AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay so this is my first story so decided to make it about my three favorite characters from my favorite books. The Mortal Instruments series, and Alec, Magnus, and Jace. This takes place after City of Glass and obviously I don't own anything. All credit goes to Cassandra Clare.

Chapter 1

Magnus POV

Magnus quickened his pace when the lean shadowhunter came into view. Alec was glancing around nervously as if he was going to be caught. "Silly boy," the warlock mumbled. Almost every shadowhunter knew about their relationship after the stunt he pulled in Idris. That was an awkward way to meet the parents.

He snuck up behind Alec and roughly grabbed his broad shoulder. Magnus felt the shadowhunter tense and twist around with lightning speed. Instantly, he pressed up against the side of a brick building with the cool blade of a knife pressed against his throat. Magnus chuckled as he saw Alec's tawny eyes light up with shock. "Look," he said. "If you want space you can just tell me.'

Alec whipped the knife down and released his hold on Magnus' shirt. The shadowhunter dropped his gaze to the ground as his cheeks flushed scarlet.

"Magnus I've told you not to do that!" he hissed, kicking a puddle, sending murky water flying.

Magnus chuckled and replied, "You almost killed me and I'm getting a lecture?" He ran a hand through his spiked hair, letting a shower of sparkles rain down.

"Well fine then! I'm sorry." Alec rolled his eyes and rubbed his gloved hands together, trying to warm them from the late fall winds. Magnus reached out and touched the his black hair.

"I don't blame you," he said while pondering how Alec would look with sparkles. "All you shadowhunters are paranoid by nature." He leaned in and hugged Alec which, after glancing around nervously, returned.

Magnus then shook his head furiously, letting sparkles settle all over Alec. Since he was wearing a black sweater it was even more noticeable.

"Magnus!" he screeched, desperately trying to brush the stuff off. The warlock sighed. For being gay the boy sure wasn't gay. He reached out a nail polished hand and stopped his actions.

Magnus cooed, "Leave it baby! They look so pretty with your black hair!" Alec just grumbled something incoherent and started walking down the street. Magnus strutted after him, very self-satisfied that a fair amount of sparkles landed on Alec's back, out of sight.

Once He'd caught up with the shadowhunter he draped his arm around his shoulder. Alec angrily said, "Why couldn't you have done that some other time? Right now we have to go to the institute to meet some people from Idris. What are they going to think when they see me covered in sparkles?" Magnus shrugged.

"Don't forget the other little shadowhunter. Jace isn't it?" Alec groaned raising a laugh from Magnus.

"Come on, we're in a hurry," Alec sped up his pace and gave one last feeble attempt to get the sparkles off. It didn't work.

Magnus softly replied, "You Nephilum always are."