#au!malec

please don’t die here’s part 2. I erm.. I hope you like it and thanks for asking! 😄

Part one is here if anyone missed it

Alec’s hand is unsteady as he raises it to knock. His knuckles pause just before colliding with the door and Alec smooths his palm over the wood instead. His fingers ghost over the words inscribed in gold leaf. Professor M. Bane.

This is foolish, coming here like this. What is he going to achieve, other than making more of an idiot of himself? Alec’s heart is a little unsteady and he’s torn. Walk away or take a chance? He needs the help. Really needs the help. He barely scraped a pass on the last two tests. Professor Bane had gotten that new haircut for that first one, and then there’d been those trousers - they must have been painted on - for the second. It’s not really his fault.

The mental war Alec’s having consumes all his attention and he misses the movement of the door handle. The solid wood in front of him is suddenly replaced with a body. A man. Magnus. Shit. Professor Bane. Alec’s only thinking of him as Professor Bane, he promised himself. He really needs to create some boundaries in his brain.

“Alexander?”

Alec wants to melt, right there in the doorway. His knees go weak. It’s not a pleasant feeling because he’s not a damsel in some stupid romance novel, okay. He’s an adult. He’s a mature adult and he’s dealt with crushes before, he can deal with this one. Don’t ask him how he knows that romance novels have damsels that go weak at the knees. It was one book and it was a dare.

ok so i wanted to draw malec and i made a poll on twitter if i should draw au!malec or just malec and the au!malec won so I kinda...

here’s au!malec where they both wear cool leather jackets and belong to rival motorcycle gangs but they are in lOVE

based on the alternate universe in 1x10 and suggested by the wonderful @anthony-lovett ! i’ve wanted to write this for so long so i apologise for my lateness lmao

but enjoy! and of course, let me know what you think!

Magnus made sure to return to the party before Clary or Jace began questioning him. He slipped through the basement door and back into the main hall of the Institute, hastily trying to find the doors to leave.

Admittedly, he didn’t want to stick around in a place where he didn’t know anyone for too long. Maybe it was that stupid commercial that he was nervous about people recognising him from. Or maybe it was the butterflies in his stomach about that tall, dark haired boy.

Fixing his gaze on the exit, Magnus made a beeline for it. He walked past the drinks table quickly but heard a familiar voice behind him.

“Leaving early?” asked Alec in a chipper tone, causing Magnus to tense up. He slowly turned around, mouth agape and shoulders stiff but still managed to give Alec a smile. He didn’t want to be rude, of all things.

“I’ve gotta go,” replied Magnus with an apologetic sigh, pointing to the exit.

“Oh, don’t be silly,” he pressed with a chuckle. He turned around and took a step towards the drinks table before returning with two glasses of what looked like champagne in his hand. He held out one of them to Magnus and he tenderly took it into his hand. “Stay for just one more drink?” asked Alec, his eyebrow raising. “And then decide.”

Magnus looked up at Alec with a sigh and decided that his tarot cards could wait for one night. He gave the boy a shy grin and took a sip of his champagne, wincing only slightly, before moving to stand beside Alec.

“So tell me,” Alec started, turning to look at Magnus. “What’s a handsome someone like you doing in a place like this?” Magnus stayed silent, avoiding Alec’s intense gaze. Instead of answering, he lifted his glass and took one long sip, desperately trying to calm his nerves. Alec cocked an eyebrow at Magnus’ reaction. “Don’t tell me Raj was right and you’re actually here to crash the party…”

Magnus clenched his jaw, hoping that if he stayed silent, they would move on to another topic. He wished he could reply with something witty like ‘and what if I was?’ but he couldn’t. So he didn’t.

But just as he was about to reply something that he was sure would be boring, the song playing stopped. Alec whipped his head around to see Simon holding a guitar and stepping up to the microphone that was set up in a corner of the room. Alec gave the boy a thumbs up before turning back to Magnus. He leaned in closer than Magnus had anticipated and he immediately felt himself tensing.

“We should go somewhere quieter before it gets too loud,” said Alec and Magnus froze for a millisecond before nodding and following Alec into a hallway. He wasn’t too sure why he was agreeing but there was a squirming feeling in his stomach that compelled him to do so. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt that way. But he remembered enough to know that he should probably follow it.

They could still see the main area from where they were but they were still very much secluded. He could feel Alec’s eyes trained on him and Magnus noticed that his heart did not plan on calming down anytime soon.

“So, what are you doing here?” asked Magnus, almost immediate cringing at his own words.

“That’s funny,” replied Alec, looking at Magnus. He laughed softly and took a sip of his drink until he realised that Magnus really did not know what he did. Bringing his glass down, he pointed to himself. “Event manager,” he stated with a sparkle in his eye and Magnus gave him a knowing nod. “My sister, Izzy, works here at the Institute so she referred her boss to me.”

Magnus noticed Alec playing with the rings on his fingers but then looked back up to his face. Alec was incredibly attractive, Magnus couldn’t deny that. But it had been centuries since Magnus had properly been involved with anyone, much less a Mundane.

“I almost didn’t take that job… but I’m glad I did,” said Alec with a smile and Magnus found himself smiling back.

“Well, I’m glad Clary invited me,” he replied.

“About that… How do you know Clary?” asked Alec and Magnus suddenly realised the mistake he had just made.

“I… h-hardly do,” stuttered Magnus, trying to cover his tracks. The Clary of his world wouldn’t remember him. Alec squinted one eye at Magnus and nodded with a coy smile.

The two talked about small things for a little while longer, but mainly about Simon’s music. Eventually, Alec turned fully to face Magnus.

“You know, this is usually the point in the night where we exchange numbers and you tell me to call you-”

“Listen, Alexander… I- um… I don’t really-”

“I get it,” replied Alec, raising a hand to stop Magnus from rambling on.

“No,” sighed Magnus, a sad smile on his face. “You don’t.” Alec would never understand what it meant to be immortal, let along believe him. He took a wary step backwards. “You don’t want this.”

Alec frowned at Magnus and shook his head. “What do you mean?”

“It was nice meeting you,” he said curtly. The quicker he ended this, the easier things would be. Alec stepped forward hastily and placed a tender grasp on Magnus’ arm, his mouth dry.

“One dance,” he whispered with a hopeful look in his eyes and Magnus’ heart melted. He looked down to see Alec’s hand slide down his arm and hold his hand. He smiled softly and decided then that surely one dance couldn’t hurt, but that Catarina would give him hell for it tomorrow.

So he agreed and Alec started to pull him back into the main room but Magnus paused. “I’m not much of a dancer,” said Magnus sheepishly, struggling to catch Alec’s gaze. Eventually, Alec’s hazel eyes caught his and Magnus’ heart skipped a beat. Alec smiled a blindingly beautiful smile and walked back into the hallway, hand still attached to Magnus’.

“Here will do,” he whispered, stepping close.

Magnus’ breathing was uneven and his heart was racing. But he smiled back anyway and Alec smiled even wider at the sight of it. The song Simon was playing slowly morphed into a slow one and Magnus relaxed into Alec’s touch.

Nevertheless, it hurt him to think that this could never work.

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