Hello! Here is my first attempt at writing TMI fanfiction. Of course, I had to start with my favorite pair: Alec & Magnus.

Many thanks to my beta: naelany.

This first chapter takes place the Friday after Alec went to Magnus's loft and they set a date. (in the extras on Cassandra's website).

Friday came too soon. Alec wasn't sure he should be excited or scared to death by the prospect of meeting Magnus. Just the two of them. On a date.

He chewed on his bottom lip as he walked toward the kitchen, trailing a hand over the wall to his right. It was after five in the afternoon and he was jittery; he'd found himself checking his phone countless times.

Was he to go to Magnus's loft?

Would Magnus come get him? By the Angel, he hoped not. That would be embarrassing and very hard to explain to everyone else.

Eventually, the nerves had gotten the best of him and he had decided to make tea, which was why he was on his way to the kitchen.

Alec heard someone talking when he reached the door and stopped, listening closely.

"Stop staring at me like that. You're not getting anything. And I'm not going out to get you food." It was Jace, but who was he talking to like that? "Don't rub against me looking all cute!"

Maybe it wasn't the best of times, Alec thought. But he needed the chamomile tea. Besides, he thought he'd been clear to Clary about her motives regarding Jace.

When he stepped in the kitchen, he was surprised to find Jace smearing peanut butter on a few slices of bread while keeping Church away with his foot. Ambidextrous jerk.

"What's up?" Alec asked, walking to his friend.

"I'm trying to get a snack, and someone is in my way."

"Well, we're out of cat food. I'll go buy some," he offered, finally finding a sound reason to escape for some time.

"You'd go? Did you see what's outside? I think the end of world is coming," Jace told him, pointing the knife to the window managing to send peanut butter flying across the room. "Oh, shit! We should clean that."

"I'll go later and buy food for the cat. We can't starve him."

"We can't?" Jace joked. "Bummer."

They worked in silence for a few minutes—Jace on his snack and Alec on his tea.

"Are you planning a tea party?"

Alec jumped and looked startled over his shoulder at his friend. "What?"

"What are you doing with that tea?" Jace shuddered. "I still remember when your mom forced us to have tea parties with Isabelle."

"It relaxes me."

"Having a tea party?"

"Drinking tea, Jace! There's been a lot going on lately, you know?"

Jace nodded somberly and stepped closer to his friend, patting his shoulder. "I was afraid I'd lose you. Remind me to send flowers to the warlock. I don't think saying thank you is enough for saving my best friend's life."

Alec was so touched by his words that tears sprung into his eyes. "I'd have done the same for you."

"I know." Jace capped the peanut butter jar and shoved it into the fridge. "Anyway, I'm going back to my room. Don't tell Clary if you see her, but I kinda stole her sketchbook."

"Jace!" Alec moaned. As much as he didn't like the red-headed girl, he had always been against stealing.

Before he could voice his concern, the door opened with a loud bang and the person in question stood in the doorway glaring daggers at Jace. "You piece of shit!"

"Uh-uh. No calling me names." Jace pointed his finger at her.

"What's my sketchbook doing in your room? You stole it! That's private!"

"What were you doing in my room? Miss me?"

"I…" She opened her mouth, closed it, spotted Alec and turned red. "Uh…I wanted…never mind. Don't take my stuff."

"Wait!" Jace called after her when Clary rushed out. His food was forgotten. His new goal was to be forgiven without actually apologizing, because he just didn't say those words.

Alec looked out the cracked open door wondering if now that he was going to date Magnus it wouldn't hurt so much seeing Jace sickeningly in love.

After his tea was done, he sat at the table, nursing it and staring out the window. Jace was right, it looked like the skies had opened and it was pouring with no chance of stopping any time soon.

His phone buzzed on the table making Alec spill half of his tea on him.

6.30 pm at the corner of your street. – Magnus

Alec beamed, hugging the phone to his chest. The date was still on. Realizing he should answer, he fired back a short reply.

