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It'd been a stupid thing to do. Izzy and Jace had given him the spell book as a joke. The thing looked old but his siblings were sure that it was fake. It was just some new age book that had been stained and beaten up to look authentic. Alec hadn't been so sure, but one night when they were all too drunk to know better, Alec had recited the words of one of the spells. Of course it'd been him. He was the only one who knew Latin and if magic was real, he wasn't going to let it effect his siblings.

At first they assumed nothing happened, laughing over the paper cut that Alec had given himself when Church had knocked over the stack of DVDs sitting on the coffee and Alec had sliced his finger on a page. It was a jump scare, but nothing dangerous had happened. It wasn't until later... when Alec was alone that he realized that the book was real.

Which was how he ended up with an incubus in his apartment. an incredibly beautiful, hot incubus that decided that Alec was his next snack. When Alec panicked and somehow managed to keep from falling into bed - or whatever convenient surface the demon could find - Magnus eventually quit trying to get him naked. Temporarily of course.

Instead he decided that he was Alec's new roommate. Alec tried to convince Magnus that the summoning was an accident. He tried to banish him. Nothing worked. Since the arcane hadn't succeeded, Alec tried a simpler method. Stretched out on the couch, he studiously ignored the incubus, trying to read his textbook instead of ogle his new 'roommate'.

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"Actually, I don't know. The book with the spell wasn't specific about how this works." If it had been, Alec would have chosen another spell. Something that didn't involve sexy, demonic roommates. "And the stories I've read about incubi don't really help in this kind of situation."

Arching an eyebrow, he considered Magnus' words. "Just mostly? Then what's the rest of you?" Because lust and desire seemed to be high on the list of 'things that make up Magnus' whenever he was near Alec.

For a moment, he forgot to breathe, ready to lean into the touch, maybe even close the distance between them for the kiss he'd been thinking about whenever he wasn't forcing aside his errant imagination. "I - I'm not like you." Pulling away, he tried not to be disappointed by Magnus' words. He shouldn't expect anything different from someone who was an incubus. He couldn't expect Magnus to change his nature. "I don't think people are tasty and I wouldn't kill someone during sex." Okay... that probably crossed a line and Magnus would kill him without Alec losing his virginity but Alec had always been a terrible liar.

Magnus would have answered Alec's question. He would have explained that he still has a personality, wants and desires that don't have anything to do with sex. (...Sort of.) He would have made it clear that he's capable, to an extent, of friendship and niceties, conversation and connection.

But then Alec had to go and ruin it with that parting comment.

Magnus' eyes went flinty and he pulled his hand away from Alec. He wouldn't kill him, but there was definitely something hard and... disappointed in his gaze.

"You keep saying that you don't know how this works, but you seem very certain in what you know about me."

As soon as he saw the change in Magnus' expression, Alec knew he'd made a mistake. He almost flinched away from the demon, but he knew that would make the situation worse. Magnus might be angry, but he hadn't attempted to harm him. He wasn't sure if that'd change if he acted like Magnus might be dangerous.

Might be. Wasn't he supposed to be sure that Magnus was dangerous?

"How am I supposed to know? I read all these books about demons and no one lives through their experiences with them." Alec tried to keep his voice level, but there was a hint of wariness and frustration in his tone. "You keep referring to me like I'm food when I... " He could like Magnus if he wasn't sure that he was just a meal for him. "You haven't told me how this works and when I've explained that this all was an accident, you call me a liar."

For a moment, the frustration got the better of him. "Just because everyone said I was going to die a virgin didn't mean I was going to summon an incubus to put me out of my misery. There's a reason why I haven't went to bed with anyone even if no one else seems to think that's important!"

Magnus' lips tighten in the way of someone sucking on a bit of lemon. He doesn't like what he's hearing, mostly because it's taking the angry, self-righteous wind out of his sails and forcing him to consider more of Alec Lightwood than he had originally been intending to. He was willing to take into account that he was hot and interesting, but he hadn't wanted to see things from his side. That just made things... confusing.

