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written for MalecWeek Day 7. Missings malec scenes in the book.

Alec had to cancel his second date with Magnus and regrets that decision tremendously when the reason for cancelation turns out to be a clubbing night with Jace, Clary, Isabelle and Simon. Can he still have his date with Magnus when the warlock shows up in the same club?

Title: Untitled Author: erucchii (or on AO3) A/N: Because it’s the last day of Malec Week (well, not anymore in my country, but other countries in different timezone, it’s still the 7th so yeah... Anyways, because I know I can’t catch up so I decided to just post the final one first. And I’ll post the fics for Day 4, 5 and 6 later. :D So yeah, enjoy! :D Disclaimer: The Mortal Instruments belong to Cassandra Clare.

1) Scene 1 (after City of Glass)

After returning from Idris, Alec has started spending more nights at Magnus’s loft. One night, they were cuddled on the couch, Alec sitting at one end of the couch, and Magnus lay down with his head on Alec’s lap and feet on the armrest. They were having a movie marathon. While watching their second movie, Magnus suggested to Alec out of the blue, “We should go on a vacation together.

Alec, who was absently carding his fingers through Magnus’s hair, looked down in surprise, his hand stopping mid motion. “Vacation?”

“Yes. You, and me; no shadowhunting, no clients. Just the two of us, somewhere in Europe perhaps, doing mundane things like being a tourist, a going on romantic Seine river cruise at night, candlelight dinners…” Magnus saw Alec bit his bottom lip, and his expression fell. “What’s wrong?”

“Magnus… I don’t know if I can.”

There was a pause. Magnus clenched his fist, before unclenching it, and shifted his position so that now he was sitting up properly. “Are you still worried about what people think?”

“Angel, no,” Alec said immediately, his eyes wide at the implication of what Magnus was saying. “I don’t— I’m not ashamed of us. It’s just… Max. It feels wrong.”

Magnus sighed, and pulled Alec towards him. Alec ended up practically sitting on the warlock’s lap. “You can mourn, darling, but you have to move on. To continue on living.”

Alec curled up against Magnus, burying his face against Magnus’s neck. “I know.”

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2) Scene 2 (vacation scene in CoFA)

After settling into the villa Magnus rented for them for their three days in Versailles, France; Magnus took Alec to Château de Versailles. They spent the entire day there, before heading off to their dinner reservation. Alec was somewhat relieved that it wasn’t anywhere extravagant this time.

After dinner, they walked around, taking pictures along the way, or stopping by random shops, buying pastries for dessert or fast food for snacking.

By the time they returned to the villa, it was late, but Alec wasn’t tired. In fact, he was determined. Every time he wanted to take their relationship to the next level, Magnus pulled away. He knew Magnus only did so because the warlock respected him, and didn’t want him to do anything he was not ready for. It was sweet, at first. But now, it was making him frustrated. He knew he was ready.

So, while Magnus was in the bathroom, doing his business, and removing his make-up, Alec dimmed the bedroom light, and stripped completely. Then, he sat on the bed, and waited.

Magnus arched his eyebrows when he saw his boyfriend naked on the bed. “What are you doing?” he asked as he made his way towards the bed.

“Waiting. For you,” Alec replied. He knew he was blushing, and he was embarrassed, but he wanted to do this. He took one of Magnus’s hands, and pulled him onto the bed. “You’re overdressed,” he told Magnus, who was only wearing his boxers shorts, and captured Magnus’s lips into a kiss. “I want you,” he whispered, before kissing Magnus again.

The kiss was intense, passionate, and it was turning Magnus on. When they pulled apart, both out of breath and panting, Magnus asked, “Are you sure, Alexander?” He cupped Alec’s cheek with one hand, brushing a thumb over the shadowhunter’s cheekbone. “I don’t want you to do anything you’re not ready for.”

Alec leaned in for another kiss, and his hand moving up and down Magnus’s bare chest, before playing with one nipple. That elicited a moan from Magnus. “I want you, Magnus.”