See you there. X

He wasn't sure about the x, deleting and re-writing it a dozen times until he left it there and pressed send.

Realizing he had about half an hour to get dressed, he hurried back to his room. In his haste, he bumped into Clary nearly sending her to the ground, but he was quick and steadied her apologizing.

"Where's the fire?" she asked, still uneasy around him.

He stared at her hard then cleared his throat. Looking around and seeing they were alone, he grabbed her elbow and pulled her to his room. She tried to plant her heels in the ground, but he dragged her after him until they were in his room.

"I will scream if you don't tell me you want!"

Alec rolled his eyes. "I need your advice and I couldn't have very well asked you in the middle of the hallway risking Jace hearing."

Clary's eyes zoomed to a spot behind Alec, who paled and whirled around. He shouted in surprise when he saw his sister on his bed, grinning at him.

"Your room is always messy, but today is messier. Do you have a hot date?"

"Is this what it is? You have a date?" Clary wondered. "With whom?" she added, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Can't a guy have secrets around here?"

"You dragged me in here!" Clary pointed out.

"Magnus," Alec mumbled. "Don't tell anyone. Please help?"

Isabelle sprang to her feet. "Are we talking romantic date? Or a simple get to know each other? Some fancy restaurant? Or a bar? I need details to know how you should dress."

Alec stared at her dazed. "I don't know! It's just a date. Nice clothes? You know better than me."

She went to his closet and started rummaging through the clothes, picking random stuff trying to match it with some on the pants lying on the floor. Clary tried to help but eventually was sent away to keep Jace occupied in case he decided to check on Alec.

"You're a life-saver, Izzy," her brother proclaimed once he was dressed in his best pair of black jeans, a blue shirt and his leather jacket, paired up with nice black boots.

"Don't mention it. Now go get him, tiger!" She slapped his ass making him hiss at her.

On his way to the elevator, luck ran out on him as he saw Jace going down too. Well, I do have the food alibi.

"Whatcha doing?" Alec asked.

"Oh, I thought you were joking!" Jace exclaimed. "I was going to get the food."

"I'm going! You stay here."

"Or we can go together. Maybe run into a demon or two?"

"No!" Alec started panicking. But it was too late. They were both in the elevator going down. When they reached the front door, his phone started ringing.

Flushing and looking furtively at Jace, he rejected the call. "Look Jace, I can go alone. I'll be out and back in soon."

"Who was that? The closest store telling you they ran out of cat food and you should check the one across the city? In Brooklyn?" Jace folded his arms over his chest.

Did he know? Alec stared panicked at his friend. The fear growing when his phone started ringing again.

"Pick it up, it's annoying."

Maintaining eye-contact Alec answered. "I'll be right out," he whispered into the phone.

"Hanging up on your first date is very rude."

"I'm sorry. I ran into trouble," Alec mumbled, dropping his eyes. Jace was trouble so it wasn't exactly a lie.

"Open the front door. I'm drenched," Magnus said sternly.

"You're…HERE? Why?" Alec wrenched the front door open. "Hi." He gave Magnus a small smile before glancing at Jace who was staring at the warlock in shock.

"Hello, Jace. Alexander." Magnus nodded courteously. "I came to take your friend here for a little chat. You know, checking on my patient?"

"Oh, of course." Jace nodded, still dazed, before rounding to face his best friend. "Why didn't you say you weren't feeling well? We just talked about that."

"I'm fine. But Magnus wants to make sure I'm you know…really okay."

Jace shrugged. "Go. You better take care of him! Oh, and Alec, don't forget the food. I'd hate your mom coming home and killing us all for starving Church."

"I won't. Bye."

Jace stared after his friend and the warlock. They were walking a little too close and seemed to be in a heated discussion. Maybe he'd find someone to make him happy, Jace thought wistfully. He hated seeing his parabatai sad.

