The Bane Chronicles: The Course of True Love (And First Dates)

[strongest_faith]

Alec was late. He was really late. Late enough that he was pretty sure Magnus would have given up on him. Damn Jace wanting to train and Alec's inability to think of a good enough excuse to get out of it.

He'd rushed through a shower and pulled on a light-blue shirt that was actually new. Izzy said it did good things for his eyes. Alec hoped they were good enough for Magnus to forget that he was supposed to be there more than twenty minutes ago. He also hoped Izzy had been right about the cologne. He'd never worn cologne before.

As he sprinted through the Brooklyn streets to Magnus's loft, Alec dodged between pedestrians and once or twice vaulted a low wall that was in his way. He couldn't be bothered to stop for things like red lights, so he just flitted between (or over) cars where necessary. He was already late, but he didn't have to be any later.

By the time he got to Magnus's loft and threw himself at the buzzer, he actually needed to catch his breath.


[ooc: Dialogue and plot courtesy of Cassandra Clare's The Bane Chronicles.]

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[highwarlock_bane]

Magnus exercised heroic self-control, smiled, and offers the shirt.

[strongest_faith]

Alec takes it without looking at it. "Sorry about being a lousy date," he mutters, and pulls on the shirt to avoid having to say more, or saying the wrong thing.

[highwarlock_bane]

"What are you talking about? You're a fantastic date. You've only been here ten minutes, and I already got half of your clothes off."

[strongest_faith]

Alec blinks and smiles faintly, feeling the same sort of gratification he'd felt when Jace had told him Magnus was disappointed Jace wasn't Alec.

He can also feel his cheeks turning pink and doesn't want to think about that.

Instead he thinks about the shirt, about wearing Magnus's shirt, which is...quite tight on him. Magnus is slimmer than he is, and he already wears his shirts tighter than Alec would.

It's shorter as well, though Magnus is taller, and doesn't quite overlap with the waistband of his jeans, meaning if he moves at all, there will be a strip of skin showing between them. The same strip of skin that had so fascinated him on Magnus.

Oh, this is the same shirt.

Oh.

[highwarlock_bane]

Magnus realizes that anything more than mild flirting might scare him off.

"Come on. We're going to dinner" he grabs a red leather duster.

[strongest_faith]

Alec follows, mostly because he doesn't know what else to do at this point. He can't tell what Magnus is thinking, what he wants here. He can't get a read on whether he's doing all right or screwing things up immeasurably.

[highwarlock_bane]

Okay, step one is getting to the subway.

The subway is crowded on this Friday night.

[strongest_faith]

There are a lot of mundanes taking the subway. A lot.

And they can all see Alec. They can all see Alec wearing a far too tight, definitely too short t-shirt encouraging them to blink if they want him.

He's never before realized just how many mundanes there are in the city.

"Can't I...um...use a glamour rune?" he asks as they get onto the F train.

[highwarlock_bane]

Magnus understands that Alec is uncomfortable but, "No. I'm not looking like I'm alone on a Friday night just because you don't want mundanes staring at you."

"Here" Magnus points out a couple of free seats.

[strongest_faith]

Alec slips into one of the seats, but then he doesn't know what he should be doing. Small talk probably? He's not good at small talk. Or large talk. Or any kind of talk, really. Other people are talking around them, but Alec has no idea what to say.

He looks around at the subway ads instead. The ones directly in front of them are in purple and blue and show elderly couples smiling at each other. They read, "With the passing years, comes impotence."

Alec finds he cannot look away.

[highwarlock_bane]

Magnus doesn't know what to say and Alec is being utterly silent. At this point Magnus is certain that Alec wants nothing more than to go home.

Looking across the way he see's the same posters and noticed Alec staring, not only that he can't seem to take his eyes off of them.

Is Alec aware that Magnus is three hundred years old? Is Alec considering exactly how impotent one might become after that much time.\

Just as Magnus is hoping for some distraction two guys come on the train.

[strongest_faith]

At the very least, the guys coming onto the train give Alec something to look at other than that ad.

But they also seem to be setting up for a performance directly in front of Alec and Magnus. One of them starts dancing, swinging himself from poles and handrails precariously in the crowded car. The other set himself up cross-legged, beating a drum.

