonight wasn't helping as a confidence boost. Robert had made sure to let him know he wasn't his son anymore if he was going to canoodle with boys, and as used to that thought as he was, he wasn't sure if he was ready to be in the limelight with a boyfriend.

Alec glanced toward Ragnor, he hadn't known the man for very long, but it was already fairly clear that Magnus had some sort of relationship with the paparazzi. Alec pursed his lips, taking in Ragnor's pale skin tone - a little tanner than his own - the snakebites in his lip, and the spike green hair. He was the kind of person with a build that made Alexander fairly certain he could pick him up and snap him in half if he so pleased.

It was a comforting thought.

Tuning back into the conversation, Alec found that even if Magnus was speaking to Ragnor, his eyes flitted in Alec's direction now and then.

Alec smiled privately to himself as he sipped his soda. He was a little bothered by the fact this Ragnor character was interrupting his date with Magnus, but he was confident that Ragnor would be gone soon.

Alec swirled the ice at the bottom of his plastic cup. "Are you finished Magnus?"

Alec saw Ragnor visibly start, and then feign surprise. "He speaks!"

Alec narrowed his eyes and his expression dropped into a scowl. "I do." He said coldly.

Ragnor smirked. "Oh a feisty one, you always did pick the best of them Magnus."

Magnus rolled his eyes. "I'm done, come on Alexander, let's leave this idiot behind." Magnus stood, and Alex followed in suit.

Ragnor stood as well. "One picture, please. Just be the picture perfect happy couple." Already Ragnor was raising his ridiculous camera up and pointing it at them.

Alec began piling their garbage up on the tray and moved to throw it out. Magnus intercepted the tray before Alec could carry out the task, and Alec's complaint died on his lips when Magnus winked at him.

Putting his coat on, Alec watched Ragnor as the annoying sound of the shutter echoed in the MacDonald's.

"Come on darling!" Magnus called as he swung his own coat on his shoulders. "Let's leave the green bean to his pictures."

Alec hid his smile as he bid Ragnor farewell. Walking with his hand brushing against Magnus', Alec moved to slide his fingers in between of Magnus'. The fingers were warm, but not clammy with sweat.

Glancing up he caught Magnus' surprised look and smiled warmly.

Alec shrugged. "Where to now?"

"That's up to you Alexander," Magnus squeezed his hand lightly as they made their way back toward the car. "We could call it a night and so could drive you home... We could also head to my place; it's not too late just yet."

Alec felt his curiosity spark, and a sheepish smile made its way on his face. "I don't think I'm quite ready to call it a night."

Magnus returned his smile with a grin. "Neither am I."

"Well it's certainly very colourful."

"Something you're allergic to I know."

"Magnus. . ."

"Alexander."

"I do like it, even with the colours," Alec sat up straighter on the bright pink couch with the multi-coloured cushions. "I'm not allergic to colours you know, it just so happens that all the comfortable clothes are black or grey."

"Oh, and I suppose that's why your hoodies have holes in then too? Or is that for air circulation?" Magnus drawled, he swirled his glass, the red wine sloshing in the base of the glass.

Alec's eyes followed Magnus as he ripped his head back to take a sip. "There's no problem with my sweaters," Alec grumbled as he took another sip of his own glass. "Chairman Meow will like them." Alec muttered, thankfully Magnus missed his second comment.

Alec had been graced with the Chairman's presence when he set foot into Magnus lavish loft for the first time. The cat had taken to him immediately, which Magnus had said was good thing because he didn't date anyone his cat didn't approve of. Thank the Angel's for that.

He wasn't drunk, not yet. He was just pleasantly tipsy as he assumed Magnus was as well.

Magnus was watching him through half lidded eyes, an expression that Alexander has become very familiar with in the past few hours. He has no idea exactly what time it was, neither was he certain if it was proper to leave or not.

He had no doubts that Magnus was probably thinking of sex, which was something Alec had yet to even consider. He wasn't ready for that just yet and he hoped Magnus wouldn't be too terribly upset.

"I never said that darling, I find them quite endearing actually. Even with their hideous quality."

Alec scowled, trying to put an edge on his flushed state. "You did say they were horrible."

"I did not!"

"You did too."

"Did not."

"Magnus..."

"Alexander."

There it was again, and a contagious smile snuck on Alec's expression. He let out a weary sigh.

"You're impossible," he breathed.

"I prefer the word magnificent."

Alec laughed, his shoulders shaking as he did. "By the Angels Magnus, I've had a wonderful time tonight."

Magnus smiled. "I did too."

Alec rose reluctantly, and he shifted uneasily on his feet. Magnus rose too, and he set glass down on the table.

"So does this make us- I mean are we-" Alec swallowed. "Are we boyfriends now?"

Magnus grinned. "Only if you'd like to be Alexander."

Relief washed through Alec and his smile grew wider. "Yes please."

Magnus rounded the table with a single stride of his long elegant legs. Alec let out a small gasp as arms encircled his waist and pulled him against Magnus' chest. Alec glanced up to stutter out a question when lips came crashing down against his own. Almost immediately all thoughts left him, all except of Magnus here, Magnus now, Magnus, Magnus, Magnus.

The kiss tasted of wine, alcohol and bad tasting fast food.

It was wonderful.

It started off tender but grew impatient and thirsty. Magnus drew Alec deeper and deeper, until the back of his knees hit he couch and suddenly Magnus was on top of him. That horrid pink couch swallowed him whole, and he couldn't breathe but - By the Angel - he didn't want to stop.

Magnus pullet back, his hair disheveled from Alec's hands, lips swollen and looking radiant. Alec's breaths came in pants, his legs tangled with Magnus' on the couch.

