"Alexander, come on, we'll be late!"

Alec sighed, ruffling his hair again. He'd had Magnus pick out his outfit. Magnus didn't even offer to, it was Alec's idea – he cared about this. He knew he had to go, but he just wasn't happy about the way he looked. He didn't feel ready to go, and he sure as hell didn't feel ready to face everyone over there. He sighed again, ruffling it a last time before walking out to Magnus.

"You look great, Alexander. Stop fussing. It's not like you."

Alec blushed, but simply nodded. They walked out the door, leaving Jem to himself, and walking down to Magnus' car. Alec got in, yawning, while Magnus got in the driver's seat.

"You better not fall asleep over there. My confidence would be terribly damaged. Staying up all night was your own idea."

"I know, I know. I won't. I'm excited."

Magnus smirked and started his car. It didn't take more than a few minutes driving there, and before Alec was properly prepared the car came to a stop.

"Come on."

Alec looked over at him, biting his lip, but got out of the car. Before he knew it, Magnus was by his side, taking his hand and intertwining their fingers. He smiled reassuringly and started pulling him inside the building. It was a tall white building, mostly just looked like an office building. Alec was pulled into the lift and as soon as it closed, he was pushed up against the wars and suddenly lips were against his. He closed his eyes, leaning into Magnus and letting those burning hot lips and the tongue pry his lips open, before the lift stopped and he pushed him away, blushing.

Magnus smirked and took his hand, pulling him out of the lift and down a narrow hallway with white walls with occasional paintings and door after door. Alec couldn't even count how many they passed, when Magnus opened a door and pulled him inside. There were a bunch of people running around inside, mirrors along the walls with chairs standing in front. A few people sitting on the chairs and at last two people standing by each sitting person, shuffling with make-up and hair gel, straighteners, curlers and whatnot. Magnus let go of his hands and went over to one of the girls standing by an empty chair.

"Hey love, am I replaced yet?" He said and hugged her quickly. She smiled brightly – her hair was black and curly, framing her heart-shaped face in a lovely way.

"Not just yet, we can get you ready on time. We're in a hurry though, so get your ass in the chair, I'll find Jessie and she'll do your make-up."

Magnus smiled and sat down, glancing at Alec and called him over. "They don't mind you being here, just try not to stand too close and get in the way, okay?"

Alec smiled nervously, nodded and glancing around the room. "I didn't know it was going to be this chaotic."

"Oh, it always is at these things. A real bother, but what are you gonna do, you know? I love every bit of it. Feels like getting spoiled every time they do your hair and make-up. Makes you feel like a queen," Magnus said and starting picking a bit at his hair, sorting out a single knot he found. Alec would never have seen it – he didn't exactly have the eye for hair. Or make-up. Or clothes. Or anything. Man, he was a horrible gay guy. "They're coming back now, darling. It'll be a real chaos from now, so if you want you can go find a seat. You can stay here if you want, but we probably won't be able to talk until afterwards."

Alec nodded slowly, backing off to go find a seat, when he realized something. He looked back at Magnus. "Magnus, where-"

He was cut off when the two women came rushing over, make-up and hair-articles in hands, ready to make Magnus look as dashing as ever. It was a show, after all. Alec was just glad it wasn't underwear this time. He wouldn't be able to handle that. Especially not since that night a few weeks ago.

He found an empty seat towards the back of the make-up/hair room and sat down, watching Magnus cheerily chit-chatting with the two women – one of them was named Jessie, and that's about everything Alec knew about them. Jessie was a small woman, but beautiful nonetheless. Blonde hair with beautiful curls like the other woman. She had porcelain skin and she was in good shape – that much was obvious, even though the muscles didn't exactly spring out in your eyes when you looked at her. Alec found himself wondering why she was a make-up artist and not one of the models.

Soon enough Magnus' hair and make-up were done, and he needed to get to the wardrobe. He quickly walked down to Alec, took his hand and dragged him out of the room and into another room just two doors down the hall. This room was even more chaotic. There were clothes racks all over the place, people was racing around trying to get ready and they were running around each other, the models trying not to ruin their hair or make-up as they got dressed. Magnus looked at him.

