Okay. So, yeah. I've been playing around with a few of my unfinished Malec fics... Apologies to anyone was was waiting for them years ago. Life got hard and time ran away from me. If anyone still has alerts set for these fics, surprise! If no one is reading them anymore, I totally get it. And for any newbies, Hey! and Welcome!

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Alec had woken with a pounding head and dry mouth. He was immediately sick and in desperate need of a shower. As he cleaned himself, the night before came flooding back.

Alec flushed crimson.

Oh god. Had he really made out with Magnus? Not just made out with, but danced with, kissed, touched. He heard Magnus' voice growling in his ear.

"Mine."

Alec looked in the mirror and saw little red marks all over his skin.

He was Magnus' indeed.

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Magnus was violently sick for the first few hours of the day. He kept his drapes closed and moaned as he hugged the toilet bowl.

Around 2pm, he started to feel better. He climbed in the shower and was revitalised by the water. As he washed, the night before played in his mind.

Drinking, dancing, playing games. 7 minutes in heaven. With Alexander.

Oh fuck.

He had practically thrown himself at the boy. They danced. Magnus had never felt so turned on, with the black-haired, blue-eyed Adonis under his spell. Then in the bedroom, that kiss. Alec was talented. Oh, so talented. Magnus could still feel his body pressed tight against his own.

Before he knew what was happening, Magnus had taken hold of himself and was pumping fast as he remembered everything that was Alec. He came harder and faster than he ever had with Camille. He gasped Alec's name and panted heavily, knowing full well that he had ruined their friendship.

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Alec's phone pinged around 4pm with a group message to meet up at Magnus' and clean up the aftermath of the party. Everyone had replied with thumbs up and puking face emoji's. But everyone was going.

He had to go too. Pulling on a hoodie and jeans, he left his room to see Izzy and Jace waiting for him downstairs. They were eating toast and drinking pints of water. Everyone knew party clean ups often ended up as casual drinks.

Then, Alec's phone rang. It was Lydia, his girlfriend.

He answered quickly and told her he couldn't hang out today. She had just gotten back from visiting her grandparents. She was disappointed but was happy to make plans for the next day after school. Alec hung up with a knot in his stomach. He could have gone to see her; he didn't have to go to the clean-up. But... he had no choice. Every fibre of his being wanted to see Magnus again.

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Everyone spilled through his door a little after 5pm. He had a selection of juice, soda and alcohol on the table and various snacks laid out. The TV was playing some low-key music from his Spotify playlist.

Magnus wore a pair of sweatpants and a tight vest; his hair was down and he wore no makeup. Camille and all his friends had seen him in worse states. There wasn't always a need to dress up. However, he was nervous to see Alec.

Did the boy remember the party? Would Magnus have to continue to hide his feelings? He chewed on one of his nails as everyone began clearing the mess and glitter from the makeshift dancefloor.

Around 5:30pm, the door opened again and the Lightwood's entered. Izzy wore sunglasses. Jace looked crumpled and slightly less angelic than usual. Then, there he was. Alec.

He wore jeans and a baggy hoodie. His hair was a mess, falling into his eyes. His hands were stuffed in his pockets.

"Lightwoods! So glad you could make it. Have a sandwich and some water and pick an area to de-glitter," Magnus said with a laugh.

He was about to turn and follow Alec to the kitchen when Camille grabbed his arm.

"Baby, I have to go now. I'll see you at school tomorrow."

When she kissed him, he felt nothing. She skipped away without looking back and when Magnus turned around, Alec was gone.

He sighed and joined Maia, Clary and Simon in cleaning the living room.

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Why did Magnus always look so good? Alec was in the bathroom, splashing cold water on his face. When Camille had pulled Magnus into an embrace, Alec had ducked his head and walked away, opting to clean up the kitchen with Izzy and Sebastian. Jace had gone to join Clary.

When they were done, Izzy and Seb started pouring the drinks. Alec rolled his eyes and accepted a rum and coke but made his way upstairs, opting for a moment of solitude.

As Alec washed his face, basking in the cool water, the bathroom door swung open. Alec looked up, the water flicking from his hair and dripping slowly off his jaw. Alec froze. Because in the mirror, he saw Magnus reflected behind him.

