A/N This is actually from another one of my books, Malec Numbers, but I thought it would make a good one shot and it's also very long so enjoy!

MAGNUS' POV

The flat had been filled to its capacity before but this was different. The cramped atmosphere of the party dissipated as my eyes scanned the room and caught sight of something I had never seen before.

The boy had blue eyes, it was that simple. I couldn't resist the black hair and blue eye combination but I could see that this time was different. It wasn't the combination that drew my in but the eyes themselves.

Those eyes took me in and never seemed to let go. I stared at them as if they were the crown jewels themselves, they may as well have been in that moment. The boy finally caught my eyes and blushed heavily under my stare.

Feeling a bought of confidence, I strode over to find three shadowhunters, Clary and a mundane boy. Feelings a pit in my stomach as I realised the boy with the blue eyes was a shadowhunter, I was tempted to turn away but I couldn't miss an opportunity to flirt whether I hadn't allowed myself a relationship with them or not.

Of course, I knew that they were here because of Clary but that didn't dissuade me, though I would rather not to talk to her. The boy, his eyes still locked with mine, blushed even heavier as I finally approached them, standing in front of them with all my prowess- though I believe they distracted by the lack of trousers.

'You like the party?' I smirked, trying to draw the blue boy's attention back to me rather that letting his eyes wander around the extravagant party. He didn't seem to talk much, that much was clear at this point.

I lounged against one of the marble pillars, staring directly at the boy, intently staring at how his black hair covered one of those beautiful eyes. I wished he didn't do that, he should flaunt those eyes- those beautiful, beautiful eyes.

My attention was diverted when the red head decided to talk, forcing my eyes away from the boy. 'Is it in honour of anything?' She asked, her squeaky voice surprising me- it seemed her voice hadn't changed since I last saw her...when she was ten.

'My cat's birthday.' I spoke dismissively, my eyes focusing back on the blue. I could see the ocean in those eyes. This wasn't cliche, his eyes really were the ocean. I had travelled over the globe for centuries and never had I seen a colour so close to the beautiful sea of the Carribean Islands. Almost perfectly blue but still contained those flecks of green that made it shine all the more beautifully.

'Oh.' Clary glanced around, her eyes wandering for less than a second before her eyes were back on me. 'Where's your cat?'

I unhitched myself from the pillar, my face solemn. It was teasing really, Chairman would be back soon but that didn't mean I had struggled to find him. 'I don't know. He ran away.' I shrugged, trying to play it off as a joke as I realised it really had been a while since I had seen him.

The two boys then approached me, blocking out the two girls and the mundane, one being the beautiful blue eyed boy. Alec, that was his name, Alexander. A beautiful name for a beautiful man. I smiled to myself as his stern face turned embarrassed under my intent stare.

I looked down on them, being taller than both of them but only Alec by an inch, and smiled my most teasing smile. 'Can you help us?' The blonde one asked, his arrogance reaching me by his voice alone. Stereotypical shadowhunter.

I zoned out after that as they explained the details to me of Jocelyn's child. He was what could only seem to be half way through his long-winded explanation when I cut in. 'Yes, yes.' I motioned my hand dismissively and let my eyes fall on Alec once again. I smirked. 'but only because of the hot one.' I winked and laughed as his already heavily reddened cheeks managed to stretch across his face, transforming him into some sort of tomato.

'Thanks.' The blonde smirked causing me to laugh almost obnoxiously loud, drawing a few people's attention our way.

'I meant him.' I extended my finger towards Alec seductively, smiling as I teased him. It really was a shame he was a shadowhunter or I was sure I would go out with him. That was when he blushed the deepest red I had ever seen. How red can this boy go? Sighing, I pointed to the red head and motioned for her to follow me, ready to tell her what I knew.

ALEC'S POV

I ran as fast as my legs could let me in the crowded space and practically fainted at the bar. Magnus was forward, very forward, and I could already feel the creeping feeling of happiness as he teased me.

I didn't understand. As much as I knew, I was ugly, boring and not anything special...my thoughts were cut off as Magnus approached me. I was surprised he was already finished but as I scanned the room and caught Clary's distraught expression, I assumed he wasn't much of a help.

Magnus was hot, unfortunately hot, and the trousers that weren't there were not helping. His cat eyes sparkled under the dancing lights as he watched me intently as he made his way through the crowd which was parting for him as if he were the king- I guess in this environment he was.

I was caught off guard when he tapped my shoulder and was suddenly in front of me. I must have zoned out, nothing new there. I froze and tried to think of something to say but came up with nothing.

