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Alec had never expected to have children. Before Magnus, he’d never expected to get married or even considered a family at all outside of his siblings and parents. But every month into their relationship, each passing year, the thought had continued to crystallize. Every afternoon spent with Madzie, every moment with his niece and nephew, every time he thought about Magnus just this side of too long: he thought about being a father. He thought about what it meant, what it would be like, what his child would look like, what Magnus’ child would look like. Though, he didn’t like the idea of a surrogate. Not really.
But he and Magnus were only just married. They were only just back from their honeymoon. They’d barely gotten into the swing of things again.
The honeymoon was delicious, phenomenal, and relaxing. Just what the doctor ordered. Alec came back high from being twisted up in all things Magnus. The trip was equal parts honeymoon and therapy. Magnus was able to show Alec some of the places where he’d grown up and then retreat to the safety of their secluded beach resort hut. Alec made him promise they’d be back someday. Magnus was surprisingly agreeable to the idea.
He shrugged, “Having you there made it different. I don’t know--”
Coming back home was a trial for both of them. They’d only spent two weeks away, but it felt more like a lifetime. Paperwork had piled up, but it felt like their whole worldview had changed. Magnus whined a lot the first week back, stating that he deserved to wake up to a pina colada in his hand. Alec just shoved him into the car and told Ernesto to drive away quick.
Not two weeks after their return, Clary gave birth to Christine Lucia Wayland, who was already bigger than her cousin by two pounds, and didn’t appear to be slowing down any time soon. They made Izzy and Simon the godparents, and Alec was starting to get a little offended at being left out. The women were quick to console him, but Jace, Simon, and Magnus all scowled at his smug grin at getting all of their attention.
Because they were so well prepared for Madzie staying over, Alec and Magnus were first choice for babysitters. They were obsessed with their niece and nephew, and Magnus may have gone a little overboard with photoshoots, but it was all in good fun, and the babies seemed to be enjoying themselves when they were awake for it. As a result, however, far too many people started asking them if they were thinking about kids. They were frequently mistaken for Madzie’s fathers when out and about, and it would only get worse as the babies got older. So, Alec and Magnus made an agreement that they wouldn’t get caught up in Baby Fever, just because Izzy and Clary had Micah and Christine. In fact, Alec forced Magnus to actually sign a contract because he knew Magnus couldn’t keep to it. (
Alec
was having trouble keeping to it.)
“So I was thinking…”
“Uh huh.”
“About Micah.”
“Uh huh.”
“And Christine.”
“Nope. Nuh uh!”
“Alec, I didn’t even finish!”
“We had a deal! No baby fever decisions!”
“I don’t recall--”
“There is a signed contract, Magnus. No.”
“Damn you and your meticulous clerical habits...Did you just move away from me?”
“What? No. Of course not. Don’t be ridiculous.”
Magnus swiped his arm out to show just how far his husband had moved.
“You just moved away from me! Alexander, you do know we can’t impregnate each other, right?”
Alec scowled, taking another step away. “Ass. I don’t want you using your witchcraft to manipulate me!” Magnus feigned offense. “We said no baby decisions until the babies were at least 2 and being terrible.”
Magnus jutted a hip out. “You cannot possibly hold me to that.”
“--Which is why we signed a contract .”