"Hello, ladies and gentlemen, and whatever else you got," he begins, and Alec sits back a little. "We're gonna perform for your entertainment. I hope you enjoy it. We call it 'The Butt Song'."

Oh. Oh no.

Oh, this cannot end well.

[highwarlock_bane]

Together the two began to rap. It was quite obviously a song they had written themselves.

"Roses are red, and
They say love's not made
to last,

But I know I'll never
get enough of that sweet,
sweet ass.

All that jelly in your
jeans, all that junk in
your trunk,

I just gotta have it -
one look and I was sunk.

If you ever wonder
why I had to make you
mine,

It's 'cause no other
lady has a tush so fine.

They say you're not a
looker, but I don't mind.

What I'm looking at is
the view from behind.

Never been romantic,
don't know what love
means,

But I know I dig the
way you're wearing
those jeans.

Hate to see you leave
but love to watch you go.

Turn back, then leave
again-baby do it slow

I'm coming right after,
gonna make a pass,

Can't get enough of
that sweet, sweet ass."

Most of the commuters seemed stunned. Magnus isn't sure if Alec is stunned or if he is deeply scandalized but Magnus was doing everything he can to keep from laughing. But as it was, Magnus is profoundly grateful when they reached their stop.

[strongest_faith]

Alec is neither stunned nor scandalized. He's just trying desperately not to laugh. It's...it's such a ridiculous thing, but Magnus isn't laughing? And Alec doesn't want Magnus to think he laughs at stupid things, but it's so stupid and so funny, and Alec is fairly certain he's going to have an aneurysm trying not to laugh.

And then they reach their stop, and they can get off the train, and Alec thinks that maybe things are looking up, when a skinny, freckled guy slips by them and tries to pickpocket Magnus's wallet.

Alec hardly has time to think before he's acting, grabbing the man by his arm and throwing him.

The man goes flying, arms and legs flailing, and he lands hard on the platform, a crack reverberating through the space. Alec's boot his on his throat before he has a chance to react.

[highwarlock_bane]

Magnus tipped a few dollars to the singers before exiting the train.

Just as Magnus thought someone might have picketed his pocket there was a howl and screech.

And there on the platform floor was the guy who had picked his pocket.

The Friday night commuters started to form a knot of bodies in tight shiny clothes and artful hair around Magnus and Alec.

The red head squawked, revealing braces, and flapped his hands in an urgent surrender. "Dude! I'm sorry! Seriously! I didn't know you were a ninja" the red head blurts our to Alec.

[strongest_faith]

Alec had...really not meant to throw him so hard.

And now--by the Angel--there are mundanes everywhere, and they're staring, gathering around to watch.

Alec lifted his boot from the guy's neck and muttered. "I'm not a ninja."

[highwarlock_bane]

A pretty girl with butterfly clips in her dreadlocks put a hand on his arm. "You were amazing." she says to Alec, "You have the reflexes of a striking snake. Really, with your cheekbones, you should be an actor." she says as she studies Alec and his features.

[strongest_faith]

Alec looks like a cornered animal.

"A lot of people are looking for someone as pretty as you who'd do his own stunts."

He takes a step back and gives Magnus a desperate look.

[highwarlock_bane]

Magnus tales pity on Alec placing his hand on the small of Alec's back and leaning against him.

His attitude and the glance he shoots at the girl clearly communicate my date

[strongest_faith]

Alec has never been so grateful for having someone's hand on him.

"No offense," she quickly adds. "Let me give you my card. I work in a talent agency. You could be a star."

[highwarlock_bane]

|He's foreign" magnus told the girl with a bit of attitude.

"He doesn't' have a social security number. You can't hire him."

trying to get Alec out of this situation. This poor girl has no idea who she is talking to.

[strongest_faith]

Alec looked at his shoes. he really needed more interesting shoes if this was going to become a habit.

"That's a shame. He could be huge. Those eyes."

[highwarlock_bane]

"I realize he's a knockout" Magnus emphasizes. "But I am afraid I have to whisk him away. He is wanted by Interpol."

[strongest_faith]

Alec glanced to Magnus. "Interpol?" Because, what was he on about?

When Magnus only shrugged, Alec continued. "Knockout?"

[highwarlock_bane]

Magnus raised an eyebrow at him, "You had to know I thought so. Why else would I agree to go on a date with you?"