And Magnus knew, from the determined look in Alec’s eyes, that his young boyfriend was serious. So, he stood back up, and took of his shorts. Alec grinned. “Losing my virginity in Versailles. Very romantic, isn’t it?”

“Very,” Magnus agreed, as he pinned Alec down on the bed.

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Title: Untitled Author: erucchii (or on AO3) A/N: Because it’s the last day of Malec Week (well, not anymore in my country, but other countries in different timezone, it’s still the 7th so yeah... Anyways, because I know I can’t catch up so I decided to just post the final one first. And I’ll post the fics for Day 4, 5 and 6 later. :D So yeah, enjoy! :D Disclaimer: The Mortal Instruments belong to Cassandra Clare.

1) Scene 1 (after City of Glass)

After returning from Idris, Alec has started spending more nights at Magnus’s loft. One night, they were cuddled on the couch, Alec sitting at one end of the couch, and Magnus lay down with his head on Alec’s lap and feet on the armrest. They were having a movie marathon. While watching their second movie, Magnus suggested to Alec out of the blue, “We should go on a vacation together.

Alec, who was absently carding his fingers through Magnus’s hair, looked down in surprise, his hand stopping mid motion. “Vacation?”

“Yes. You, and me; no shadowhunting, no clients. Just the two of us, somewhere in Europe perhaps, doing mundane things like being a tourist, a going on romantic Seine river cruise at night, candlelight dinners…” Magnus saw Alec bit his bottom lip, and his expression fell. “What’s wrong?”

“Magnus… I don’t know if I can.”

There was a pause. Magnus clenched his fist, before unclenching it, and shifted his position so that now he was sitting up properly. “Are you still worried about what people think?”

“Angel, no,” Alec said immediately, his eyes wide at the implication of what Magnus was saying. “I don’t— I’m not ashamed of us. It’s just… Max. It feels wrong.”

Magnus sighed, and pulled Alec towards him. Alec ended up practically sitting on the warlock’s lap. “You can mourn, darling, but you have to move on. To continue on living.”

Alec curled up against Magnus, burying his face against Magnus’s neck. “I know.”

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2) Scene 2 (vacation scene in CoFA)

After settling into the villa Magnus rented for them for their three days in Versailles, France; Magnus took Alec to Château de Versailles. They spent the entire day there, before heading off to their dinner reservation. Alec was somewhat relieved that it wasn’t anywhere extravagant this time.

After dinner, they walked around, taking pictures along the way, or stopping by random shops, buying pastries for dessert or fast food for snacking.

By the time they returned to the villa, it was late, but Alec wasn’t tired. In fact, he was determined. Every time he wanted to take their relationship to the next level, Magnus pulled away. He knew Magnus only did so because the warlock respected him, and didn’t want him to do anything he was not ready for. It was sweet, at first. But now, it was making him frustrated. He knew he was ready.

So, while Magnus was in the bathroom, doing his business, and removing his make-up, Alec dimmed the bedroom light, and stripped completely. Then, he sat on the bed, and waited.

Magnus arched his eyebrows when he saw his boyfriend naked on the bed. “What are you doing?” he asked as he made his way towards the bed.

“Waiting. For you,” Alec replied. He knew he was blushing, and he was embarrassed, but he wanted to do this. He took one of Magnus’s hands, and pulled him onto the bed. “You’re overdressed,” he told Magnus, who was only wearing his boxers shorts, and captured Magnus’s lips into a kiss. “I want you,” he whispered, before kissing Magnus again.

The kiss was intense, passionate, and it was turning Magnus on. When they pulled apart, both out of breath and panting, Magnus asked, “Are you sure, Alexander?” He cupped Alec’s cheek with one hand, brushing a thumb over the shadowhunter’s cheekbone. “I don’t want you to do anything you’re not ready for.”

Alec leaned in for another kiss, and his hand moving up and down Magnus’s bare chest, before playing with one nipple. That elicited a moan from Magnus. “I want you, Magnus.”