Magnus produced an umbrella from the inside of his trench coat and held it open between them, above their heads. Alec had to put his arm around Magnus's just to stay near and shelter himself from the rain.

"Where to?" he wondered, staring at his boots as they slapped against the water accumulating on the pathwalk.

"Taki's. If you want elsewhere, you can tell me."

Taki's? He could risk running into people he knew, but there was no other place that came to Alec's mind. He couldn't think clearly when he was so close to Magnus. His smell invaded his sense and he felt so warm pressed against his side.

"Taki's okay," Alec acknowledged.

As they walked in silence he wondered if it was this awkward on every first date anyone had. He should have asked Isabelle for advice.

A red light stopped them. Magnus peered down at his companion before sighing and stepping in front of him. Alec gave a little jump staring up at him wild-eyed.

"I'll have you know that I'm very fond of you and I will let it slide—all the mistakes: not calling once since we set the date, hanging up on me, not greeting me properly once we were a safe distance away from the Institute."

Alec gulped, his eyes darting around, but no one was out on such horrid weather. "Sorry," he blurted out, not meeting Magnus's eyes.

"I'm going to kiss you." Before he could react, the warlock's demanding lips were on his, a hand on his cheek and a warm body pressed against his. When they separated, Magnus was smiling. "Now, that's a proper greeting. Don't you think?"

Alec's heart was beating out of his chest and he was sure he'd explode from embarrassment. "It's green," he said lamely.

"Do you mean, I have green light to kiss you again?"

"No, it's green." He pointed to the traffic light.

If Magnus was disappointed, he didn't show it. He realized that his date was uncomfortable in his own skin, something he thought to be gone after the way Alec had said goodbye at his apartment the other day. But Magnus was fast learning that Alec didn't like showing everyone who he really was, something Magnus himself wasn't used to; he was confident and open, not exactly caring if others liked him or not. Even if some didn't like him, they still called for his services. He wasn't the High Warlock of Brooklyn for nothing.

They crossed the street, once again side by side.

"Is it true what your friend said?" Magnus asked suddenly. They were close to their destination.

"Eh, yes." Alec thought they were talking about the cat food and his lame excuse to go out.

"And you didn't think it was important to tell me?"

Frowning, he glanced sideways at the warlock. "Since when is my cat any of your concern?"

Barking a loud laugh, Magnus tightening his elbow around Alec's arm. "We're talking about different things, Alexander. But since you mentioned it, your friend said something about starving the poor thing."

"We ran out of food." Alec shrugged. "But I will buy some when I get back."

"And how do you know I didn't plan on kidnapping you for the night? To end this date back at my apartment."

"Oh? Is that something you want?" Alec asked, chewing on his lip. "I mean, if you want…"

"Goodness, no!"

Alec's stomach sank. Magnus didn't want him. He was probably too inexperienced and unaware of a lot of relationship related things for him to want to do much else.

"Of course." He nodded sourly. "Well, let's go in. We're here." The Shadowhunter pointed to the restaurant.

Magnus stepped in front of him again, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I want to clear something up, Alexander. I'd love nothing more than to bring you back to my place after our date is over, but not even I jump in bed after one date. Besides, you give me the vibe that you need to be wooed into bed."

Alec flushed and stared open-mouthed at the warlock. A finger pushed his mouth closed, before soft lips brushed against his.

"Don't do that, Alexander. Unless you're ready to use it properly." With that, Magnus turned around and opened the door of the restaurant, leaving Alec gaping after him. "Coming?" Magnus glanced over his shoulder.

Clamping his mouth shut again, Alec scurried after his date, thinking wildly of what he'd just been told.

No way. Magnus couldn't have meant...that. But he was positive that was exactly what the warlock implied.

This date was turning worse by the minute.

Not paying attention to his surroundings, still lost in his mind, Alec ran into Magnus's back. He'd stopped walking and was talking with a waiter.

"Sorry!" Alec moaned, placing his hand on Magnus's back. "I'm sorry."

"It's all right, darling."

