Hi guys! Okay, I am alive. I wanted to upload earlier today, but I've recently started a new show (Merlin) and I've been watching it nonstop sooo yeah. One more chapter (I almost just typed episode omg) of boring old stuff. Except, I hope this isn't as boring as last chapter, it's just a lot of internal monologue. I wrote most of this around midnight. I am uploading this at 1am and I have school in 6 hours so you all better love me!

-Hannah

Disclaimer: I STILL don't own anything. One day...

(Jace POV)

"Is he alright?" Jace inquired, looking down at his dark-haired parabatai. "Seriously how is he not awake? Shouldn't he be out like running or something?"

It was 10:08 in the morning. Now to most people, such as myself, this was rather earlier. But he honestly couldn't remember the last time he saw Alec sleep past 8:30. Usually when Jace woke up, Alec had already gone for a morning jog and made breakfast or something of that nature.

Snapping back to reality, Jace noticed Izzy yanking on Alec's legs. He thought she was trying to wake him up but wasn't sure. That looked extremely painful. How was he still asleep?

"ALEXANDER LIGHTWOOD, WAKE UP!"

"Izzy calm down. By the Angel, he's sleeping. He's probably just tired."

"No way in hell, Jace. His 'sleeping in' is waking up at 8 and not taking a shower right away. This is weird."

"Well what do you think happened? He's perfectly healthy, it's not like he's dead. Look he's breathing."

That he was. His chest rose with each intake of his breath and fell soon after. He looked rather peaceful.

"Just leave him be, he'll probably wake up soon."

She gave him a thoughtful glance before sighing and walking out of the room with Jace.

(Magnus POV) – When I say 'Magnus' point of view, it will mean Magnus's thoughts in Alec's body. :)

Why does my back hurt so much?

Magnus opened his eyes to find that the light was already on. It was so bright though, so he just closed his eyes and laid in bed some more, lost in thought.

He started thinking about the fight with Alec last night. Maybe he shouldn't have gotten so angry at him. Except…no. Alec had no right to degrade his job like that. He worked his ass off just like Shadowhunters did. They were both a little strung up. If they just talked it out, it'd be fine. No big deal, right?

What time was it anyways? Magnus reached over to the bed side table and grabbed his phone. (A/N: he's still tired, he doesn't realize it's not his phone at first) Wait, 10:19 am but why was there eight missed calls? They we're all from…Magnus? What the hell? Why did he have Alec's phone? He hit the redial button and pressed the cell to his ear.

The phone stopped ringing and he heard a click, "Hello-"

"MAGNUS? What the hell is going on!?"

(Alec POV) – Again, when it's Alec POV, it's Alec in Magnus's body. For future reference!

Alec awoke to the birds chirping outside the bedroom window and sun streaming in through the window. He guessed it was probably sometime around 7:30 in the morning which was when he usually woke up. As he lay in bed resting his eyes a little longer, he realized his back felt amazing. He often wakes with an ache in his back, but his bed was more comfortable than usual this morning. After stretching for a couple of seconds, he swung his legs around the side of the bed and stood up.

That may have been the best sleep he had gotten since he was a child. One more time, he raised his arms in the air and yawned. He felt odd, almost lanky. Walking toward the bathroom, he felt more graceful than usual. Wait a second...where he would usually turn left to walk into the bathroom, he found himself in a huge walk-in closet. It was full of clothes, bags, scarves, shoes, and make-up bags. But the most horrifying part- it was color-coordinated.

He was most definitely NOT in his room, but it certainly wasn't a stranger's room. This room belonged to his boyfriend, Magnus Bane. He ran out of the closet and into the bathroom. He couldn't believe his eyes. Right there, wide-eyed, was the tall, lean and tan body of Magnus. To make matters worse, he was dressed in nothing but boxers.

Alec felt his face heat up but no blush. So if he was correct, Magnus must be in his body. Does that mean Magnus would be the one blushing? No, he probably never got embarrassed. Magnus was shameless. Alec ran back into the bedroom and threw some clothes on. Not the usual Magnus attire, though. He might be in his body, but that did not mean he was putting on leopard print skinny jeans and shirts with buckles, glitter, you name it. He found a green v-neck laying around and threw it on, along with some black sweats that said VEGAS down the leg. Good enough.

