Malec

Call Me?

I stand nervously outside his door, muttering under my breath.
"C'mon, Alec, you're a shadowhunter for Angel's sake. You can do this."
I shake myself out of my thoughts and knock on the door before I can talk myself out of it.
"Oh cra-"
I'm cut off by the door opening, and the smell of burnt sugar hits me hard. I look up into yellow-green cat eyes, and my cheeks heat up.
"Alexander Lightworm?" Magnus Bane quirks one of his penciled eyebrows at me.
"Umm. Ah. It's Lightwood. And you can. You can call me Alec."
"Alec, of course. To what do I owe the pleasure?" He looks me up and down.
I fumble for a moment, and then I somehow manage to reach into my pocket and pull out a piece of crumpled paper.
"You slipped this in my jacket earlier- at the party..." I think back to the party.

Magnus spots me, and he catches my eye, winking. I blush, and he makes his way through the crowd of people, towards me. He is covered in glitter. It is in his hair, and on his eyelashes. His eyeshadow was made of it, and it looks like he dumped the stuff from his hair all over his body.
"You must be a Lightwood. "
I shrug.
"You're hotter than the girl though." We both glanced at Izzy, who was dancing with the Mundie. Or she was dancing. He was bobbing his head slightly to the music around us where are Jace and Clary?
Lost in my thoughts, I was caught of guard when Magnus shoved his face close to mine, placing a hand on my arm.
"You have blue eyes. I like blue eyes." He winks, then steps back and melts into the crowd of people. It wasn't until I arrived at the Institute that I realised there was a paper in my pocket.
It read: Call me?
And I turned around, heading back to Magnus' apartment.

"Ah, yes. Why did you come here though?"
I smile sheepishly. He smiles knowingly.
"I wanted to see you again..." I look down, and then angle my eyes up towards him. He's watching me.
"Well, come in then, Lightwood."
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With what feels like hours later, I step out of Magnus' apartment with a huge smile plastered on my face. My cheeks are flushed and my body is warm.
Just as Magnus was closing the door behind me, I turned quickly, as though I had forgotten something. Magnus paused and stopped closing the door.
W

e look each other in the eyes. My blue to his yellow.
And then I remember why I turned around.
"Magnus?" I pause.
"Yes, Alec?"
"Can I see you again?" I feel a grin slowly growing on my face. Magnus smiles at me and winks.
"Goodnight, Alec." And with that he closes the door.
This time when I reach the Institute the paper in my pocket has a number on it.
I put away my things and then pull out my phone.
"Hello?"
"Magnus? This is Alec..."