"Maybe I could be more circumspect with my words," Magnus allows. "But you can't expect me to be very giving of someone who can summon me and order me about with a snap of his fingers. Especially so when he doesn't seem keen on giving me orders and instead just keeps me around so I can..."

Well, get used to the situation. Get comfortable. Get to liking Alec.

"So tell me, what's your reason for not sleeping with anyone? If it's so important, I want to know."

"I tried to send you back. I've offered to take you out so you could see the city." What did Magnus want him to do? First he accused Alec of ordering him around and then he was angry that Alec wasn't ordering him around. Growling under his breath, he turned away from Magnus and began searching through his closet for his jacket.

Pulling out the one he'd bought when the weather turned colder, he shoved it at the demon before pulling out the battered one that barely fit. Shrugging it on, he tried to control his temper but every time he thought of how his attempts at caution and kindness had been received, his control frayed.

"I was waiting for someone who liked me not someone who just wanted to fuck." It probably sounded stupid to Magnus. "I'm not even waiting for someone who loves me." Just like. He could be happy with that since most of his friends seemed to tolerate him instead of actually having affection for him.

Stalking back into the living room, he picked up his copy of Byron and shoved it into his pocket. "If you want orders, Magnus, I'll give them to you." Alec didn't to but Magnus seemed to want him to be the way the other people who summoned him had been. "Go have fun tonight. I'll even stay with Izzy so you can have the apartment to yourself."

What he wanted was Alec. Was it really that difficult to see? And what he wanted was the same as Alec, too. He wanted to be wanted, not simply here, an annoyance, thrown around and avoided. There was something about Alec that called to him, more than the summoning. He had never met anyone like him. Most of his summoners were assholes, dark and twisted in some way. They wanted him, always for something. Alec didn't want him at all.

So of course Magnus wanted to change that. He was a fickle, silly beast.

It didn't escape Magnus' notice that the demon got the nice jacket and Alec the beat up one. It didn't escape his notice that Alec put the book into his pocket either.

His brows drew together in a frown.

"Is that what you really want?"

Alec wished he knew what Magnus wanted other than the obvious. He was trying, he really was. He knew that Magnus was stuck with him. Since wherever Magnus was from was some form of hell, being summoned by a college student had to be better than whatever Magnus had been doing before Alec had cast the spell. But he knew that Magnus wasn't happy and even if Magnus was a demon, Alec wanted him to be happy.

Too bad nothing he did seemed to please Magnus.

Hunching his shoulder, he made sure the book wouldn't accidentally fall out his pocket, he tried to think of the answer that wouldn't make the situation worse. "It's what you want, isn't it?" Looking up, he gave Magnus a self-deprecating smile. "I just want you to be happy." Without that happiness resulting in death. "You should go to the club, find someone who knows how to act in those places." Unlike Alec who always felt like he had to be on guard while he suffered through terrible music. "I'll be okay on my own."

"I want--"

He wanted Alec, but of course saying such a thing wouldn't go over well. It would immediately make the young man think of death and being eaten alive. It would make him defensive, even more so. And Magnus didn't want that. He wanted to crack the shell around Alec Lightwood, not terrify him. But how to do that when his very nature was demonic?

"Do you want to watch a movie?" he asked shyly.

Tugging at one of his sleeves, he waited for Magnus to say goodbye or to ask for a key to the apartment. His fingers stilled and he stared at the incubus in shock when Magnus offered to watch a movie instead. But you want to go to the club. Magnus had been excited about it, but now he looked shy.

It might be a trick, but Alec wanted it to be true. He wanted Magnus to not mind a quiet evening of watching movies instead of the too loud, sensory overload that his friends preferred. "I'd like that. We could order take out, unless you still want to go out. I don't mind." He sounded like an idiot. Why couldn't he stop rambling? "I don't mind going out. I don't even mind some clubs. I just don't like the ones Izzy and Jace always go to."

Magnus was a demon of sex, of seduction, of human nature at its most carnal. He could tell that, despite Alec's words, what he really wanted was to spend time at home. And, as Magnus' only goal was to be close to the human, that would more than suffice.