"Okay, we definitely won't have time to talk now. That door there," – he pointed at a door down a few stairs – "will get you out right beside the catwalk. There's a front row seat reserved for you, so you don't need to worry about finding a seat. The show will start in a couple minutes, okay baby? Enjoy."

Magnus let go of his hand and ran into the chaos, trying to find his outfit and accessories and all that. Alec went over to the steps, there were only five, and he went to open the door. It was a room completely full of people on both sides of the catwalk, most of them looking like they were bored half to death. Maybe they were. Alec walked out and made sure to close the door behind him, hearing the automatic lock click. He walked along the front row, looking at the signs in the few still empty seats. It didn't take long to find his own name – his seat was around the middle on the long side of the catwalk. He sat down, a bit impatient. He vaguely remembered Magnus telling him who the designer was, but he couldn't for the life of him recall the name. He'd just have to wait and see.

Alec had to push himself through a lot of people to get to the back of the catwalk again. The designer's name was Seth-something, and he was there talking to Magnus. Alec walked towards them, and as soon as Magnus saw him, he smiled brightly and waved him over.

"Seth, this is Alexander. Alexander, this is Seth Aaron Henderson."

Seth took Alec's hand and smiled. "Just call me Seth or Seth Aaron though."

Seth was a tall man with black hair. He had a tan and a white toothy smile.

Alec nodded and smiled a bit. "Just Alec is fine. Magnus refuses to call me anything but Alexander though."

Seth nodded. "So you don't look like you're the person who'd go to runway-shows. Only here for Magnus' sake, I'm guessing?"

"Yeah… But I actually liked a lot of the clothes. Not typical fashion."

"That's good to hear, but I think Magnus and I better get out to the cameras. You coming, Magnus?"

"I'll just talk to Alexander for two minutes, I'll be right out."

Seth nodded and started walking out towards the gathering of models and other designers, paparazzo's and fashion photographers. Magnus turned towards Alec and smiled.

"So you liked it?"

Alec smiled and nodded. "I did. As I said, it's not the typical fashion. There's some edge over it, you know?"

Magnus took his hand, intertwining their fingers and started walking towards all the others, but Alec held him back. "We need to talk, Magnus," he said and bit his lip hesitantly. Magnus looked at him, not really happy anymore.

"Talk about what?"

"Uh…. Us."

Oh god, don't break up with me yet, we've just started, was Magnus' first thought. Isn't that the typical break-up line? 'We need to talk'. Magnus always used it himself. But he couldn't give up Alec, he wouldn't. "Did I… Did I do something? Alec, please don't do this, I've only had you for two weeks, I can't let you go!"

"What? No!" Alec looked like he'd just told him he had a third nipple on his leg. "I just wanted to ask you something."

That seemingly calmed Magnus down a bit and he tried to relax a bit. "Okay…"

"What… are we? I mean, I know we've kissed and all that lately, but we haven't talked about it, so…"

"Are you serious? This is what you wanted to ask? Thank God."

Alec couldn't help but smile a bit at the sigh of relief. "Yeah."

"Well, Alexander, dear. What do you want us to be?"

Alec blushed and looked down at their hands. "Together."

He missed the smile at Magnus lips, but he looked up when the voice was so happy. "Well then. Would you like to be my boyfriend, officially?"

Alec smiled. "I think I'd like that."

Magnus smiled wickedly and kissed him quickly before dragging him over to the chaos they'd both forgotten for a few moments.

AN:

Hey guuuuys. Sorry for the late update, last week was a bit... stressful. I'd hope to update during the weekend, but there were homework, essays, family trips... So yeah.

But I hope you don't hate me too much. I'm glad you guys aren't sick of the story yet. I'll just keep it going until it feels right to end it, then. Let me know if you get sick of it though, okay?

Also. On the last chapter. Holy shit, guys. Six reviews OVERNIGHT. LIKE HOLY FUCKING SHIT GUYS. I LOVE YOU. Keep it going, okay?

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I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

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