I may or may not have realised that the likelihood of this fanfic updating every week is not good... So, basically chapters will pop up whenever they can (Hopefully that will be frequently but ya know...).

There is no sex in this chapter, sorry guys :) that definitely won't be happening until later. But I do believe it is nearing the time for some conflict in Alec and Magnus' lives.. This chapter is mostly cute fluff and filled to the brim wit and humour everywhere. There is some Sizzy in this chapter, and it is Simon's first appearance. ;)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, everything belongs to Cassandra Clare for her wonderful characters.

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Enjoy~

If Alec had expected a hot, steamy shower to clear his head full of its raging thoughts he was sorely mistaken. The shower did nothing to relieve him of the tension and worry hanging over his head. In fact, if it did anything it probably drove his thoughts farther and farther down the path of no return.

Ignoring the fact he nearly slipped and fell face first more than once while he bathed, Alec found himself lost in his own anxiety. He knew exactly what the problem was, where it stemmed from and how to get rid of it. The problem was carrying through.

Wiping at the steamed glass with one hand, Alec scowled at his reflection in the mirror. He looked terrible. The bags under his eyes were more prominent, and his hair was defying gravity as it dried. Alec let out a weary sigh as he adjusted the crutch under his arm.

He'd only brought one of the two into the bathroom with him, and was using it for support while he brushed his teeth. Offhandedly Alexander wondered if Magnus liked kissing him even with bad breath. Alec certainly had.

He flushed as he recalled the nights events, especially the scene on the couch, and the joy he'd felt when he had seen that Magnus had decided to stay and wait for him at the hospital. Alec would've understood if Magnus hadn't been there; it was late and he could hardly expect someone like Magnus - who was almost always on the job - to stay up so late with him. The result of Magnus' actions had left Alec's stomach fluttering and his heart swelling in a pleasant way.

Hobbling back to inspect himself in the mirror, Alec sighed before giving up on his baggy pyjamas. He'd tied off the end of his pant leg, and the empty space only deepened the lines on furrowing his brow. As he stared, Alec swore he could still feel every single one of his toes. Toes that he knew, for fact, were no longer there.

Giving up on his appearance and abandoning his anxious thoughts, Alec hobbled out of his bathroom and into his bedroom. Magnus was already in the bed, spread out, and fast asleep.

Alexander couldn't help the smile that crept over his face. As he stifled a laugh at the sight of his boyfriend - he still got an excited thrill at the thought - Alec made his way towards his bed.

He was careful to make as little noise as possible. Snatching up his other crutch as he went, Alec set them down quietly next to the bed before sliding on to the mattress. The springs dipped under his weight, creaking ever so slightly. Though the noise was slight, it was enough to make Alec cringe.

He glanced towards Magnus, his expression softening ever so slightly. Magnus wasn't the most elegant creature when asleep, though he did manage to keep up a rather elegant pose of sprawled limbs, his lips were slack and a small portion of drool was falling from it.

Alexander grinned, suddenly giddy at the prospect of being able to observe his boyfriend without interruption. He was allowed to freely see the smooth plains of tanned skin, the arch of high, almost razor-sharp cheekbones.

On whim Alec reached out a hand, brushing back Magnus's hair from his face. He couldn't help but pause to run his hands through the silken texture. He'd been astounded by how different Magnus appeared with his hair down, without sparkles and hairspray keeping it in its perfect spikes. He wasn't going to tell his boyfriend that he preferred one look over the other, mostly because Magnus looked as equally hot, and sensual, with both styles.

Pulling away with a sigh, Alec began to awkwardly maneuver himself into the bed when a warm arm suddenly wrapped around his waist.

Alec jumped slightly, twisting to look back at the face pressed into his back.

"I... I thought you were asleep?" Alec said, a smile touching his face.

Magnus mumbled something incoherent into his night-shirt.

"What was that?"

"I said," Magnus turned his face slightly, "Do you normally take time to stare at your guests while they sleep?"