Becoming a human tomato is tonight's goal, Alec thought mournfully.

"This way." Magnus took his hand and led him after the waiter. They were soon seated in a corner booth, rather private thankfully.

Their waiter left two menus and walked away.

"You have to relax. I'm afraid you're going to snap in half."

"I've never done this before," Alec mumbled.

"I know, but it's nothing to be afraid of. Imagine it's you with your best friend having a quiet dinner together. I'd like to know more about you." Magnus reached across the table and put his hand on Alec's hand. "Of course, there would be moments when I won't act like your best friend for obvious reason, but you get the idea. No reason to freak out."

That little speech stole a small smile from the Shadowhunter. "You're right." He picked one of the menus. "What do you want?"

Chuckling, Magnus looked through his menu. "Are you the waiter, too? Or would you like to have the same as me? Because if that's the case, it's very sweet."

Alec snorted. "It's sweet that I want to be the waiter?" He knew it was lame. He wasn't good at joking or being sarcastic. If he wanted to at least sound funny, he should start paying extra attention to Jace's jokes. He always had an answer on stand-by, whether it was funny, sarcastic or philosophical. "Forget I said anything," he added under his breath.

"You are sweet on your own." Magnus stroked the top of his hand.

Alec looked at his date through his lashes, immediately being captivated by the strange green-yellowish cat-like eyes. He smiled shyly, glancing at the menu once again.

It was that moment their waiter chose to make a reappearance. For the first time, Alec noted that Rowan, as his name-tag said, was a faerie. His black eyes were on Magnus as he asked what they'd like to order. At the way he looked at his date, made something snap inside Alec.

He twisted his hand, interlacing his fingers with Magnus's before closing the menu with a thud. "We'd like two cappuccinos, extra foam on mine."

"And a slice of cherry pie," Magnus added with a huge smile, squeezing his hand. "With whipped cream. Two forks, please."

Rowan looked between them and nodded. He walked away and glanced over his shoulder with a scowl.

Magnus raised Alec's hand, holding it between both his hands, bringing it dangerously close to his mouth. "That was so brave of you. And I can't say I don't like that possessiveness in you, Alexander." He placed a kiss on the inside of his wrist.

"Well, it was rude to give you all the attention and especially that look." Alec pulled a face. "He could clearly see we were together. I mean, you were holding my hand."

"Welcome to the world of dating and experiencing jealousy."

"That's what happened? I was jealous?"

"Yes, and I might add, you are quite attractive when you get all possessive like that." Magnus winked.

Alec flushed, freeing his hand, but before Magnus could be disappointed, his date cupped his cheek and leaned over the table to kiss him. "I don't like anyone else looking at you like that. Only me."

Rowan returned with their order when Alec was leaning back in his seat satisfied. Magnus was watching him with a look of pride.

"Thank you," he addressed to Rowan. "This is all."

Nodding, the faerie left, but not before throwing Alec another venomous look, which Alec returned without missing a beat.

"Scoot over," Magnus suddenly said, getting up.

"Wh-hat?"

"You heard me." He was already taking a seat next to Alec, squishing the dark-haired boy into the corner of the booth. "Much better. Don't you think?" Magnus threw his arm over the back of the booth, behind his date.

"Is it?" Alec pressed himself in the corner, keeping his hot mug between his hands.

"Don't tell me you're embarrassed because I invaded your personal space. Not after that kiss!"

"I don't know what came over me. I'm not like this!"

"I'd be worried if you jumped random guys in restaurants or worse, went to their houses and molested them."

Alec groaned, tucking his head in his chest, trying to get a hold of his horrid blush. He knew Magnus was just teasing, but he needed to clarify his previous statement and comment on the answer he got. "You're not a random guy."

"That's good to know." Magnus touched Alec's warm cheek. "Tell me something about you. Anything."

"I'm not very interesting."

