AU world where Magnus is the overdramatic and fabulous Shadowhunter with a need for killing demons and getting customised to the extreme.
Magnus was flustered. The Clave had turned down his request for new curtains. 'This place needs a serious makeover' he kept telling them but it wasn't in the budget or whatever they were saying but he wasn't listening by then. Finances blah blah.
He stormed into his room, slamming the door behind him. 'How could they do this! Soon the fashion police will be shutting this place down and I'll be telling them I told you so!' He sauntered over to the bed and threw himself onto it. The dark purple sheets a reminder of the curtains which didn't match.
He rolled over onto the left side of the bed and reached out to open the drawer of his bed side cabinet. Pulling a small mirror out, he admired the crystal jewelled handle which almost gleamed when he held it. It was a precious belonging; he examined his eye-shadow. Still perfectly applied, the light dusting of glitter reflecting the light made his eyes sparkle. 'Hmm, you're still as fabulous as ever Magnus!' He told himself, but something wasn't quite right, he had customized everything he could, from turning his Stele pink; despite the institution advising against it. 'I have everything colour coordinated. Which just leaves one thing left.' looking in the mirror, one that he tilted it down to look at the runes on his chest which were just visible through his shirt. 'I do love a challenge.'
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'Okay, I'm going out bye!' Magnus quickly ran to the entrance of the institute. That was when he bumped into Lydia. 'Off out Magnus?' Smirking she looked at him questioningly. 'perhaps?' He suddenly felt like he was a kid being caught eating sweets before dinner and he knew that she had a pretty good idea of where he was going out to. 'Magnus, it's fine. I'll see you later.' She winked at him and walked off. He breathed a sigh of relief and swinging the door open with as much drama as he could muster he stepped out.
It was cold outside causing him to wrap the dark purple jacket he had on tighter round his body. Getting to the place would take some time but with the necklace he had he didn't need to walk. 'Putting the portal shard in between two fingers he visualised Alec's apartment. That super attractive warlock who he knew just had a thing for him but hadn't admitted it.
Opening his eyes, he was stood in front of the apartment door. 'Magic works a charm huh.' He muttered to himself, he started to feel a bit anxious as he tapped the door with his knuckles. He could faintly hear Alec shouting 'one second!' From inside his apartment, Magnus knew he was using magic to tidy the place as per usual. He remembered the first time he went round there, the mess that was scattered just about everywhere.
The door opened and Magnus thought he was going to faint, there stood Alec with a vest on, his strong muscular arms on display. The vest just about fit but Magnus could see a six pack underneath. He was wearing grey tracksuit bottoms like he was getting ready to exercise. It took everything Magnus had to stop himself from fainting. 'Erm yes er hello Alexander!' He started muttering like a fool and it was obvious the sight of him in his gym outfit was getting Magnus flustered.
'Come in Magnus.' He moved to the side of the doorway and signalled for Magnus to enter. 'So Alexander, were you going out to the gym? I mean judging by your attire.' He hadn't seen Alec dressed so casual? It was a surprise to say the least and a nice change from the suits he usually wore despite going no where.
'This? No I fancied a change for once.' It hit Magnus then, the house was already tidy. He changed his outfit, Alec was expecting it to be Magnus and knew exactly what to wear to get that effect he had on him. 'You sneaky bastard.' He whispered to himself as Alec led them to his sofa. Magnus took a seat and watched as Alec sat down opposite him.
It was taking all of Magnus' strength to not jump across the expertly crafted coffee table and tear Alec's clothes off. 'Do you want a drink?' Magnus was daydreaming about Alec and completely blanked him. 'Hmm?' He suddenly realised he was being spoke to and turned his head to look at him. 'Did you want a drink I was saying?' Alec laughed, that a deep chesty laugh which made Magnus feel instantly more relaxed.
