Alec groaned as he heard footsteps in the hallway, already knowing who they belonged to. He could hear Clary giggling, and could practically see the smirk on Jace's face as he heard him go on about how he won the training exercise. Again. Clary had been attending training lessons with Jace every day now, some of them early in the morning, most of them late at night. His mother periodically checked in on the training, but most times she let Jace and Clary alone. Everyone knew Jace was capable enough to train Clary, so no one really interfered.

"Clary, I don't think it'd be safe for you to walk and take the subway home tonight… And I don't think you should be trusting of the cabs in this area." Jace said, his voice laced with amusement and smugness.

"I don't know Jace; you know how my mother is… She's only letting me train as a shadowhunter so long as I don't stay at the Institution like one..." Clary said, and Alec could tell the girl was biting her lip. He shook his head. This conversation went on every other few nights, and it was starting to annoy him.

"Yes, well she doesn't want you staying here as any shadowhunter would. But to stay with your boyfriend might be a different reason.."

"Well of course, how clever of you."

"I know, I'm just full of magnificent ideas, aren't I?."

Alec wanted to open the door and tell the both of them to just shut up, but he knew in just a few more minutes the couple would be at it in Jace's room. The faint click from a now locked door proved his point. Soon, the sounds of two people in bed started, and Alec knew he was the only one able to hear the noise, seeing how he was the only one bothered enough to be awake at one in the morning.

He put his pillow over his face, covering his ears in the process. He now knew, for sure, that he was the only virgin left in the house. His parents were an obvious couple, and one he didn't want to think about. Alec was sure Isabelle had closed the deal with Simon on those nights he heard her sneaking into bed shortly before he knew his mother would wake up. And, now, Jace and Clary were doing it. They decided to take their relationship to the next level a few weeks back, and were at it like rabbits most nights.

Alec couldn't help but wonder on these kind of nights about Magnus. He smiled unconsciously at the thought of his warlock boyfriend, who, in the words of Isabelle, was a "very, very sexy warlock." He was supposed to be spending the night with him tomorrow, and couldn't wait. It was Magnus' birthday (his age had yet to be revealed, but Alec guessed around 800) tomorrow, and he had the perfect surprise for him.

He turned over in his bed, and soon saw his cell phone light up on the small desk next to his bed. Magnus had given him the thing a few months ago, when they officially started to date and when Alec came out. Something to help us stay in contact, Magnus had said, before adding, I can't always rely on fire messages. You shadowhunters complain about them dragging dust onto your carpet, and I'd rather stay on good terms with your mother. She's rather… Scary.

"Alec, are you sure you can't risk coming over to my place tonight? I promise Chairman Meow won't be around to be a bother"

Alec smiled at the text, and looked around. It was late, and his parents never checked on him… They expected him to either go out for a run early in the morning, and not to be in bed with a certain warlock. Although in bed, meant literally under the covers asleep, unfortunately for Alec. They had gotten as far to being naked around each other, but they never went so far as to sex.

He paused, before texting Magnus back. He had texted the warlock happy birthday at midnight, hoping to fall asleep right after he did. But that never did that happen. He got up, and put on some sneakers, and nearly dropped his jacket when he heard a sharp thud come from the next room. Grimacing, he put the jacket on, and was soon out of the Institute, before re reading what he sent to Magnus.

"I'll be there in five. Love you"

Magnus had been in the process of going through his closet, deciding what was so last century (literally) and beyond wear, and what was acceptable to wear now. He frowned though as Chairman Meow started to scratch on the door. Damn cat, he thought, it loves to just scratch my doors up to purely annoy me. He adverted his attention from his slowly becoming smaller wardrobe, and opened the door for the cat. He watched as Chairman Meow went away, and soon realized he heard more scratching.

"I swear to all that is remotely holy…." He muttered as he went down the flight of steps to see that the cat wanted to be let out. Magnus raised an eyebrow, but shrugged. '

"If it's out you want, I won't exactly complain…" He said, before opening the door for the meddling little creature. He followed the cat with his own cat like eyes before being satisfied enough that the mischievous little devil wouldn't try and run back to be annoying.

He went back up the stairs, closing the door behind him, before a worth while idea formed in his head. He smirked at the brilliantness of it, and pulled out the only mundane electrical device he truly used; A cellphone.

"Alec, are you sure you can't risk coming over to my place tonight? I promise Chairman Meow won't be around to be a bother" He wrote, before putting it away in his pocket. Around five minutes passed, and Magnus was afraid he texted Alec too late; It was one in the morning after all. He might have been asleep…

But then his phone vibrated in his pocket, and he brought it out. He grinned at the words on the screen, going back to his closet to look more presentable.

Alec walked up to the door, practically bouncing up the stairs. He was excited to see Magnus, even thought it was pretty late. He would more than likely fall asleep within the next 20 minutes, but there was always tomorrow. He hadn't seen his boyfriend in around a week, conflicting schedules with demons, clients, and sleep overlapping each other.

He took out the key from his pocket; the one Magnus had given him shortly after he came out. He smiled at the memory, but decided not to keep waiting outside in the New York night cold. Opening the door, he walked up the steps quickly, the smell of Magnus and his home invading his senses in a pleasant way.

"Magnus, I'm here..." Alec called out, but stupidly realized that the warlock probably knew he was there. The small touches of Alec were present all around the apartment, small but noticeable in the sea of Magnus' touches. The apartment was still a mess, but it was a… Tidy mess. Messy in a way that was almost artistic and some what organized, if that made any sense what so ever. He saw some of his own things on the coat hanger, and felt right at home. He suddenly felt like he was being watched, and turned toward where the biggest couch was.

"Alec, darling, I thought shadowhunters were trained to be observant of their environment?" Magnus practically sighed out, but the corners of his mouth were turned up regardless. Alec laughed a bit, and went over to the older warlock. He kissed him on the mouth, before replying cheekily.

"When we're in battle or have reason to be frightened. Right now the only thing I'm only frightened about is that closet of yours.. Although I have a feeling you won't be in it much tonight…" He replied with an uncharacteristic smirk, and Magnus raised an eyebrow.

"Dear God, I have officially corrupted you. Your mother will have my ass hanging to her door pretty soon." The warlock stated, a smirk playing on his own lips. Alec rolled his eyes, but none the less smiled.

"Happy birthday." He whispered, and Magnus laughed a bit.

"It is today isn't it… It's strange to think it's my birthday, but it feels like yesterday. That's what happens when you don't sleep before midnight... Although I should be used to it." He mused to himself, before snapping his fingers. Hot, piping mugs appeared on the table, and the rich smell of coffee filled the room.

"You know, if we drink that, we won't be able to sleep for another two or three hours." Alec warned, but knew Magnus knew this.

"That's the point dear." Was all Magnus replied with, a devious smirk on his face as he picked the mugs up, and held one out for Alec.

"Cheers."

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And there goes my attempt at a Magnus and Alec fan fic. Tell me what you think. Did I suck at being Magnus, because you know nobody can FULLY embrace the mind of that sexy warlock. It's just way too hard trying to be as fabulous as the High Warlock of Brooklyn, dont cha think? Well, I might be changing the rating of this story to an M, it all depends on how cheeky and horny those two are when I start writing the next chapter. Hope you guys liked it, review. Tell me if it just sucks ass, or if its brilliant. Im leaning more toward the ass side, but thats just me.. Haha, but yeah. :)) Thanks guys, I'm already working on the next chapter for this, and my other story, Chosen (Harry Potter Twilight Cross over)! I think Lorri's got her GROOVE BACK. Oh yeah. :DDD Yay. I think. Or at least I hope.

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