"Okay, let me try," Magnus mused. He tapped his finger to his chin, staring at Alec thoughtfully. "I'm very selective with my clients. I don't take anyone for free, unless they're in any imminent danger—like on their deathbed, or they mean something to me."

"In which category do I fall?"

"A little bit of both. Which reminds me. Jace mentioned you weren't feeling well when I lied about my reason to stealing you."

Alec cringed. "I'm fine. I was jittery the whole day, and decided to make tea earlier. I had to lie that I wasn't feeling well."

"Ah, that's why I hate secrets. Sure, they're good but only secrets that are kept between two people who wouldn't like others to know what they're doing in private."

"Exactly. This is that kind of secret. I can't tell Jace!" Alec felt like suffocating only thinking of his parabatai finding out about his preference in men. "I'm sorry, Magnus. I bet you don't like hiding."

"Don't be silly. I'm simply telling you that not admitting to him exactly who you like isn't that big of the deal, though if I were in Jace's shoes, I'd like to know my best friend found someone that makes him happy."

"Yes, but when we talked about this...he's always mentioned girls. He even dragged me on a double date once, and I can't tell you how relieved I was when his date's friend couldn't make it. I hightailed it from there like my ass was on fire."

"Aw, nothing like being forced in a situation you don't like, huh?"

"Exactly! I'm surprised he hasn't realized it until now. I mean, he's one year younger than me and has had numerous girls. I never had anyone. Of course, there are times when Mom asks if there's a special girl I'd like her to meet and I turn red and mumble a feeble excuse…"

"Wouldn't it be easier if you told them? What the worst that can happen? They're your family and friends. If they don't accept you for who you are, then they shouldn't expect anyone else to do it."

Alec looked panicked at Magnus. He hadn't thought of that, but he couldn't tell his family. "The rules…"

Magnus rolled his eyes, sipping from his warm beverage. "If I lived by the rules, darling, I'd have never been happy. Rules constrict you from doing what you desire."

Alec nodded. "You're right. But you need to understand that...being gay...it's hard for a Nephilim."

"I know, Alexander. And I understand why we need to be careful. All I'm hoping is that someday you'd realize showing people who you are wouldn't change their concept about you. Look, I can't speak for your parents, but I bet Jace wouldn't care you prefer men. Would you care if it was him in your place?"

"If that was true...we wouldn't be here," Alec whispered, looking into his cup.

"I meant if you were straight and he was gay. You wouldn't have cared."

Alec knew that was the truth and Magnus hadn't asked, he had merely stated the truth. After a few more sips of their cappuccino, Alec looked at his date. "Your turn. I told you something about me."

Smiling, Magnus leaned back into the booth. "What would you like to know?"

After thinking about his question, Alec asked the most idiotic thing he'd ever said to anyone he was attracted to. He could have asked how Magnus had felt when he realized he was attracted to men—actually, that was what he intended to ask—, or a question about his notorious parties, about his clients, but no.

"How much do we owe you for healing me?"

The warlock spat the sip of cappuccino he had just taken, and whirled his head around to stare at Alec. The Shadowhunter gulped thickly under the scrutinizing look he was receiving. Deciding to have fun with him, Magnus answered in kind.

"Let's see. Considering you don't have that kind of money, obviously, I'd take personal favors."

Alec sputtered, staring wide-eyed at his date. "Of course. I mean, yes. It's not like I'd say no...I want, but if you…"

Magnus burst in laughter, touching Alec's cheek. "You're being silly again. I'd never ask anything from you. Except maybe...see me again? Soon?"

"Really?" He sounded disappointed. "I wouldn't say no to personal favors."

"Oh, I know that. I find it rude to fall in bed after the first date. Call me old-fashioned, but only after three plus dates I decide whether or not it's worth it."

"I hope…" Alec trailed off, unsure what he wanted to say.