'Do you have tea?' Alec nodded and snapped his fingers, a tray with two cups and a pot of tea appeared on the table. He poured tea into both cups and handed Magnus one. He lifted it up, holding it tightly to prevent from giving his nerves away. He had no clue why he was becoming anxious again, perhaps it was the stare he was receiving with those piercing eyes or heat he could feel rising in his chest. He sipped his tea and almost spat it out. 'Eugh! Where is the sugar in this!' He could hear Alec laughing, 'I-I'm sorry I should have asked. Try it now.' He was struggling to talk from the laughter, Magnus attempted another sip and found that whatever Alec had done to it, it tasted much better. 'Now Alexander, I haven't told you the reason I came here today.' He lifted an eyebrow in question, but he had an idea it was more cosmetic work. 'Now I've been very grateful for the things you've done for me. But I feel like there's just one thing missing. My runes. Can you change them into a different colour? I've always disliked the colour they turn into.' He was indicating the dull purplish black they turned after they were drawn. 'You want me to alter the colour of your runes?' He sounded surprised, he had changed the colour of his stele to pale pink with diamanté detailing. He often changed the highlights he had in his fringe and the design of his rings but this was the most unusual request Alec had received.
'I want them a cobalt blue?' He was sure that Alec had the ability to do this, being the High Warlock of Brooklyn and all. 'And the Clave are cool with this?' Magnus forgot about that, but what did it matter to them anyway? The only thing Lydia did was raise an eyebrow when she saw the pink stele. As long as the runes kept their effect it didn't matter if he had the colour customised, well that was the reasoning Magnus was using.
'Yes, I checked with them. You see Alexander, I was just speaking to them this morning about it.' Magnus looked everywhere except in Alec's direction knowing full well that was a lie. 'Hmm' was all that the warlock said in response, also knowing that was false. 'Now for the price.' Magnus swore he saw him smirk. He lifted his cup of tea to his lips and took a sip as Alec spoke, 'the price for changing your runes is dinner with me. A date if you want to call it that.' Magnus sprayed his drink all over Alec who shot up out of the chair in a mix of shock and disgust.
'Oh my god Alexander, I am so terribly sorry.' He stood up as well and grabbed a handkerchief out of his pocket, and moved over to stand in front of Alec. Dabbing the tea off his face 'I can't apologise enough.' He knew that with a wave of his hand magic would clean it up but for some reason Alec didn't use magic and let Magnus do it.
They dared to attempt eye contact and could feel the attraction burning. Magnus drank in every detail of Alec, those gorgeous Hazel eyes, the definition of his jawline; all he could think about was kissing him. Standing on tiptoes he leaned in encouraging their mouths to touch. It was one of those moments like the calm before the storm. The indescribable moment of pleasure washed over them by, Magnus was entranced by the kiss, sure he'd kissed guys and women before that was nothing to Magnus but never a downworlder. The allure was what thrilled him, the rebellion and breaking the rules gave him a thrill he couldn't get any other way.
Magnus couldn't stand on his tiptoes anymore and pulled away much to Alec's disappointment. 'That was unexpected. Do I take that as a yes for dinner?' Alec grinned, he planned this whole thing. Magnus laughed, 'How long have you known?' Alec acted confused but they both knew he was sure of how Magnus felt for a while. 'I've known since the first time we met. You aren't the subtlest of people.' Magnus could feel himself blushing and he turned away to stop Alec from seeing.
'Magnus I almost forgot.' Alec lifted his hand and waved it over the shadowhunter. He felt tingling on the areas where his runes were for a moment before the sensation disappeared. Looking down at his arms the runes had turned into a cobalt blue like he requested. 'Those look perfect. Thank you Alexander. He smiled warmly.
'Now Mr Bane, would you like to stay for dinner?' There was a hint of a smile on his face and a flirtatious tone in his voice. Magnus smiled, 'I'd love to. I'm famished.'
A/N: I thought I would try something a bit different. I hope you liked it. If you did, feel free to let me know in the reviews, and follow and favourite this for more stories!
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