He smiled at me gently and I felt my cheeks go red. I sighed, I had only just lost the heavy blush I was sporting earlier. I felt almost as if I was burning at this point. I wouldn't be surprised, the lights really were harsh.

'Come with me, Alexander.' He purred with that silky voice of his. I followed without a thought as he entranced me into irrationality. None of the group seemed to notice as they danced or drank the night away, trying to enjoy the party before they inevitably got caught up in a fight with a downworlder.

I may have been glad to have privacy but something inside me fell as I realised that they gave no care into my well-being. Maybe they just thought I was safe, which was more reasonable but my insecurity seemed to be screaming at me to feel worse than I already did.

Magnus looked back to me and I realised I had stopped in my tracks. 'Alexander?' I moved without a word as did he. It seemed that the question wasn't in need of an answer as he led me upstairs.

In that moment, I realised what he had called me. Alexander. No one but my parents called me that name yet coming off his tongue made my heart flutter. Being noticed at all had already sent fluttering butterflies into my stomach and I couldn't help but feel nervous as he dragged me up the steep incline of the stairs.

I stared in awe as I entered the loft- it was perfect. It was decorated with lush red and, to my lack of surprise, a variety of glitter and sequins sprinkled around the sophisticated furniture. It all looked so beautiful under the moonlight which beamed through the large windows, illuminating the shadowy room.

Magnus strode over to the couch, falling back on it, beckoning me to join him. I obliged and sat next to him, my body rigid as I almost hung off the edge, careful not to get too close to him. I looked over to him, smiling awkwardly, trying to break the heavy tension that hung in the room.

I felt out of place. My stomach was doing flips; I hadn't ever felt like this before. Sure, I had a small crush on Jace but this was different- and this was terrifying. I stared at him unsure of what to do and did the one thing that I never thought I would do.

I pulled my face to his and crashed my lips to him. I felt him freeze and almost pulled away but before I could, his arms circled around my waist, trapping me in his grasp and kissed me back with all I had.

It was my first kiss and I couldn't help but feel it was perfect. 'Alexander. I promised myself to never do this with a shadowhunter but I can't resist.' I smiled against his lips, just as he did and kissed him again, this one more gentle than the last.

When I finally pulled away, I had the largest smile on my face and I simply stared at him. Our eyes met each other and we were both lost. I could tell in that moment that this was new for both of us.

I could have called it love at first sight but I don't know whether it was that strong, not yet. I had no experience in relationships but what I felt, I couldn't pass that off as nothing. I had no words to say, we were both speechless but we enjoyed the silence as it lasted.

Then, there was a knock on the door, and like that it all broke. Magnus shook his head as I simply stared at the window, laying down on the sofa, feeling my head spin. Magnus approached the door as I heard people talking on the other side- Isabelle.

'Stop!' I hissed, trying not to be too loud or too aggressive. Magnus stopped and turned to me, raising an eyebrow. 'That's my sister, she can't know.' I whispered, a look of panic masking my face.

He nodded understandingly and told me to go into the bedroom, pointing to the door. Without hesitation, I sprinted inside so Magnus could open the door before she left.

MAGNUS' POV

Alec ran to my bedroom as I opened the door to reveal a tall girl with long black hair who I presumed was Alec's sister. Isabelle, I think that was what they had told me her name was. She looked panicked, terrified even but that was a stretch to call a shadowhunter.

'Is Alec here?' She panted as if she had just run a mile. I thought they were supposed to have stamina. I took a moment to contemplate whether to tell her or not but followed Alec's wishes. 'No, he's had the party. What's wrong?' I lied smoothly, covering it up with a question.

'Simon's gone missing.' She rushed out, panting again.

'A shame.' I tried to sound interested but I couldn't help but sound bored that the mundane, Sherman, had gone missing. 'Go look for Alec at the party, I saw him there not long ago.' I told her, shutting the door in her face and sat down as I heard her retreating footsteps.

'Alec?' I knocked before opening it to see him pacing around the room. Before I could even say a word, he pushed past me and rushed to fix his messy hair and was at the door within seconds. 'Thanks, Magnus, but I need to go.' I nodded but before he could close the door I shouted 'wait!' He paused and turned to look at me as I slammed my lips against his once again.

I regretfully pulled away. 'Go.' He left without another word, a smile playing on both of our lips. I sighed. I had broken a promise I had kept for over a century for that boy, not that he realised. But, I didn't care.

I was falling for him already. He had broken down those walls and despite not being ready, I couldn't find it within myself to stop him.

word count: 2028

published: 6.03.17