Besides, he liked human movies, when he got the chance to see them. They were all so ridiculous in their ways, especially the horror ones.

"It's in my nature to be fickle," he says with a slight smile. "But a movie... sounds good."

Alec began to protest, ready to put his own preferences aside for whatever Magnus wanted. It wasn't fair that the demon spent so much time in the apartment and was forced to do things that Alec was interested in. He had no idea how long it'd been since Magnus had been free to interact with humans and he didn't want to ruin Magnus' chance to enjoy the world.

Magnus might eventually make him dinner, but he wasn't like the demons in the shows he watched late at night. He wasn't trying to murder everyone around him. Just seduce them.

"Since you're the one who's fickle, then you get to choose the movie." Tugging on his sleeve again, he glanced at the door, then at Magnus, flushing slightly. "Do you want to get something to eat first or order take out?" If they went out, would it be a date? A date. With a demon. Why didn't that sound awful like it was supposed to?

Magnus tilted his head as he considered the options. Truthfully, he would have liked to go out and see more of the world than the inside of Alec's apartment. But he had the awful feeling that going out would make Alec uncomfortable and distract Magnus terribly. There was too much possibility for awkwardness and misunderstanding again.

So he grinned and shook his head. "Take out sounds find. Thai, though, if you're up for it. Something spicy. I don't get a chance to indulge in human food often."

It took a moment to realize that he was blushing over the thought of going out with Magnus. Or more importantly, it being a date. Even though he knew he had to be cautious, he liked the idea. When he wasn't worrying over Magnus trying to make him a snack, he did find the demon interesting.

"I have a menu somewhere." The blush felt like it was getting worse as he headed for the kitchen to find the menu for the local place that was his favorite. Hopefully Magnus would like it too. "I like spicy too, unless Izzy's cooking. Never eat anything she makes." He paused, paper in hand, as he realized what Magnus said. "You know you don't have to stay here. If there's things you want to see or if you want to get food. I could give you some money - We could figure out a ways to make sure you didn't get in trouble."

Why was a blush so interesting to him? He was an incubus, a demon of sex. Of sex. That was why. Because so few humans he had encountered blushed at the thought of sex anymore. Oh, sure, he'd had a few virgins in his time. More than a few. But their number had seemed to have died off in recent centuries. And rarely were those virgins young men as pretty as Alec Lightwood.

Magnus grinned rakishly as he followed Alec to the kitchen and leaned against the counter. "I'm made for trouble, Alexander," he purred. "There would be no stopping me once I got outside."

He shouldn't like the way Magnus said his name. Alec didn't even like his full name since it reminded him of his parents' lectures and their disappointments. But it sounded special when Magnus called him that.

"I know, but that doesn't mean that you should be stuck in one place." It was probably foolish of him to suggest that Magnus leave the apartment, but it also wasn't fair to keep him basically imprisoned. And maybe he'd find someone who was more interesting since Magnus had to be bored with a geek who preferred poetry and small clubs instead of raves. "You shouldn't be unhappy because I'm the one who summoned you."

Offering the menu to Magnus, Alec reminded himself that Magnus was going to spend the evening with him and he should try to make it a better date than the disasters he usually had. "What's your favorite?"

"Who said I'm unhappy because you summoned me?" Magnus countered.

Ah, right. Basically him, a dozen times.

He wrinkled his nose slightly and amended: "It's just not what I'm used to. I get cranky when I don't know..." Why was he saying this, exactly? Why was he revealing something of himself right now?

"I'm so used to other people being in control, so to speak. Or to having a cut and dry mission, desire. I get cranky when things are up in the air."

"You have." The answer is accompanied by a shrug. He would say more but it would start a fight and they were mostly getting along now. "You want to know what I expect from you," Alec guessed. He could understand why that was frustrating but Alec didn't want what those other summoners had wanted.

Okay, he did want to have sex with Magnus. Anyone who was even slightly interested in men would want to have sex with Magnus. He was the type that Alec would fantasize about if he was imaginative enough to think up someone as gorgeous as Magnus.

