Alec Lightwood

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Alec is up to date on his canon through Heavenly Fire and assumptions about his future have been made according to comments Cassandra Clare has left on her tumblr and other sites.

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 No matter how much Alec wanted Magnus to stay with him, it was impossible while he was at the Institute.  During the day, the other Shadowhunters would let her follow him around, giving her a wide berth and glaring at them both but at night, it was forbidden for her to remain on the grounds.  Not that Magnus had followed those rules.  She snuck into his room most nights, curling up with him as they both fought off nightmares based on the things Sebastian had done to them.

There were good points and bad points to having been basically run out of London. Alec missed his extended family, but the whispers and the not so subtle hints about him no longer being a 'proper Nephilim' had goaded them to leave the familiar behind and take up traveling more extensively than they had before. It'd meant that he could embrace his more scholarly tendencies and make a name for himself among both the Shadowhunters and Downworlders... not that the Shadowhunters would ever admit to needing the help of the sorts of mystical artifacts that Alec and Magnus now specialized in finding.

Between his Shadowhunter skills and his wife''s magic, they had managed to create a fine reputation for themselves and earn enough that the family could travel the way Alec and Magnus had dreamed of as teenagers. They'd traveled the world at least a dozen times, trying to satisfy a sense of curiosity that never seemed to fade. At least their bank accounts never suffered through their adventures.

Their kittens had decided to tag along, even if they always made comments about the honeymoon never ending for their parents. Although, Alec figured that there had been a reason for the twins tagging along. A certain green, immortal one that had been strangely nervous the night before during dinner until Lex announced that she was dating Ragnor and demanded their blessing. Ragnor looked shell shocked at the sudden declaration. Mal muttered to himself while banging his head against the table. Alec had stared at the warlock, silently warning him that there would be a 'talk' in his future. And Magnus...

Magnus had glared enough that Alec was surprised that something hadn't caught on fire from the intensity of her reaction. He wasn't quite sure why she was so worked up about it, but he'd let her deal with the situation however she wanted, keeping eye on her so that nothing did catch flame. He only became concerned when Magnus began to drink more than she should, concern turning to true worry then fear when she decided to relive a famous fairy tale and make a carpet fly.

Eventually, the four of them had managed to get her back on the ground and in bed. Alec curled up on top of the covers, holding his love while she slept it off, shooing away the kittens and Ragnor, knowing that the hangover would be bad enough without the embarrassment of having the rest of the family witnessing it.

Whenever Magnus stayed the night, Alec's internal clock seemed to be more aware of time.  Normally, he woke up early enough to train but when she was in his apartment, any tendency to roll over and sleep in disappeared.  Or they did whenever they slept in separate places.  But it seemed that when they were together, after having spent the night together in an intimate way that Alec had barely allowed himself to fantasize about, it seemed that he was more prone to drowse curled up with his...

Fiancee?  Could he call her that yet?  He hadn't asked her.  Not properly at least, but he had the feeling that she knew he would ask and he was certain that she would say yes.

He would have asked her the night before but he wanted Charlotte's permission to court Magna before he dared to propose.  Although, he doubted that her answer would stop Magnus from saying yes.  She'd probably insist that they elope if anyone tried to stop them from marrying.

Later in the morning, he would go to the Institute and ask, but for now he'd stay in bed, curled up with Magna.  Who seemed to be impersonating an octopus in her sleep.  Not that he minded.  Brushing his fingers through her hair, he flushed slightly as he thought of how his intentions of being a gentleman hadn't quite worked out the way he'd planned.  

Not that Magnus had seemed to mind and they had saved some things for their wedding night.  

Kissing her forehead, he thought of the night before and how much he loved having her in bed with him when he woke... Maybe he should ask Charlotte for permission to marry Magnus instead of to court her.