Instantly Alec flushed, embarrassment ran through him and he hastily turned his head away.

"You were awake then?" He asked.

Magnus yawned and pulled Alec down underneath the covers with him.

"No," Magnus admitted, his face buried itself in the crook of Alec's neck; his breath ghosting hot air over his chilled skin. "I just wanted see if you were or not darling."

The warmth of the covers was pleasant, and Alec yanked them up further over the both of them. He yawned, the exhaustion of the day still rooted deep in his bones.

Magnus offered him a drowsy smile, one Alec could feel curve against the skin of his neck.

"Bed time?" Magnus whispered voice husky. "Normally I'd offer something else, but I do believe we've had enough excitement for one day, don't you sweet pea?"

Alec snuggled close, trying to pawn as much warmth from Magnus as possible. His foot pushed out seeking warmth, and scooted to sneak up Magnus' pant leg.

Magnus let out a rather unmanly squeal and moved all of a few inches away from Alec.

"Alec please! It's late; keep your frigid toes to yourself-!"

"Magnus c'mon..." Alec groaned, tugging the other close. He wiggled his toes, earning a grunt of dissatisfaction from Magnus. There was a grumble of complaint, but no other noises from Magnus.

Alec stayed silent, his vision hazy and blurry in the dim light of the room. It was after a moment or two when he heard the first snore, and he realised that his boyfriend had fallen asleep.

Beside the nervous butterflies that had once been fluttering in his stomach, Alec found himself alone with his thoughts once again.

Another sigh passed his lips, and he moved his arm out from the warmth of his covers to reach over and turn out the light.

"'Night Magnus."

The next morning Alec woke to the distinct feeling of something suffocating him. It took him a moment or two to figure out that he was, in fact, not breathing, and that even if he tried he couldn't. Alec flailed, pushing the weight off of him as he greedily sucked air back into his lungs. He was surprised as reoriented himself, to find that the weight was not in the form of a warm Magnus, but a furry fat cat. He could tell by the hair he was spitting out of his mouth and the angry-looking large ball of fat and fur glaring at him from the floor.

He couldn't believe that his cat, Church, had decided to come to his room of all things to wake him up.

Why his room? Alec groaned, and glanced over to where his boyfriend was still sleeping peacefully despite the ruckus Alexander had caused.

Alec was getting the feeling that Magnus would sleep through just about anything. It was no wonder the superstar had been late to their appointment.

It was only as Alec began to ease himself out of the bed did he realise that for the first time, in a long time, that he had slept through the entire night without one nightmare. This realisation made him pause, for that matter, how had he managed to sleep the entire night without assaulting Magnus? The last time Izzy had tried to wake him he had left her with bruises.

Alec frowned as he reached for his crutches, the sun was casting patterns on the floor and as he hoisted himself up onto his metal aides he caught a glimpse of the time. Already it was well past noon, Alec had no doubt that their date last night had probably exhausted them both, and after contemplating waking Magnus up, he decided to let Magnus sleep a little longer.

Following his demon cat down the hallway, and struggling down the stairs, Alec hobbled into the kitchen. He froze almost instantly his jaw dropping open slightly. There was his sister, dressed in only an oversized teacher - one that definitely didn't belong to her - kissing, no snogging the living daylights out of a man.

"ISABELLE!" Alec yelled, his hands flying up to cover his eyes, his crutch hit the ground with a clatter, and he heard a small scream.

"Alec! What, What are you doing?!"

Alec raised his head, peering through his fingers at the pair. "What am I doing?!" He said, his voice growing in volume. "Why are you making out on the counter? We cook there-?!" His voice trailed off as he noticed the man standing sheepishly next to Isabelle. "Simon?!" Alec spluttered, incredulous. His eyes darted back and forth between the teen - or more appropriately a man now - and his baby sister.

Simon had been his friend in high school, one of the first people he had come out to, and Alec had only just got back in touch with him. It was almost surreal to him to see his once geeky friend standing shirtless - with a set of abs Alec swore he wasn't noticing - pressed up against his little sister.