And Magnus knew, from the determined look in Alec’s eyes, that his young boyfriend was serious. So, he stood back up, and took of his shorts. Alec grinned. “Losing my virginity in Versailles. Very romantic, isn’t it?”

“Very,” Magnus agreed, as he pinned Alec down on the bed.

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Well… what I really want to see on the first season of the tv show.

-The first kiss scene. With all the hard, questionable stares and all the bloopers of course because I’m giggling just imagining it! matt and harry girlfriends let them, please, give us a fabulous fanservice.

-The hickey, 1313

-“just for the hot guy” “the one with blue eyes”

Title: Coffee (Malec Week 7 days challenge; Day 3: AU settings) Author: erucchii (or on A03) A/N: Yes, I’m aware I’m late. I can’t seem to stick to my own schedule /shot But oh well. I won’t be able to catch up, but I’m still going to do all 7 damnit. Anyways, enjoy! :D Summary: Alec was the unfortunate one who picked the short straw. That means he had to go to the small coffee shop across campus to get coffees. But when he saw the barista behind the cashier, he thought, it might not be so bad after all. Disclaimer: I do not own The Mortal Instruments.

Alec looked at the short straw in his hand, before turning back to the others. Jace and Isabelle both had a smirk on their faces, while Simon had a sheepish look, and Clary looked guilty. “You cheated.”

“Aw, of course not, brothermine,” Isabelle exclaimed, grinning.

Alec narrowed his eyes. He looked at each of them one by one, before finally his gaze fell upon the redhead. “Clary?”

“We colour coded the straws so that we know which one is the shortest straw,” she blurted out, and blushed. Because of this she earned herself a sigh from her boyfriend, Jace, and best friend, Simon, and a glare from Isabelle.

Alec rolled his eyes, before staring at the other four people in the lab they were using at Columbia University. He and Jace were working on building a robot for a project, when Isabelle, Clary, and Simon decided to join them in the lab. He looked at them suspiciously for a moment, before saying, “I don’t’ know what you’re planning but I don’t want any parts in it.”

“We just wanted some coffee, Alec,” Jace told his adopted brother, trying to sound as innocent as possible, all the while having a smirk on his face.

The look on Alec’s face was one of disbelief, but later he sighed in resignation. “Fine, I’ll do the coffee run this time.”

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The coffee shop was just across the campus, a short less-than-five-minutes walk. It was family-owned, called Charlotte’s Café. There was the familiar chime of the bell when he entered. Sophie, one of the baristas, gave him a smile before turning back to clear a table.

There were not many people at that time of the day, so the queue wasn’t long. He stood in line, and took out his phone to look at everyone’s order, and replying to the text Isabelle sent. He was so engrossed in his phone; he didn’t realize it was his turn.

“Darling, you can come closer, you know? I won’t bite.”

Alec’s head immediately snapped up, and blushed. Realizing what the barista addressed him as, he blushed even darker. Awkwardly, he walked towards the counter. He didn’t recognize the barista, so he probably just started. However, he did notice how good looking the barista was, and his slender frame— Alec shook his head. Where the hell did that come from?

“So, what would you like, darling?” the barista said with a grin.

Alec stared at the man with wide eyes. The guy was flirting with him, right? He may not be good with social cues but he was sure that the guy was flirting. “I want you—I mean, I want two mocha, large; one caffé frappé with whipped cream, one chai latte, and one large coffee, black,” he said in one breath, mortified by his earlier slip of tongue.

The man chuckled. “And your name?”

“A-Alec… My name is Alec.” Alec wished a hole would open and swallow him right about now.

“Right, Alexander it is.”

“What?”

“Alec is short for Alexander, isn’t it?”

“Well, yes. How did you know?”

“Lucky guess,” he shrugged. “I’m Magnus, by the way.”

Alec smiled. “I’m Alec.”

“I know,” Magnus gave him an amused smile. He wrote Alec’s name on the cups, before giving the order list to Jem, another barista that worked there. Then, he rang Alec up.