Alec picked up the phone and called Magnus but only got voicemail. After trying to reach him eight more times, he realized something. It was only 8 in the morning. Alec would sooner get on a float in the Thanksgiving Day Parade and do a strip tease than Magnus would wake up before 10. That meant he had two hours to pass before he even had a chance of reaching Magnus.

…

After he had cleaned out Magnus's wardrobe and put everything on hangers, vacuumed and cleaned the bathroom, he looked at the clock. It read 10:17. Perfect timing.

He threw the cleaning supplies back where he found them and tried calling Magnus again. Thankfully, this time he picked up on the third ring.

"Hello-"

"MAGNUS? What the hell is going on!?"

(Magnus POV)

Well, this was certainly a new way to wake up. It was only 10:20 in the morning, too much. "Alec? Yes it's me, what's wrong with you? Why do you have my phone?"

"No, Magnus. Ok I have no idea how to explain this. I think I have my own phone in my hand but I'm not the one talking on it?" Yes, perfect explanation Alexander.

"Alec, that makes absolutely no sense." Was he drunk?

"Magnus, I know it sounds crazy…I'm talking on your phone but I'm not me, really…" He trailed off. "Do I sound crazy?"

"Just a bit."

"Please, just go look in a mirror. No, you don't even have to do that. If I'm correct…Have you checked your surroundings recently?"

"I just woke up, not really."

"Magnus, just look around, check out a mirror, listen to 'your' voice." He sounded really worried. He also sounded very…not Alec. His voice had this weird accent to it, kind of like how I've heard mine is like.

And Magnus's voice, it sounded really raspy. Probably just from waking up, but it was still different. Maybe he was coming down with a cold?

Magnus stood up and noticed that this was most definitely not his room. The walls were a barren white, as opposed to his colorful ones. The sheets were white as well, instead of canary yellow like they should be. And where were all the posters? It looked like it should be Alec's room.

Except, he realized, it WAS Alec's room.

"Why am I in your room and you're not?" He questioned the boy on the phone.

"Nothing is going to make sense until you look in a mirror. Even then, it's not going to make sense."

"Whatever you say," he said before walking over to the only mirror in the nearly empty room.

Standing in front of him was his beautiful blue-eyed boyfriend, clad in jeans from the night before and one of the infamous black t-shirts. Not without any holes, of course.

"What the actual-"

"Magnus," Alec warned. He hated when Magnus swore a lot.

"Sorry babe."

"Babe?" he asked with an almost sarcastic tone.

"Babe."

"Whatever."

"Ok, but really," Magnus started, "I'm so confused."

"You and me both, babe. How about this, come on over to the apartment. I just need to see this for real."

"Give me half an hour. Wait no, more like 45 minutes. I haven't gotten ready yet."

"Please don't forget that you aren't Magnus right now. You are Alec. Alec does not dress in skinny jeans and rainbow vests." He said, almost as if it were a threat. Not that he would do anything, just blush or something adorable like that.

"Mhmmm." And with that, I pressed the end button on the cell and threw it on the bed.

"Does this boy have any color in his closet?" Magnus murmured to himself. He did find a nice fitted pair of jeans and put those on, getting rid of the mucky old ones. Alec did have a white t-shirt, which was a nice change from black. He slipped that on and went in the bathroom.

Magnus looked in the mirror and it fully hit him that he was Alexander Lightwood. He could put hair gel in his hair. He could dress however he wanted. He could do so many things right now that he had always wished he could. Unfortunately, Alec had no hair products so he just brushed his teeth and left. Magnus loved his messy bed hair so he left that as is.

He hopped in a cab and headed straight to his apartment. Within about 30 minutes he was standing in front of his own door asking to be let in. He knocked on the wood and waited a few seconds before…he saw himself open the door.

"Alec?" He said to the boy in the doorway.

"Ok, this is way weirder than I was expecting."

I SUCK AT ENDINGS SORRY! Please review and I'll feel obliged to update faster!