...

Sweet baby Jesus.

Alec lifted his head and Magnus swooned. He was stunning. His eyes were wide, glistening. His hair was wet, messy, dripping water over his porcelain skin. His lips were parted and his cheeks were flushed.

Magnus wanted to take him right there, bend him over the bathroom sink and watch that gorgeous face in the mirror.

"Hey," Alec said, patting his face dry with a towel that Magnus was never to wash again.

"Hey," Magnus replied.

He leaned against the doorframe, hoping he looked chill rather than an anxious mess of hormones. Alec stuffed his hands back in his pockets and bit his lip.

Magnus held back a moan.

"How you feeling?" He asked.

"I'm alright, was rough this morning though. How about you?" Alec asked, sitting on the edge of the bathtub.

Magnus laughed.

"Yeah, rough pretty much covers it."

He decided to omit the part where he pleasured himself in the very bathtub Alec was sitting on over thoughts of him.

Things were starting to feel awkward. Magnus knew what he wanted to say, to do. But what if Alec didn't remember? Or what if he did but he was repulsed? He had a girlfriend after all, and he hadn't ever identified as bi like Magnus did.

But then Alec surprised him.

"Magnus, I need to talk to you. About last night."

He looked up at Magnus and bit his lip again. Magnus' eyes darkened.

"What is it you want to say?"

Magnus asked, thinking it best to let Alec lead the conversation. Magnus knew how he felt, Alec was the unknown factor.

"Well, it's just that I... We... We were drunk and I have a girlfriend and..."

Magnus' heart fell. He knew it would be something like this. He shouldn't have expected anything else. He nodded slowly, letting Alec break his heart.

"But I can't stop thinking about you."

Magnus' eyes had been locked on the ground but they snapped up to Alec's face when he heard his words. Alec was staring right at him, his hands clasped under his chin, waiting for Magnus to speak. His face was a gorgeous red.

"Alexander," Magnus said, "really?"

Alec held his gaze and smiled.

"Really. Magnus I... I can't get you out of my head. Like, at all. For a while now. Not just last night."

Alec swallowed thickly as Magnus listened. But then the boy's face split into a grin and he stepped into the room, closing and locking the door behind himself. Alec watched him, his heart beginning to hammer in his chest.

Magnus walked closer to him, holding Alec's gaze. Alec licked his lips and sat up straighter.

"For real?" Magnus asked.

He walked closer, so close that Alec could reach out and grab him. His waist was eye-level to Alec and the boy bit his lip again.

"Alexander, you really shouldn't do that." Magnus said.

Alec's brow furrowed and he looked up at Magnus. The boy smirked down at him.

"When you bite your lip. It makes me want to do bad things to you."

Magnus whispered and placed a finger under Alec's chin. He lifted the boys head and leaned down over him. He placed his hands on the edge of the tub, either side of Alec's thighs. Alec stared into his eyes. His breath caught in his throat.

"Magnus," he whispered.

Magnus smirked.

"Alexander."

"Magnus, we both have girlfriends. We shouldn't do this."

Alec tried to keep his head on straight but Magnus was right there, his intoxicating scent of sandalwood and spice filled Alec's senses.

"Alexander, I know. I know but I don't want to deny this anymore. Let's just see, shall we? Let's just see what happens. Please, baby, I need to feel you again."

Magnus was all over him. Alec couldn't breathe. He'd be lying if he said he hadn't thought about it. Repeatedly. And he had felt things last night that he never experienced before. And here he was now, with this choice right in front of him. Leaning over him, the breath soft on his neck, the heartbeat pounding his chest. Magnus wanted him, he was begging for him. And Alec couldn't deny it anymore.

"Okay, Magnus."

Those incredible eyes lit up and Alec didn't even have a chance to breathe before Magnus claimed his lips once again.

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A/N: Thanks for reading guys! I hope you liked it.

Just an FYI, I have new chapters coming for my other ongoing Malec fics, How did we end up there? and, by *years old* popular demand, How to fall for someone you shouldn't. I'm aiming to update each of my fics weekly, including a new Percico endeavour so check that out if you're also a Percy Jackson fan.

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