The bell chimed, indicating a new customer had just comes in, while Alec was paying. So, Alec awkwardly said, “Well, it was nice…meeting you. I’ll just—I’ll just wait at the side.”

“You do that, darling,” Magnus replied, with a wink.

Alec could feel his ears turning red, and he immediately walked away. He swore he could hear Magnus’s soft chuckle.

It took almost ten minutes for Jem to finish making all the drinks he ordered. He exchanged a few words with the brunette before leaving, and if he noticed the amused look Jem gave him, well, he tried not to think about it.

While walking, he took his cup of black coffee in his free hand and was about to drink it when he saw the note at the side of the cup, near the scrawl ofAlexander. It was a phone number, and the note says:

Call me, darling. —Magnus

This time, Alec knew that he was blushing all the way down his neck. He had a sinking feeling that Isabelle had a hand behind this, but he would deal with that later. He stared at the number for a minute or two before committing it to memory.

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Jem leaned against the counter, his hands crossed over his chest, and an amused look on his face. He looked at Magnus, who was still at his post near the cash register. “What was that about?”

“What was what about?”

Jem shook his head when Magnus played dumb. “The flirting with Alec.”

“Jealous, Carstairs?” Magnus grinned, wiggling his eyebrows.

Jem snorted. “I have my own beau, thank you. And a girlfriend.”

“I still can’t believe the three of you ended up in a threesome relationship,” Magnus told his childhood friend.

Jem laughed. Then, he said, “Back to the original topic, whatever it is you’re doing, Magnus, don’t chase him away, okay? Alec’s a regular, and Charlotte would be furious if you chase him away.”

“Aye, aye, captain.”

Jem left to the back room to get more pastries, when Magnus received a text. He fished out his phone from his pocket, and read the message.

You’re awesome, Magnus. My brother seemed to be lost in his thought with a weird smile on his face after he returned from the coffee run.

Isabelle

Magnus was grinning when he replaced the phone is his pocket. He couldn’t wait for his night shift tomorrow, knowing full well that Alec would be there too. Tomorrow was music night, and Charlotte always had live bands playing every week. Simon, Isabelle’s boyfriend, and his band would be performing tomorrow, and Isabelle always dragged Alec there for moral support.

He whistled softly to himself, and for the first time in a very long time, he really wished that Alec would decide to call him. Alec was sweet and cute, and different. It would be nice to get to know him, even if the latter only wanted to be friends.

Title: Coffee (Malec Week 7 days challenge; Day 3: AU settings) A/N: Yes, I'm aware I'm late. I can't seem to stick to my own schedule /shot But oh well. I won't be able to catch up, but I'm still going to do all 7 damnit. Anyways, enjoy! :D Summary: Alec was the unfortunate one who picked the short straw. That means he had to go to the small coffee shop across campus to get coffees. But when he saw the barista behind the cashier, he thought, it might not be so bad after all. Disclaimer: I do not own The Mortal Instruments.

Alec looked at the short straw in his hand, before turning back to the others. Jace and Isabelle both had a smirk on their faces, while Simon had a sheepish look, and Clary looked guilty. "You cheated."

"Aw, of course not, brothermine," Isabelle exclaimed, grinning.

Alec narrowed his eyes. He looked at each of them one by one, before finally his gaze fell upon the redhead. "Clary?"

"We colour coded the straws so that we know which one is the shortest straw," she blurted out, and blushed. Because of this she earned herself a sigh from her boyfriend, Jace, and best friend, Simon, and a glare from Isabelle.

Alec rolled his eyes, before staring at the other four people in the lab they were using at Columbia University. He and Jace were working on building a robot for a project, when Isabelle, Clary, and Simon decided to join them in the lab. He looked at them suspiciously for a moment, before saying, "I don't' know what you're planning but I don't want any parts in it."

"We just wanted some coffee, Alec," Jace told his adopted brother, trying to sound as innocent as possible, all the while having a smirk on his face.

The look on Alec's face was one of disbelief, but later he sighed in resignation. "Fine, I'll do the coffee run this time."

