I: Magnus, it's your turn. Do the disclaimer.

Magnus: Jinxed Ink doesn't own anything. This is Fanfiction. As in, an excuse to use my magical, magnificent character.

Jace: You forgot modest.

Alec: Now, Jace, don't be mean to my boyfriend!

Magnus: Awww! Thank you, honey! You're so sweet!

Alec: *blushes*

Magnus: You're cute when you blush!

Magnus and Alec: *start heavy make-out session.*

I: Here we go again.

Jace: Pity you. I'm off on a date with Clary! See you!

I: I know better than try to interrupt Magnus and Alec. Let's go on without them!

Alec Lightwood was looking around frantically, trying hard to catch a glimpse of dark spiky hair and caramel skin. Normally spotting Magnus wasn't that hard. He was so bright. In every possible meaning. His clothes were bright coloured. His hair and face were glittery. He wore lots of makeup. But he had a sort of internal light, too, that made him simply outshine anyone else. Magnus was one of those people that could bring the sun in a room by simply walking into it. Or, at least, he was for Alec.

Suddenly, a movement caught the Shadowhunter's eye. A flash of honey skin. "Is that Magnus?", he asked hopefully. Izzy looked at him like she was afraid for his mental sanity. "Alec.", she said slowly, as if explaining to a child, " That's a werewolf. A female werewolf. In fact…", then Alec stopped listening. He didn't actually care who that girl was. He needed to find Magnus. They had matters to clear.

Alec had known the warlock for just a few weeks, but it had been enough. The man had crashed into his life like a typhoon, leaving nothing like it had been. He was strange, funny, self-confident, and had the incredible ability to make Alec feel both uncomfortable and happy at the same time. Every moment spent with Magnus made him forget Jace a bit more.

And when the warlock had stopped talking to him, Alec had felt way more heartbroken that he had ever been when he was in love with his Parabatai. He had searched comfort in his old obsession, repeating to himself over and over again that it had been a distraction, for both of them, that Jace was the one he truly loved.

And then Jace had asked him to kiss him. And the idea had disgusted him, the same way it would have disgusted him the thought of kissing Isabelle. He held no more feeling of that kind towards the other boy.

And then, Clary's rune had showed him Magnus as the one he loved most. There was nowhere to hide for the blue-eyed Shadowhunter, now. He would have to stand his ground and admit his feelings to his beloved- and to the world. Or else, he would lose all that mattered the most to him.

And then he saw him. In all his sparkly glory, spiked hair, cat eyes, glittery makeup and everything. But there was something that made Alec stop on his track. The warlock wasn't glowing like usual, and a pained frown adorned his beautiful features. An unpleasant feeling grew just beneath Alec's heart. Seeing Magnus in pain made him feel the same way.

He quickly excused himself from his friends and walked towards the warlock.

To much his surprise, the frown disappeared as soon as he approached the Downworlder. He wondered why. "Magnus… you know… for this partner thing… I mean… do you… you know… already have a partner?", he asked, hoping the warlock would get some sense out of his rambling, like he always did.

Magnus shook his head slowly, furrowing his eyebrows just slightly. "What I was thinking is… Doyouwanttobemypartner?", Alec breathed out quickly. Something in the look of utter confusion on the other's face made the Nephilim fear he just might to not have understood a single thing.

Then, slowly, realisation spread on the warlock's face. "Yes. I'll be your partner."

Well that was something. Not what he would have received a few days before, something along the lines of: "Oh Alec, darling! Sure, I'll be your partner! You're so cute!", but it wasn't a refusal, either.

He leaded the warlock in a corner and started outlining the rune on Magnus's hand. What a soft hand… Alec could remember Magnus caress his face whit that hand, and stroke his hair… Snap out of it, Lightwood!, he told himself. It wouldn't be good to make a mistake now and get something nasty at them.

When they were finished, Magnus did as if to walk away, but Alec stopped him.

In front of the warlock's quizzical gaze, the Nephilim knew it was now or never. "Magnus?", he began a bit shakily, getting more and more confident along the way, "Do you remember when I said if we would survive the night of the attack I would introduce you to my family?"

Magnus nodded slowly, and Alec took a deep breath. He had never been so self-confident in his life, not without the help of a rune, anyway. He felt like he could go to the end of the world and back. "I'll keep my word.", he said. And then he grabbed Magnus by the shoulder, bringing him down while leaning up. He crushed their lips together, so hard it almost hurt, and then pulled away as quickly, taken aback by his own actions.

Thank the Angel, Magnus seemed to be more than willing to take the lead. He cupped Alec's chin with his soft, soft hand and leaned down to kiss him. The kiss was the best Alec had ever experienced. It made his whole body tingle, and it made him blush out of happiness and not shame. He pulled his arms around the warlock's neck, trying to bring him even closer. He felt a warm sensation of contentment spread in his stomach. He could have stayed like that forever.

Yet, he had to pull away after some time, out of breath and panting. "I have to breath from time to time, you know. After all, I'm just human."

Magnus laughed at this, and hugged Alec tightly. The Nephilim could feel his love's laughter reverberate trough his chest. He snuggled into him, breathing happily into his scent. Magnus smelled of cinnamon, and ginger, and sandal wood,

He felt the warlock place a kiss on top of his head. He kissed his chest trough the fabric in answer, just above his heart.

Alec could have let the pure bliss he was feeling take control of him, but he still had one thing to say. "Clary's rune showed me you. Not Jace, you. I love you, Magnus, more than anyone and anything in the world."

Magnus's smile at this simply was blinding, his cat eyes were shining of green and amber lights. He was truly beautiful, a sight to see. And he was all Alec's.

"I love you too, darling.", the warlock said softly, "More than glitter!"

Whatever that meant.

I: That's it. Hope you enjoyed it! Leave a comment and let me know. If you're wondering, I got Magnus and Alec a room a while ago. I thought they could use it.