"I'm trying very hard to stay faithful to my three plus dates belief," Magnus murmured against Alec's lips before kissing him. His tongue immediately gained access inside Alec's warm mouth and began a duel with his tongue. When the Shadowhunter moaned and turned, almost throwing his leg over Magnus's lap, the warlock knew it had gone too far. He was too far gone to care, though. In that moment, he knew that Alec would be his undoing.

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On their way back to the Institute, they stopped at the pet store. Much to Alec's relief this journey was much more relaxed and filled with laughter. Especially when Magnus shared stories of his crazy cat.

"I wish I had such funny stories to share. Church is always on his period as Jace loves to say. Too full of himself and acting as if he's the most important thing in the Institute."

"Church or Jace?"

"Church!" Alec groaned, chuckling. "As much as it applies to Jace as well, I was talking about the cat."

"I see he has very expensive preferences, too."

"That's Mom's fault. She bought him food once about an year ago. And she had no idea what to get and bought the most expensive shit she found. Obviously, Church loved it and when I got him his usual food, he didn't even touch it."

"Ah, parents and buying what's best for their babies."

Alec scowled. "Yeah. Well…" He slowed their gait as the Institute came into view. "I had fun."

"Me too." Magnus took his hand. "We have to do this again."

"Definitely." Alec grinned, taking a small step closer to Magnus. He was about to kiss him when his phone started vibrating in his pocket. "Oh. Something's happened."

"Did they lose you?" Magnus laughed, allowing him to answer the call.

"Yes, Jace?"

"HE'S ALIVE!" Jace yelled outside the phone. "Where the fuck are you? Are you okay? Why didn't you pick up earlier?"

Shooting Magnus a worried look, Alec bit on his lower lip. "I've got talking with the warlock and lost track of time." Magnus poked his tongue out at him. "I'm almost home."

"You're in trouble, young man!"

"I'm older. I'm of age...well, soon. I can do whatever I want." He hang up, looking at his boots. "I'm sorry to cut it short."

"Until next time, Alexander." Magnus kissed him softly before turning around and walking away.

Alec stared after him before he realized he was holding the umbrella—Magnus's umbrella. It gave him an excuse to run after the warlock.

"Magnus!" He shouted, his feet slapping against the wet asphalt. "WAIT!"

He turned around in time for Alec to collide with him. The Shadowhunder's arms went around his neck and lips pressed to his, kissing him roughly. The umbrella and cat foot hit the ground as Alec gripped at Magnus's styled hair, trying to become one with him.

Moaning in pleasure, Magnus put his hands on Alec's waist, hugging him tightly, deepening the kiss.

Minutes passed until they ran out of breath and separated, panting and flushed.

"Not that I object," the warlock said quietly, resting his forehead against Alec's, "but what brought that on?"

"You forgot your umbrella."

"Remind me to forget my umbrella more often."

Alec smiled shyly, pecking his lips against, before bending and retrieving the bag of cat food. "Goodbye, Magnus."

He was left standing in the pouring rain, staring after his date with humor in his eyes. If he had his way, that boy would move in with him as soon as possible and he wouldn't leave him out of his sight.

The door of the Institute creaked loudly when Alec opened it. He didn't bump into anyone after the elevator ride. Thankful of that, he went to the kitchen to feed Church who had greeted him upstairs and was currently rubbing between his ankles.

As Alec poured granules in Church's special bowl, the kitchen door opened and tall figure stepped in. Jace. He tried not to show he noticed his company and kept rubbing Church's fur.

"Did you make that food? Or were all the pet stores in New York City closed?"

Alec stood and turned to face his friend. "I talked with Magnus. Remember, he wanted to check on me."

"For five hours? What kind of check-up takes five hours?" Jace protested, narrowing his eyes at his friend.

"A very thorough one." Alec smirked and walked out of the kitchen whistling. "I might need another one. Soon." He wasn't sure if Jace heard him, but he was pleased he had the courage to admit it to himself. With a huge smile on his face, Alec went to his room and threw himself on the bed, staring at the ceiling. He couldn't wait until next time he saw Magnus.

More chapters to come. :)

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