The phone was what woke both men up from their slumber. It's shrill noise was coming from somewhere in the kitchen but neither of them made a move to get it. It was much too warm and comfortable under the quilt. Alec's back was scorching against Magnus' chest and stomach but neither of them had any complaints. They were comfortable and quite content with the way they were.

The voicemail eventually kicked in. "Hey Alec it's Izzy. Just letting you know that you finally got a day off today. Enjoy it while you can. Don't do anything I wouldn't do. Love you!"

At the sound of Isabelle's voice, Magnus flew up from off the couch and grabbed the shirt on the floor and put it on hastily over his head. "Alec! Get up. Now. We have an entire day to spend together and I refuse to spend it in bed all day."

Alec yawned and got up. He rubbed his eyes sleepily. Magnus couldn't get over how adorable he looked with his messy bed head hair. "What? I have a day off?"

"Yes. Now put on a shirt please. And fix your hair. The lord knows mine is a complete mess....." In an attempt to fix his hair, Magnus raked his fingers through it to try and look like there was some order to it. "Jesus. I look like crap."

"You look good," Alec smiled crookedly. He was still half asleep, his voice deeper than usual. "Why the rush? We have all day."

"All day," Magnus snorted. "There's only so many hours in a day and so many things we have to do together."

Alec paused to stretch before running a hand brought his messy black hair. "Alright then. What did you have in mind?"

"Hmm? Oh I don't know," Magnus cleared his throat abruptly. His attention was diverted to the mop of black hair on Alec's head, looking more and more appealing by the second.

Alec eyed him suspiciously. "Why are you wearing my shirt?"

Magnus looked down at himself. Shit. He had on Alec's white shirt from the previous night. "Uh....I just threw my shirt in the wash. Yours was the only one I could find."

Alec shrugged and shuffled out of the room, still yawning. To Magnus' horror, he was wearing the shirt he had picked up off the floor, and that shirt belonged to Magnus. It didn't quite fit him and was a little snug around the arms and short at the waist.

Following Alec to the bathroom, he found the Shadowhunter trying to flatten his hair and make it somewhat presentable.

"My hair is a mess," Alec laughed. "Watch what it does when I do this."

Magnus watched as Alec took a curly black strand and tugged on it. When he let go, the strand went right back to a curl again. "I love your hair. It's so soft and fluffy looking."

Alec crossed his arms over his chest. This made the shirt stretch right over his shoulders and biceps. "You think my hair is soft and fluffy?"

Magnus tilted his head to look at it from a different angle. "It's lovely. It also makes me want to touch it and just run my fingers through it."

Alec mumbled something under his breath. "I'll let you run your fingers through it if you can help me get it back to its usual style-"

"Alec. This is its usual style," Magnus saw Alec roll his eyes. "But I'll do my best. Sit down on the chair."

"What chair-oh," Alec grumbled as a chair appeared beside them. "Just the usual style. Apart from this one."

"Your wish is my command," Magnus smirked. "Should I wash your hair for you too?"

At the mention of getting his hair washed, Alec raised an eyebrow. "You don't mind?"

Magnus sighed. "I wouldn't offer it it bothered me, Alexander."

Alec's eyes shifted over to the shampoo bottle on the side of the bathtub and shrugged. "Sure. I guess so."

Magnus snorted and shook his head. "Love your enthusiasm. Your boyfriend offers to wash your hair and your response is 'I guess so'. Nice one, Alec."

Alec nudged him playfully, a smile on his face. "Just wash it already, would you? There's only so many hours in a day. You said so yourself."

"Touché. But before I begin, is there a preference of shampoo that you prefer?" Magnus asked, giving Alec a look.

"No," was Alec's blunt reply. "But what's the one you use? The one that smells really good?"

"You mean the sandalwood one?" Magnus took the bottle from the shower stall and showed it to Alec. "This is the one I use. I love the smell of sandalwood. Lavender too. Lovely scents."

"That's the one. Sandalwood. Use that one," Alec quickly adjusted the chair so that he was leaning back against the sink, head resting against the edge so Magnus could wash it as if they were in a hair salon.

Magnus started off by turning on the water. When it was nice and warm, he wet Alec's hair with a cupped hand, careful not to get any water in the Shadowhunter's eyes.

Next he squirt some shampoo in his hands and lathered it up on Alec's wet hair. Once there was a nice layer of shampoo on his head, Magnus began to massage Alec's scalp.

Alec groaned in pleasure. His eyes had closed and he groaned deep in his throat.

"You like that?" Magnus smirked as Alec nodded. "Personally I love this shampoo. Not only does it leave me smelling amazing, it also revitalizes your hair. It moisturizes and fixes dead ends."

Alec groaned again, not paying much attention to what Magnus was saying. He was too focused on the magical hands that was massaging his scalp.

Magnus rinsed the shampoo out before reaching for the conditioner. "Next step is conditioner. Do you ever use it?"

Alec raised an eyebrow, his eyes still closed. "No. I don't have time in the morning for that."

"Well today you do. Normally, conditioner is just meant for the tips of your hair but seeing how yours is short, I'll condition it completely. Then I'll rinse and wash again."

"That sounds time consuming...." Alec grumbled. "How do you do it everyday?"

Magnus smiled. "I like looking my best. It's not a crime for wanting to take care of yourself, Alexander. Plus it's not a crime to want to look good either."

Magnus did as he said he would; he rubbed the conditioner through Alec's hair and then rinsed it out before shampooing it again. Once this was done, Magnus rubbed a towel through Alec's raven black hair.

"All done. Now I'll just blow dry it and you'll be fresh and clean!" A hairdryer appeared beside them and Magnus plugged it into the wall. "Want me to do it? Or do you want to do it yourself?"

"Seeing how you did everything else, you might as well finish the job," Alec said. "My hair smells really nice."

"Doesn't it? My goodness. I could eat you up," Magnus winked at Alec's reflection as he turned on the hairdryer and began to dry his hair.

Five minutes later, Magnus found himself running his fingers through Alec's now soft and fluffy hair. It was so soft to the touch that Magnus couldn't let his fingers away long enough for Alec to get up off the chair to have a look at his now clean hair.

"Magnus," Alec chuckled as the warlock buried his nose into his hair. "What are you doing?"

"Sniffing you. You smell incredible-" A loud snort accidentally slipped from Magnus' nose as he sniffed. "And it's so soft and fluffy. I can't get over how incredible it looks. Look at it!"

"I would but you can't let your hands away long enough for me to do so," Alec laughed as Magnus fluffed it up some more. "Do I look okay though?"

Magnus pecked him on the lips with a smile. "You always look okay. Messy hair or not."

Alec beamed at this, pleased with the compliment. "Thanks. You always look amazing too. No complaints from me."

Magnus laughed. "If there were complaints, I'd have to change out my entire wardrobe and reconsider everything. But I'm glad you like it."

With a graceful twirl, Alec was now standing behind Magnus on the chair. "Sit down," Alec smirked, "it's your turn for a hair wash."

"Oh!" Magnus grinned. "I have a system, you know. You need to know how much shampoo I squirt on-"

"Magnus," Alec placed a long gentle finger on the warlock's lips. "No talking. Just let me do what I have to do."

Magnus nodded. "Okay. Maybe next time I should've thought of washing your body in the shower instead. Would've been much more kinky."

Alec turned on the tap with a smirk. "We'll do that later tonight."

Magnus flushed red. "Sounds like a plan," he whispered before closing his eyes and enjoying the feel of Alec's gentle fingers massaging his head.