Surfing

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Magnus was awoken by his alarm clock knowing full well what time he'd set it for; nothing but Alexander could motivate Magnus to get up this early. After putting on his swimming trunks and a t-shirt, Magnus slowly found his way out of the hotel in a sleepy daze. Who in their right mind got up this early anyway?

Magnus stopped at a cafe and grabbed two coffees before continuing his walk to the surfshop. It was a rare, cloudless day and despite him only being half awake, Magnus was glad to see the sun.

When Magnus arrived at the shop Jace was unlocking the door. Jace looked about as tired as Magnus felt.

"This date better be freaking fantastic," Jace grumbled as he took one of the coffees out of Magnus's hands.

"That was for Alec," Magnus objected but Jace turned and glared at Magnus with more annoyance than Magnus thought he deserved.

"I am covering Alec's opening shift," Jace complained. "I am keeping the coffee. Deal with it."

Despite Jace's attempt at unlocking the door, it was still locked. Blinking sleepily, Jace unlocked it again. Upon entering the shop, the first thing Magnus noticed was Alexander wearing a pair of plain black swimming trunks and a tight shiny black shirt that hugged his chest. Magnus stared for a moment at the muscles of Alec's chest, his mouth open slightly. The black colour, though dull, stood out beautifully against his pale skin. After a moment Magnus pulled his mind out of the gutter.

"Ah that's why the door was already open," Magnus said to the grumpy blond who had stolen Alec's coffee. Jace just gave Magnus a dirty look.

"I brought you coffee," Magnus said. "But Jace stole it."

"A small price to pay for stealing my beauty sleep," Jace whined as he disappeared into the back room.

"Thanks I guess," Alec said to Magnus with a slight laugh, ignoring Jace. Alec was looking Magnus up and down but just as Magnus was really starting to enjoy Alec checking him out, Alec's words contradicted his actions.

"That shirt might not work," Alec said. "You need a rash guard."

"Oh," Magnus replied, more disappointed than he cared to admit to learn Alec's true motives for eyeing him up.

"Come on," Alec said. "I brought an extra guard for you. Everything's in my car."

Just as Alec started for the back room and presumably the back door, Jace reappeared carrying a small chair. He placing it behind the counter, sat down and laid his head down on the desk.

"Really!" Alec said shaking his head. "You can't be that tired, Jace!"

"Oh yes I can," Jace mumbled. "I opened yesterday. I never open two days in a row."

"Oh please!" Alec scoffed. Jace just grumbled something unintelligible. Alec left Jace to his misery but Magnus couldn't help but empathize with Jace. It was freakishly early in the morning, after all. Magnus followed Alec out the back door.

"Sorry about Jace," Alec said as soon as the door closed behind them. "He's not a morning person."

"Neither am I," Magnus replied. "I do not think I have ever been up so early before."

"Really?" Alec asked skeptically.

"Oh don't get me wrong," Magnus replied, smiling. "I've stayed awake until 6am countless times but waking up at 6am, not so much."

Alec chuckled as he unlocked his car, or rather truck; it was big enough to have two surf boards in the back.

"I have never stayed awake until 6am," Alec replied once they were both inside the vehicle and driving onto the street.

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