I realise some funky schiznit happened the first time I published this chapter... I think I fixed it? Let's see...

Angel, punctual cannot be a word in his dictionary. His short, sexy dictionary. "Where is he!" the blue eyed warlock muttered angrily under his breath, annoyed at his boyfriend late appearance. Calm, he's probably off saving the world. Don't be selfish. Mundanes come first. He made a low growling sound somewhere deep in his throat. "Don't worry, he's" he stopped murmuring for a second, glancing down at his antique black watch "Forty-five minute late! Angel, Magnus!" He sat up straighter as he felt someone behind him. Mundanes didn't need to hear him muttering like a crazy person.

"Waiting for someone?" a smooth voice from behind him asked. Alec shook his head. He had a boyfriend, he wasn't allowed to think about Mundanes. Not even Mundanes with sexy voices.

"No, sorry-"he started, turning around to face the mundane and did a double take. "Angel, Magnus! God, how did I not hear it was you?" to answer the Nephilim simply pointed at one of his dark runes. Quietude. That makes sense. "So, how are you?" He asked, gesturing at the chair across from him. Magnus sat down, an eyebrow raised.

"Don't you want to know why I was forty-five minutes late?" he asked, smirking. Alec shrugged in return to his question.

"I figured you were off doing Shadowhunter… whatnot." Magnus smiled sweetly at that, though there were still traces of his previous smirk.

"Ah, my Alexander. Such a way you have with words." Alec rolled his blue eyes, but his heart still fluttered in his chest. My Alexander. Angel, how he says my name.

"Don't be pedantic Magnus dear. So, since you obviously want me to ask, what has my dear boyfriend been up to and why was he nearly an hour late to our date? Please. Enlighten me." He said sarcastically, met in return with an eye roll from said boyfriend. Suddenly, the Nephilim pulled a beautiful bunch of red roses from behind his back. And he was –honest to goodness- blushing. "And this took forty-five minutes?" he asked, a dark brow raised. Magnus visibly wilted and Alec inwardly cursed his dry sense of humor. "Magnus, Magnus. I'm kidding." The angel looked up at him, a hopeful look on his beautiful face. "I love them, they are beautiful. Red roses are my favourite flower." He said softly, sniffing the fragranced flowers in front of him. Magnus was now grinning at him, his gorgeous face lit up like a Christmas tree. "It's been… a very long time since anybody got me flowers. In fact," he started, lost in thought "I think this is the first gift I have had in some four hundred years." Magnus' eyes widened, though if it was from surprise at his age of the fact that he never received presents, Alec couldn't tell. Turns out it was the latter.

"Four hundred… Have you really not had a gift since the seventeenth century?" he said, making sure to speak quietly so as not to cause any Mundanes to think he was delusional. Alec just chuckled at his question and his surprised face.

"Believe it or not, most people aren't as kind as the magnificent you. Nobody really cared enough to buy me anything." He shrugged, wanting to change the subject. But Magnus could see through his façade and knew what his gift really meant to Alec.

"I'm glad you like it." He said simply, understanding that his boyfriend wanted to get away from that specific topic.

"I don't like it Magnus. I love it." Alec smiled sweetly, causing Magnus' heart to beat just a little faster.

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"So, what's new in your fancy High Warlock world?" Magnus asked the warlock. They had been casually chatting for the past hour, jus listening to each other and staring into each other's eyes. Alec sighed, thinking about his predicament with Clary and Valentine and the fairy queen.

"Well, a daughter of the Seelie Queen named Clarissa appeared at my door step the other night at ten O'clock. Turns out, the Queen's been kidnapped by the greater demon Valentine, and Clary was caught in the middle of it all. I have been working nonstop with Jace and Isabelle for the past few day trying to work out why all of the sudden this greater demon has come out of hiding and kidnapped the bloody Seelie Queen!" He sighed roughly then noticed the surprised look on Magnus' face. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lay that all on you." Magnus kept shaking his head, though his eyes were still wide.

"It's okay Alec. But, man, that's deep! I didn't realised you High Warlocks dealt with shit like that!" At Alec's cocked brow, he grinned sheepishly. "I guess that's your whole job, isn't it." He sighed for his boyfriend, thinking about how difficult this 'case' must be. "So, Jace and Isabelle? I've never heard you mention them before." The unspoken question rested between them and Alec happily answered.

"Jace and Isabelle are practically my siblings. It is rare for Warlocks to have any help in their childhood, most don't meet other Warlocks till their early adulthood." Alec ignored the pitying looks he was getting from Magnus. He was used to it after all these centuries. "We were all really lucky. I met Isabelle when we were both five and Jace when we were ten. We discovered out abilities together. They are my family." Magnus still had questions, but was relieved at the fact that Alec hadn't suffered alone for too long.

"Would you like to meet them?" Alec asked quickly, ignoring that little nagging voice in his head. It's too early to meet the family. Magnus was clearly surprised, but nodded slowly. From what little he knew about Alec's family, they all sounded like lovely people, and if Alec loved them, he would too.

"Sure. I'd love to meet them." Alec's expression was slightly surprised, like he hadn't though Magnus would say yes. After his initial shock, Alec looked relieved.

"Really?" he whispered quietly, still unsure. At Magnus' warm smile and soft nod he relaxed completely into his seat. "Okay. Would you like to help with our Seelie Queen 'case'? You could meet them then." He smiled sweetly at his Nephilim and the Shadowhunter melted slightly, completely endeared.

"Of course, baby. That sounds great." Alec blushed at the endearment and he wasn't used to them directed at him. He waved over the waitress to pay for their mediocre meal and dragged Magnus outside and into the closest and least scary looking alley way. He shoved his Shadowhunter against the rough brick wall, kissing him with all the compassion and awe and love he had. He kissed him like his immortal life depended on it. And at that moment, it seemed as though it did.

Breathing heavily, Alec pulled back just enough to see his boyfriend face and stare into his golden green eyes. "What was that for?" the Nephilim asked, breathlessly. Don't burden him, it's too early. You'll scare him away.

"Nothing dear. Nothing at all."*

*Kinda TBC reference? Kinda.

So, this was originally going to be a filler chapter until my empty brain restarted, but in the end it is by far my longest chapter so far. Like, WTH? Oh well, how was it? Please review and tell me what you think. Thanks for sticking around so long. ^-^