"Hey, Alec look! I found matching glitter hats for us to wear!" Magnus said, depositing one on Alec's head. "Yours is blue, to match your eyes."

"Thanks, but…I'm not really in a glitter sort of mood." Alec said, brushing the hat aside.

"You're not still mad about that stupid game Isabelle made us play are you?"

"I don't know, are you?" Alec said, intently sharpening his arrows for his quiver. Literally.

"Are you trying to tell me something?"

"Nope."

"Cause it seems like-"

"Nope."

"Ok, well if you're sure-"

"I'm sure."

"Well, you're not going to make me go to Jordan's party alone are you?" Magnus asked, pouting slightly.

"Sure, I'll go." Alec said, picking up his glitter hat and jauntily setting it on his head. "I wouldn't miss it."

Magnus gulped as a feeling of foreboding settled in his stomach. Merlin, he loved it when his boyfriend got dangerously vague and sexy.

"Alec! Magnus! We're so glad to see you!" Maia said, nudging her boyfriend.

"Oh yeah! Hi guys!" Jordan said, coming forward and offering them both a fist-bump. "Great to see you!"

"You too!" said Alec enthusiastically, ignoring the fist bump and throwing himself into a hug with Jordan.

"Hey buddy!" Jordan said at first, and then the awkwardness set in as Alec didn't let go.

Finally, Maia turned to Magnus who had gone a pale shade of cerulean.

"Get your boyfriend off my boyfriend before I do it myself." she said, smiling with just a hit of her canines showing.

"Easy, Maia." Jordan warned, cuddling Alec closer.

Magnus gulped, smiled, then grabbed Alec and bodily pulled him away.

"Alexander! What are you doing?" Magnus hissed.

"What? Nothing? Are you okay? You look a little…cerulean."

Magnus waved his hand impatiently. "You've made your point. Obviously I'm the jealous one."

Alec smiled but Magnus held up a finger.
"I may be the jealous one, Alexander Gideon Lightwood. But so are you." he hissed before running off to see Isabelle.

"So just so we're clear…you're a wreck because Alec cuddled some other guy? No offense Magnus but you are the jealous one." Isabelle said, crossing her high heeled boots as she sat on the sink and watched Magnus repair his look.

"I am NOT!" Magnus said, pouting at himself in the mirror as he reapplied his glittery-blue mascara. "Alec gets jealous too!"

"Then you're both the jealous one. Problem solved." Isabelle said, swinging her boots. "Have you always turned blue when you get jealous?"

"No! And no, problem unsolved because Alec doesn't see it that way. So I'm gonna MAKE him see it that way." Magnus said, aggressively rubbing moisturizer into his cheekbones. "It's not just me, 900 years on this planet haven't made me crazy!"

"Magnus, you are not 900 years old, so don't even try to trick me." Isabelle said, reapplying her dark red lip gloss.

"And by the Angel, you totally have cheekbones like a Lightwood," Isabelle said, taking Magnus's chin and turning his head from one side to the other.

"Have I ever told you about some of your ancestors?" Magnus asked, staring at the necklace around Isabelle's neck. "And remind me to tell you about that necklace, someday. Maybe after my wedding." He smiled and turned to go.

"Wait-" Isabelle began.

"I remember good old Benedict Lightworm," Magnus said, chuckling to himself as he left the room.

"Wait, what? Did you say Lightworm?" Isabelle called after him. "Magnus? Magnus, come back here! And what wedding are we talking about!?"

Sorry for the wait in between chapters, feel free to leave me a review!

~xxLadyKnightxx