What's up peoples? I got bored during Spanish, so I decided to add another chapter!

This chapter is exactly the same as the last one, but it's in Alec's point of view and it goes on a little farther...

I am Cassandra Clare. I own the MALEC! (JK)

Enjoy!

Magnus pulled me onto his lap so I was lying on my stomach with my head in his lap. I crossed my arms and used them as a sort pillow to make myself a little more comfortable. He threw one arm across the couch and was stroking me with the other. I purred at the feeling of his hand in my hair. He laughed. "You like that. Don't you?" He was talking to me as if I was Chairman Meow. I opened one eye and smiled. I closed my eye and for a few moments just relished the feeling of being touched. Then I heard a knock on the door.

Magnus put on an evil expression. "Enter." He commanded.

I heard the door open. The only sound was footsteps, coming towards the couch. There was a beat of silence before Jace spoke.

"Look, we just need some place to hide...Ow!"

"What he means..." I heard Isabelle say slowly. "Is that we are very sorry for all we've put you through, and that in the future, we are going to treat you with more respect, isn't that right, Jace?"

"Yeah, right." I barely heard Jace mumble

I opened my eyes and regarded them lazily. They were standing 'at attention'. The way they stand in front of my parents when they just got caught doing something they weren't supposed to...scary.

"You sound like your apologizing to mom for messing up her carpets." I said after a few moments of silence.

"Yeah and?" Isabelle glared at him, but he ignored her, instead focusing his gaze on me, his eyes intense.

"It was a statement of the obvious, Jace." I said coolly. "You, of all people, should know that. You happen to do it a lot."

Jace looked furious. He opened his mouth to object, but Isabelle kicked him. Ignoring his glaring, she turned to me. "So does this mean we're forgiven?" She sounded way too hopeful.

Magnus, who had been silent this whole time, snpoke. "Oh no, far from it, darling." He sounded mischievous. Uh oh. "I'm not a very forgiving person..."

"But we don't need your forgiveness." Jace interrupted. Isabelle aimed her foot at Jace, but before she could kick him, Magnus stopped her. Weird...

"That won't be necessary. I know why you've come here, and it's not to apologize. It's because you're hiding from your parents." He said it like a statement.

Busted. Isabelle opened her mouth to object, but Magnus interrupted. "No lying, you know it's true." She shut her mouth. "You are allowed to stay here until the storm blows over..." HUH? "BUT!" Oh, Thank God... "Since it's my house..." he flipped me over, and pulled me up. I was now sitting on his lap, with his arms wrapped around me. "I'm allowed to do whatever I want..." He kissed my forehead, "with no..." He moved down and kissed my nose. "complaining!" He kissed me on the mouth. I sighed, allowing him to stick his tongue inside my mouth, and moved my arms up to wrap them around his neck.

I was vaguely aware of Jace saying something, but I couldn't make out the words. I didn't care. All that existed was Magnus...

He broke away. I was disappointed until I felt him kissing my neck, biting and sucking on the sensitive skin. My face started to heat up a little. Magnus's hands moved up my shirt. I felt myself blush deeper.

Jace made a repulsed sound and practically yelled, "Guys! Boundaries! I don't care if you do it, as long as it's not in front of ME!" Magnus stopped and looked up to glare. Grr...you'll pay for that later, Jace...

I was considering all the possible punishments when Magnus started to disentangle himself from me. I started to whine and wrapped my arms a little tighter. He smiled at me when Isabelle mouthed 'I'll handle this', grabbed Jace's arm and half-dragged, half-lead him to the kitchen.

Magnus was about to go back to kissing my neck, when we heard someone screaming in the kitchen.

"WHAT THE HELL? Are you trying to make him mad?"

Magnus groaned and disentangled himself from me. He grinned as my face slipped into a pout.

"I'll be right back, love. I just have to go make sure those two get out!" He gave me a quick peck on the cheek before storming into the kitchen.

I sat up, wincing. My entire body from my waist down still hurt from Magnus's 'punishment'. I think he might have broken my tailbone...