"If I give you a mission, you can go back?" Alec wasn't sure if that would be good or bad. He doubted that Magnus wanted to stay with him but Alec doubted that he wanted to return to whatever dimension demons lived in. "Would you prefer that?"

Magnus took a long moment to answer, mouth slightly parted as though a response was ready to come out but just needed some coaxing. A part of him did want to go back, of course, if only because this seemed like the kind of situation that Alec truly didn't want. Magnus wasn't exactly empathetic or sensitive to other people's needs, but he didn't like feeling unwanted. No one did.

But at the same time... "A vacation from hell isn't exactly a bad thing," he pointed out with a slight, almost shy smile. "Maybe we deal with the mission later and for right now focus on the Thai and movie."

Waiting for Magnus to speak, Alec wasn't sure if he'd be relieved if Magnus suggested a mission or not. He wouldn't have to deal with having a cranky roommate or with the possibility of being seduced by an incubus, but he'd also miss Magnus. If Magnus wasn't a demon. If he was a normal guy...

If he was a normal guy, he wouldn't be interested in Alec. Would he?

Noticing the smile, he tried to ignore the way his heart stuttered. Or the way his gaze lingered on Magnus' lips. "I'm glad that I'm a better alternative than hell." Was that a bad thing to say? It probably was. "Uh - can a date be a mission or is that something that's free will for you?"

His eyes alight on Alec with sharp, keen interest. Magnus hadn't exactly been gunning for a date, even if that's basically what they were doing, what anyone else would call it. At the same time, he's... pleased by the offer. If Alec weren't phrasing it as a mission designed to get rid of Magnus.

"It's up to you, I suppose," he says. "If you order me to do it, then... that's a mission. But as it stands... It's just something that I want to do."

Magnus wasn't agreeing to a movie and takeout because he had to. He wanted to spend the evening with him. A tiny voice in the back of his head warned him that it was because Magnus wanted him to be dessert, but it was easy to ignore.

"You want to have a date with me." It almost sounded like a question, and he couldn't hide the smile that the thought caused. The first open smile that he'd given Magnus since the incubus had been summoned to the apartment. "It's not an order. I don't want to give you orders. You shouldn't be forced to do things." He was rambling. He needed to stop before he embarrassed himself or Magnus changed his mind about the date. "I'd like it to be a date."

Magnus would have looked down and away, embarrassed by the statement. He's an incubus, a sex demon, made to seduce and devour. Not go on dates with cute boys. But that smile on Alec's face warms him in a way that nothing else ever has.

What is with him? He's just enjoying this freedom too much.

"Then." He clears his throat, smiling shyly. Yes, shyly. "It's a date."

It's not lost on him that Alec says, too, that he shouldn't be forced to do things. That's... nice. In a way that no one has ever been to him.

Alec wished that he could think that the sudden desire to kiss Magnus was because his roommate was an incubus but he knew that wasn't the reason. He liked how Magnus looked when he smiled like that, wanted to see more of the person that seemed shy over simple things like dates.

He stared a little too long at Magnus' lips. flushing brighter as he offered Magnus the menu. "Uh - dinner? Do you want something specific or should we order a bunch of different things to try?"

"Bunch of things," Magnus chirped happily, pleased to be able to sample some human cuisine. Also pleased that they seemed to have broken through their impasse. Things weren't fully clear and out in the open, but at least they seemed to be on roughly the same page. That was progress that Magnus could get behind.

"Or is that too adventurous for you?" he teases gently from behind the menu, cat-eyes alight with good humor.

"I'm not that boring, Magnus." He pretended to be annoyed, but there was a hint of amusement in his voice. He knew that the others thought he was too straight-laced but there were reasons for his grumpiness in some situations. "I don't like the clubs Izzy goes to because they're too loud. They're too - " He gestured vaguely with his free hand, trying to explain what he'd never been able to put into words for Izzy. "I like clubs with music that you can actually hear the words to the songs. I like to dance." His tastes were just old fashioned, which everyone thought was boring.

Pausing, he started pointing at items on the menu. "These are my favorites. I haven't tried the squid yet but Izzy keeps daring me to."