Disclaimer: Again, I own nothing but my train of thought, and Sienna, I own her

Authors note: I do, very much apologise for being a lousy person, my writing phases come and go, and when they do, I have absolutely no idea what story I will be in the mood to write, so once again I apologise and ask that you bear with me.

Blush

Not many people know it, (who is he kidding, everybody knows it) but Magnus loves it when Alec blushes. It's not just a faint tinge of pink in his cheeks, but a full sailors blush, his entire face flushing a deep crimson that sends an array of naughty images into the Warlocks head as he pictures the vast range of other ways to make his lovers face flush in that way. He first noticed it the day Alec was introduced to a close friend of Magnus' from the 50's and fellow Warlock, Sienna.

TMI-TMI-TMI-TMI-TMI

Magnus was nervous about Alec meeting Sienna, not because he thought that they wouldn't like each other, he just worried that Sienna might find a way to scare Alec off, not purposely, but unintentionally. It's just, Sienna had an extremely loud personality and Alec, Alec was not like that. Alec was quiet and shy and did not like to be noticed, or at least was used to not being noticed, it was a stark contrast to Sienna with her bubble-gum pink hair and loud t-shirts. So when Alec turned up at the apartment unexpectedly whilst Sienna was visiting, Magnus began to panic just a little (actually a lot what is they hated each other and he had to choose between them!)

Sienna only laughed at him when he voiced his concerns and opened the door to say hi.

"Hi, I'm Sienna, you must be Alec, Magnus has told me so much about you, and I must say, I thought he was overselling, but he really wasn't, you are one handsome Devil, like, wow!" she said holding up her hair and fanning her face. Magnus dramatically face palmed and Alec simply blushed, well not simply, more like furiously, but it was then that Magnus noticed it looked simply gorgeous on him.

TMI-TMI-TMI-TMI-TMI

So Magnus has spent six months noticing every blush, whenever the boy is complemented or feels awkward or when Magnus whispers something even remotely dirty in his ear, and relishes in the perfect sight of his lover's face heating up and colouring brilliantly. And when Alec blushed insanely at a comment made by yet another one of Magnus' warlock friends at a party, it took all his self-control not to turn into one of those giggling little schools girls that mundie's seem to enjoy watching on television. Instead he grabbed Alec by the waist and steered him into the bedroom. His guests could do without them for the time being.

Authors Note: I don't think this one is as good as what I would have liked, but I was having a really difficult time with anything for the letter B

PS. The rewrite isn't particularly fabulous either…