Simon scratched the back of his neck. "Hey Alec,' He offered a weak smile." Long-time no see?"

Alec groaned, and ran a hand down his face. He pinched at the bride of his nose in distress.

"Look Alec you can't tell me-"

Alec shook his head at his sister. "I'm not going to," He muttered. "Just- Not in the kitchen, please." He stressed.

"Sorry Alec." Simon and Izzy both said in unison.

Alec nodded once. "Alright, I'm going to pretend I didn't just see you with your hands up my sister's shirt,"

Simon blushed, and Alec felt an odd surge of pride that it wasn't him for once.

"And I'm going to make myself a coffee." Stooping to collect his crutch he had dropped. Alec moved past the couple - he was still trying to work out how Simon had ended up with Izzy - and towards the coffee machine.

Isabelle and Simon hovered around the kitchen, Izzy coming over to jump up onto the counter where Alec was making his coffee.

"So," She said. "Where's Magnus?"

Simon came over, grabbing a mug from the cupboard. "Magnus is here?" He asked.

Alec suddenly felt a lurch of dread in his stomach.

Izzy nodded. "He took Alec out on a date last night."

"He did?" Simon asked.

Alec scowled. "How do you know Magnus?"

Simon leaned back against the counter, his fingers finding Izzy's. The gesture didn't go unnoticed by Alec who was pouring his much-needed cup of coffee.

"Do you remember how I told you my band actually wasn't completely shitty?"

Alec frowned, trying to remember back to the small outing he had with Simon weeks ago. "The Mortal Instruments?"

Simon nodded. "Yeah, that's what we call it. Anyways' Magnus has done a few shoots for us, promotional and stuff of the sorts."

"I see." Alec took a careful sip of his coffee.

"That's beside the point," Izzy said. "Come on Alec spill, what were you two doing that had you so distracted that you fell down the stairs?" She put extra emphasis on the word and Alec felt his face heat up as he recalled exactly what he and Magnus had been doing before he fell down.

"You fell down the stairs?" Simon echoed, reaching over to pour himself a cup of coffee. "Damn," He muttered. "What were you two doing?"

"A true gentleman kisses but never tells."

Alec glanced up at the sound of Magnus' voice, and was pleasantly surprised to see his boyfriend, in all his glory in the entry way to the kitchen. Magnus had changed back into his suit from the night before. It was slightly rumpled in places, but either than that Magnus was as stunning as the night before.

"Good morning Magnus," Alec said, a smile on his lips as Magnus made his way over to them.

"Good Morning darling, are these two hooligans giving you trouble?" Magnus asked, reaching over to snatch Simon's mug of coffee away. Simon gave a small 'Hey!' of protest before Magnus leaned over to press a small kiss to Alec's cheek.

Izzy watched them, and Alec did not enjoy the look she was giving him. "I take it the date couldn't have gone too bad then?" She inquired, slipping off the counter. "Come on Simon; let's leave the lovebirds to their breakfast."

"Feed Church please!" Alec called as he watched his sister and Simon disappear out of the kitchen.

Simon grinned at him and gave him thumbs up as he left.

Alec gave a huff and returned to sipping his coffee, trying to ignore the burning in his cheeks. "I thought you were sleeping," He said at last, breaking the silence between them.

Magnus chuckled. "No one could sleep through you and Isabelle,"

Alec winced. "Oh yes, remind me to bleach my eyes later. That was a sight I did not want to witness."

"Truly that terrible?" Magnus asked.

Alec nodded glumly.

Magnus sighed, and took a sip of his coffee. "As much as I hate to say it, I believe I should be heading home."

Alec nearly protested, but he knew that Magnus was right. "Do you want something to eat before you leave?"

Magnus shook his head. "Coffee is wonderful, thank you for the offer Alexander."

Alec shrugged, suddenly awkward. "It's no trouble," He mumbled.