I rubbed my lower back in small circles, trying to numb the pain a little. I get hurt on an almost daily basis, but that doesn't mean I enjoy it...or that I'm partially immune to it. A cut can still feel painful, even after you've been stung. Granted, the sting will hurt more, but that doesn't make the cut hurt less.

"I KNOW THAT! Why do you keep treating me like I'm an idiot?" I chuckled silently to myself as I heard Jace yell. I folded my arms across my chest and leaned back, wincing only slightly.

I heard a thud. I could still hear Magnus's voice, so I assumed that Isabelle had tackled Jace...which made me a little concerned...

I sat there for a few seconds, doing nothing when Isabelle walked out.

I was still semi-mad at her, so I glared at her. She sighed and sat next to me. I didn't want her near me, I scouted farther away and turned my face so she couldn't see my expression.

"Look Alec, I'm REALLY sorry..." Isabelle started. Yeah, right. If you were you wouldn't have come here... "I didn't realize mom and dad would make you clean up..." well, what did you think they'd do? leave it until they found you? Really, Izzy, this is MOM we're talking about..."...and...I guess I didn't realize that you wanted to go..." I tried to cover my smirk with my hand. "...I guess I also didn't get that you cared if the place was clean or not..." I laughed silently. "Alec...please say something..." I finally turned around to face her, trying hard not to laugh. "What's so funny?" She looked insulted.

"You are. Do you know nothing about me? You know I don't care for parties, well..." I amended when I saw her raise an eyebrow. "...unless it's one of Magnus's..." She grinned. "...and you know I don't care so much about cleaning up. I don't like it, but it's not a big deal...and as for whether or not I care about cleanliness and orderliness..." I swept my hand around the apartment, which was a complete mess. Not as much as the Institute had been, but it was still trashed. "...let's just say that this place would be clean if that was the case." Her grin grew a fraction wider. "You do know why I was mad, though. Right?" I got serious. She wasn't as clueless as Jace, but she was still pretty slow...

My fears were proven unnecessary when she nodded her head and mouthed 'Magnus'. "But that's not all of it..."

"I was also because Jace was giving you a hard time and...so was I." She looked down at her hands, ashamed. "I'm sorry we teased you about missing Magnus...I promise I won't do it ever again...I swear on the Angel." I flashed her an appreciative smile."No promises on Jace, though" I laughed.

"Wasn't planning on getting any." A crashing noise was heard in the kitchen. I rolled my eyes. "I'd better go see what that was." I got up, a little stiffly. Isabelle smirked. "Still trying to recover from Magnus's 'punishment'?". My face heated up again. Isabelle followed, still smiling...

...until we walked into the kitchen, to find Jace and Magnus looking like they were about to kill each other...

"Take. It. Back." Magnus growled, his hands sparkling with blue fire. His back was to us, so he didn't see me.

"No." Jace sneered, his knife was out and eyes were blazing dangerously. I don't think he saw us either, he was too busy focusing on Magnus.

Me and Isabelle looked at each other and rolled our eyes. "We leave you two alone for less than five minutes and you're already trying to kill each other." I scolded. Both Magnus and Jace jumped about ten feet in the air. The flames on Magnus's hands went out and Jace sheathed his blade. "I think that's our cue to leave." Isabelle said as she dragged a reluctant Jace out the door.

Once we were alone, I looked up at Magnus's face. He just scowled at the door. "Alright." I sighed. "What'd he say?"

"He said my glitter was lame." Magnus's voice sounded hurt. He put a hand to his heart, injured. "My glitter is most certainly not lame! Is it?" He asked shyly.

I laughed. "Don't bother listening to anything Jace tells you. It will only cause a lot of unnecessary pain and confusion." His arms wrapped around me. We stood like that for a while. Finally, He asked "What do you think?"

I smiled. "I love your glitter..." I kissed his neck. "I love your make-up..." I kissed his jaw. "but most of all..." I kissed his cheek. "I love you." I kissed his mouth, he smiled and kissed me back...

AW! :) I just LOVE fluffiness, don't you?

Don't go away people, it's not over yet! i still have one (or two) more chapters to go!

Oh, and I'm sorry the characters are OOC...I tried to do the best i could, but Magnus didn't come out sarcastic enough and neither did Jace...oh well!

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