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The coffee shop was just across the campus, a short less-than-five-minutes walk. It was family-owned, called Charlotte's Café. There was the familiar chime of the bell when he entered. Sophie, one of the baristas, gave him a smile before turning back to clear a table.

There were not many people at that time of the day, so the queue wasn't long. He stood in line, and took out his phone to look at everyone's order, and replying to the text Isabelle sent. He was so engrossed in his phone; he didn't realize it was his turn.

"Darling, you can come closer, you know? I won't bite."

Alec's head immediately snapped up, and blushed. Realizing what the barista addressed him as, he blushed even darker. Awkwardly, he walked towards the counter. He didn't recognize the barista, so he probably just started. However, he did notice how good looking the barista was, and his slender frame— Alec shook his head. Where the hell did that come from?

"So, what would you like, darling?" the barista said with a grin.

Alec stared at the man with wide eyes. The guy was flirting with him, right? He may not be good with social cues but he was sure that the guy was flirting. "I want you—I mean, I want two mocha, large; one caffé frappé with whipped cream, one chai latte, and one large coffee, black," he said in one breath, mortified by his earlier slip of tongue.

The man chuckled. "And your name?"

"A-Alec… My name is Alec." Alec wished a hole would open and swallow him right about now.

"Right, Alexander it is."

"What?"

"Alec is short for Alexander, isn't it?"

"Well, yes. How did you know?"

"Lucky guess," he shrugged. "I'm Magnus, by the way."

Alec smiled. "I'm Alec."

"I know," Magnus gave him an amused smile. He wrote Alec's name on the cups, before giving the order list to Jem, another barista that worked there. Then, he rang Alec up.

The bell chimed, indicating a new customer had just comes in, while Alec was paying. So, Alec awkwardly said, "Well, it was nice…meeting you. I'll just—I'll just wait at the side."

"You do that, darling," Magnus replied, with a wink.

Alec could feel his ears turning red, and he immediately walked away. He swore he could hear Magnus's soft chuckle.

It took almost ten minutes for Jem to finish making all the drinks he ordered. He exchanged a few words with the brunette before leaving, and if he noticed the amused look Jem gave him, well, he tried not to think about it.

While walking, he took his cup of black coffee in his free hand and was about to drink it when he saw the note at the side of the cup, near the scrawl of Alexander. It was a phone number, and the note says:

Call me, darling. —Magnus

This time, Alec knew that he was blushing all the way down his neck. He had a sinking feeling that Isabelle had a hand behind this, but he would deal with that later. He stared at the number for a minute or two before committing it to memory.

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Jem leaned against the counter, his hands crossed over his chest, and an amused look on his face. He looked at Magnus, who was still at his post near the cash register. "What was that about?"

"What was what about?"

Jem shook his head when Magnus played dumb. "The flirting with Alec."

"Jealous, Carstairs?" Magnus grinned, wiggling his eyebrows.

Jem snorted. "I have my own beau, thank you. And a girlfriend."

"I still can't believe the three of you ended up in a threesome relationship," Magnus told his childhood friend.

Jem laughed. Then, he said, "Back to the original topic, whatever it is you're doing, Magnus, don't chase him away, okay? Alec's a regular, and Charlotte would be furious if you chase him away."

"Aye, aye, captain."

Jem left to the back room to get more pastries, when Magnus received a text. He fished out his phone from his pocket, and read the message.

You're awesome, Magnus. My brother seemed to be lost in his thought with a weird smile on his face after he returned from the coffee run.

Isabelle

Magnus was grinning when he replaced the phone is his pocket. He couldn't wait for his night shift tomorrow, knowing full well that Alec would be there too. Tomorrow was music night, and Charlotte always had live bands playing every week. Simon, Isabelle's boyfriend, and his band would be performing tomorrow, and Isabelle always dragged Alec there for moral support.

He whistled softly to himself, and for the first time in a very long time, he really wished that Alec would decide to call him. Alec was sweet and cute, and different. It would be nice to get to know him, even if the latter only wanted to be friends.