"Though I suppose I do have to warn you before there's any sort of misunderstanding," Magnus murmured. "I am famous, and you witnessed the annoyance of the paparazzi last night." Magnus shifted and set his cup of coffee down onto the counter. "The magazines are probably going to be putting out all sort of articles about me, you, us, and before you see any of them I would like to let you know that I do have a certain reputation," Magnus hesitated.

Alec smiled, warmth spreading through him at the thought of how sweet Magnus was being. On impulse he leaned over to kiss Magnus softly. "I know Magnus; I kind of figured things would be like this when you first asked me out."

Magnus smiled ruefully. "Which was only a few days ago mind you,"

Alec grinned. "Feels like it's been forever if you ask me."

"Very true."

Alec swore that after his first date with Magnus nothing could knock him down off his high. Even if Magnus' busy schedule seemed to keep them apart, the time they spent on the phone was truly wonderful. They talked every night, and Alec would call Magnus. It was another one of those nights, about three weeks into their relationship that Alec called his boyfriend.

"Magnus?" Alec said as he flopped down onto his bed.

"Hello? Who is this?"

Alec froze with the phone against his ear. The voice on the other end was distinctly not male. Alec pulled the phone away from his ear, checking the caller ID. It was definitely Magnus' number... Trying to ignore the prickling of unease in his stomach, Alec swallowed.

"Sorry," He said, sitting up. "This is, this is Alec? Magnus' boyfriend? Is here there?"

"Oh~? You're Magnus' new boy-toy?"

Alec cringed at the tone, he did not like the way the women purred Magnus' name. She made it sound like saying his name was dirty.

He grimaced, determined not to let the strange women on the other side get to him. "Could you tell Magnus that I called?"

"I will, since he's currently... Ah, indisposed at the moment."

Worry shot through Alec. "Is he alright? What's wrong?"

A shrill laugh chimed through the phone. "He's not unwell dear, you're a naïve one aren't you? He's having fun with one of those models, back room and such."

Alec's gut twisted, and he squeezed his eyes shut. "Listen, I don't know who you are-" Alec broke off as he heard voices erupt in the background. He heard a distinct shuffling, some words and then the sound of a voice he knew all too well.

"Alexander?"

Alec bit his lip, unsure of how to feel. "Magnus." His voice sounded impersonal, almost emotionless.

So much for not letting her get to you... He thought bitterly. It was hard not to feel doubt a lot of the time, not when he was dating a hot, successful and wealthy man who worked with models who were far more attractive than himself. Alec scowled, his hand clenching around the phone in his hand.

"Having fun with the models are you?" He tried not to sound mad, he knew he was being irrational..

"Alexander please," Alec was surprised by how worn Magnus sounded. "I.. Today was not enjoyable, I do not know what Camille told you, but please, can we not have this discussion?"

"Alright," Alec mumbled, feeling chastised, at least he knew her name now. "I can call back later, if you're busy..."

"No!"

Alec flinched, startled. "Magnus? Are you alright?"

"I'm.. just work darling. Stress. How was your day?"

Alec shifted on his bed, uneasy with how Magnus was reacting. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asked, ignoring Magnus' question.

There was an uncomfortable silence along the line, and tension built along Alec's shoulders.

"I don't know."

Alec frowned, and reached for his crutches. "I'm taking the bus over; I'll be there in ten, not even."

"Alexander?"

"Yes Magnus?" Alec found his heart breaking slightly, he could hear the defeat in Magnus' tone, He had never, not in a million years thought he would ever hear Magnus so vulnerable, or so defeated. It clenched at his heart, sending a strange constricting pain through his chest. It was as he was heading towards the door he realised he would do absolutely anything for Magnus. He would turn up every stone to search for him, he would go to hell itself to find what had made Magnus sound so broken, so lost. He headed down the hall, walking while he talked.

"Can you stay on the phone?"

"Of course Magnus," He mumbled. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Anything, tell me anything, everything. Oh I don't know.."

Alec shifted, throwing his coat on. "Well, I went out with Max today, and we went to this pet store. . ."