"Magnus-"

"Sorry, I got carried away." Magnus apologised, he crawled back allowing for Alec to sit up on the couch.

Alexander ran a hand through his hair and let out a slow, calculated breath. "I should probably get going, Izzy's probably going crazy."

Magnus nodded.

Alec couldn't quite believe that he had just been making out with Magnus on the couch; he was having trouble accepting that Magnus Bane was even remotely interested in him. Whenever he thought about it he couldn't quite understand why or how he had ended up with a boyfriend like Magnus. Alec smiled, he had a boyfriend. But did his boyfriend really want to stay with a cripple like him? He doubted it, but there was no harm in hoping.

He stood again, and this time Magnus followed until Alec came to a stop.

His teeth worried at his bottom lip. Alec turned around. "Can I see you again?"

Magnus tilted his head and leaned against a wall. "Do you want to?"

"Yes."

"Then of course you can."

"Tomorrow? Or is that too soon?"

"Tomorrow is perfect."

Alec grinned. "Noon then?"

"Noon." Magnus confirmed.

Alec hesitated before moving forward and kissing Magnus. He was shy, but under Magnus confident lips he grew bolder. Alec couldn't stop, with his shut it seemed he was kissing Magnus for eternity. Somebody gasped - he was pretty sure it was himself - and then Magnus' lips were on his neck and his hands were tangled in his hair. Alec growled and Magnus' back was against the wall.

Magnus threw his head back, hips rolling, and gasped out "Oh gods~"

Alec jumped back, dazed, disheveled he stumbled away. He cast a sheepish smile in Magnus' direction.

"Noon," As he headed down the stairs his thoughts were filled with Magnus this and Magnus that. So much that he lost his footing when Chairman Meow slithered past and suddenly he was weightless and-

Heads over heels he crashed down the stairs. Alec cursed all the while before lying stunned at the bottom. The world spun in circles above him, and even though his instincts on how to take a fall had saved him for the most part, his shoulders ached with a foul passion. Shaking himself Alec moved to push himself to his feet...and failed.

His bad leg gave out beneath him, the prosthetic failing underneath his weight. Alec cursed again as he landed on his bottom. he rolled up his pant leg and inspected the busted prosthetic; just his luck. Small stabs of pain were rocketing up his leg, probably because of the fall.

He fiddled with the straps, and the broken limb came undone. Alec pressed his lips into a thin line. He hated not wearing the prosthetic. Without it he felt nude, vulnerable.

He groaned.

"Alexander, darling? Are you alright?"

Alec froze as Magnus' gentle voice floated down the stairs to him. He didn't want Magnus to him without his limb.

"Fi-Fine," He choked out, panic rising in his chest. His mind raced as he tried to think of a possible way to escape the situation he was in. He didn't want Magnus to see, but he was unable to walk without help at this point.

"Alexander I'm coming down."

"No!" He said, a little too harshly. "It's alright, I just fell. No problem."

It was too late, Magnus' footsteps echoed behind him as he came down the stairs. Alec's shoulders tensed as he tried to hide his broken prosthetic.

Magnus came to kneel before him, gold eyes shimmering with concern. "Alexander it's alright, I'm not going to think any less of you."

That caught Alec off guard. He gave a weak chuckle.

"Are you a wizard or something?"

Magnus frowned. "What do you mean?"

"You just read me so well- Oh never mind." Alec huffed, his fingers twitched around the cold metal of his leg. He sifted, trying to make it less obvious that he was missing a foot and pain sliced through his remaining upper leg. Alec hissed and Magnus; frown deepened.

"Alexander, please. Let me look at it. I promise-"

"When I was taking my shoes off at the photo shoot yesterday why did you help me?" Alec blurted out. His emotions getting the better of him; all of his own damned insecurities that would never ever shut up.

"What?" Magnus asked. "Alec how is this relevant?"

"Why did you do it? I could've done it myself no problem, you had no reason to come and help me-" Alec continued, his voice rising in distress and pain as he went on.

Magnus interrupted him. "Alexander!" His voice was strong, like a whip, and Alec's head snapped up. Magnus sighed, a light blush touching his cheeks.

Why was Magnus embarrassed?

"I didn't help you because I didn't think you were capable, the reasons were more, ah, selfish than that." Magnus smiled bashfully. "I wanted to get close enough to touch you."

Alec sat there, uncomprehending for a moment as he tried to piece together what Magnus had said. It hit him, all at once, and his face lit up with a crimson blush.

"Oh,"

"Oh indeed," Magnus muttered. "Now, I don't believe you'll be able to get home on your own anymore. Now that you've broken your prosthetic, I suppose I should take you to the hospital." Magnus began pushing up Alec's pant leg, but Alec stopped him.

Magnus glanced up puzzled by Alec's restraining hand. Alec shook his head, shame filling him. He didn't hide his broken prosthetic, instead he let it drop into his lap. It looked ridiculous with his dress shoe on the end of it.

Magnus reached towards it, his hand hesitated, and Alec smiled. Magnus was waiting for permission. Alec jerked his head in a nod and Magnus eased the metal away from him. He removed the shoe, his hands handling the broken and busted metal as if it were a newborn babe.

He slid it under his arm and bent down in front of Alec, his back facing him.

"Come on darling; let's get you to the hospital."

Alexander pushed himself up, careful to keep weight off his injured leg as he slid on Magnus back. His arms wrapped around Magnus' neck, his thighs securing himself in place. Alec buried his face into Magnus' shoulder as Magnus stood with a grunt.

Magnus chuckled. "You're heavier than you look darling."

"Shut up Magnus."