16. Fear is just a state of mind.

                                    

                                          
*4 months later*
"You had a crush on Jace Herondale!? That blondie! Really, Alexander?" Magnus exclaimed, eyeing his 'boyfriend', earning an eye roll from him.
Magnus was in the kitchen making coffee for both of them while Alec was leaning on the counter, shoving the Chicken Ceaser Salad into his mouth, silently regretting telling his boyfriend about his first crush.
Magnus turned towards him when he was done preparing the coffee, and sighed when he saw how the shadowhunter was shoving food in his mouth. "You know I can make more, right? And, what did you see in that blondie, anyways?" Magnus put the mug of black coffee on the counter next to the shadowhunter while sipping on his milk coffee.
"Drop it, Magnus! I was freaking twelve! I didn't even know about myself back then. I started learning about my sexuality because of it. Besides, we have a cabinet meeting to attend within an hour, so can we not discuss about my crushes anymore." He shoved a big mouthful of his food again, refusing to ask for more, even though he was craving for more.
He was about to keep his plate away when Magnus placed more Chicken Ceaser Salad on it as if reading his mind. If he was being honest with himself, he actually loves when his boyfriend cooks, especially his favorites, it's always delicious. Since the time Magnus had started cooking for them, he craved his home-cooked meals. Like today, he wanted to be with his boyfriend with another excuse of solo patrolling, forgetting that today was the day for the monthly cabinet meetings. So now, here he was sneaking out of the Institute just to eat the delicious food his boyfriend made.
"Don't pretend that you don't want more, I know I'm a brilliant cook. Gracias por el cumplido de todos modos,  Alexander." (Thanks for the compliment anyway)
Alec eyed the warlock, sipping on his coffee first, then digging into the food again. " No te felicité, solo me gusta el Chicken Ceaser Salad, Magnus." He said, suppressing his smile when he saw the look on his boyfriend's face. (I didn't compliment you, I just like the Chicken Ceaser Salad, Magnus.)
Even though it's been four months 'dating' him, the shadowhunter never ceases to amaze him. "You know Spanish?"
"I know around 30 languages. And a little bit of sign language as well." He said proudly.
"And why didn't I know this before?"
"You never asked." He shrugged, finishing the second plate of his food, grimacing when he sipped the coffee which went cold.
Magnus flicked his wrist, warming his coffee again.
"Thank you, and I think I should leave now. Can you create a portal so I can go directly into my room before anyone notices that I'm gone?"
He quickly washed the empty cup and dishes before the warlock could protest, earning a loud sigh and an eye roll from him.
Magnus created a portal for him when the shadowhunter was ready to leave. Alec quickly pecked him on the lips. "See you at the meeting."
"Obviously, Mr. Lightwood." Alec rolled his eyes and stepped into the portal.
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To Alec's luck, he found his bedroom door still locked, no one had barged in, so no one knew he was gone. He sighed with relief, then changed into his formal clothes for the meeting.
About half an hour later the said representatives started walking in, Izzy was responsible for greeting them while Alec was standing outside the meeting room, welcoming everyone individually. The members consisted of Maia Roberts, the Alpha, and the Werewolves leader; Raphael Santiago, the Head of the Vampire Clan; Meliorn, the Seelie knight, representing faeries and pixies too; Davina Ester, the leader of the witches of NY; Alaric Renfrew, the peace maker, representing the shapeshifters; Homura Bushida, the Tenko representing Kitsunes; Vilmaris Atwater, the ocean's warrior, representing the Merefolk; Magnus Bane, the High Warlock of Brooklyn, representing the Warlocks, he himself and last but not the least Lucian Graymark, the Inquisitor of the Clave.