Disclaimer: I've tried to own TMI, it didn't work
Authors note: don't really have anything to say here.
Nights
Nights were rather difficult things for Alec and Magnus, throughout their entire relationship. At first they were a symbol of Alec's shame, Alec would only ever come to Magnus when he could sneak out at night without anybody knowing he was gone, and Magnus accepted that Alec needed time to accept who he was and be comfortable with himself before letting anyone else in, but as the weeks dragged on Magnus became annoyed and tired with feeling like the Shadowhunter called him only when he needed him to do some kind of favour for his little Nephilim friends, and he became aware that Alec's infatuation with his parabatai was not something he was getting over and he was jealous and it infuriated him.
Then came that kiss, right in the middle of the Hall od Accords and things changed. Alec was less ashamed of who he was and nights stop being times when he was sneaking out and became the time he would cuddle up to Magnus and just pour out his feelings about, well, everything. Magnus loved the nights when his Nephilim would show up out of the blue and curl up against him on the loveseat or beneath his canary yellow comforter and just let out everything he was feeling, about his father, about members of the clave, about Max, just everything. These were the nights Magnus loved.
After the break-up nights were unbearable. Both Magnus and Alec would remember the nights were they would lie together, curled up under the comforter and they missed just being able to hold each other. These were the nights when Alec would call Magnus' number only to hang up and berate himself for it afterwards, they were the nights Magnus would hold Chairman Meow to his chest and just let everything out. Both Alec and Magnus would tell you that no matter what happened, these were the worst nights.
After Edom nights became riddled with Nightmares on both sides. One of them would wake from a violent nightmare only to find the other holding them tightly and soothing away the inner demons that just seemed so relentless these days. The nightmares were terrifying and devastating and neither of them ever really wanted to relive them enough to tell the other about them, but they still found comfort in knowing that the other would be there waiting when the darkness came.
These days Nights were very different.
Alec had been flitting in and out of a dreamless sleep for several hours now, whilst his husband slept soundly beside him exhausted after a tyring day taking Grace, Max and their nieces and nephews out, so that Jace, Alec, Isabelle, Clary and Simon could finally have some time to just spar like they used to before the kids came along. Alec gave up on sleep around 4am, instead just watching the steady rise and fall of his husbands chest as he slept, feeling comforted by it, (it had taken him a while to understand why Magnus found it so comforting when they first started dating, but after what they'd been through, he too found comfort in knowing that his love was still breathing steady), when he felt a tug on their comforter and looked down to find Grace, who was now 11 and on the verge of receiving her first rune, standing there looking slightly terrified. Alec sat up and pulled his little girl onto his lap wrapping his arms around her.
"Hey baby girl, is something wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
"No, I- Daddy I'm scared. What if we go to the ceremony and they tell me I'm not good enough to be a shadowhunter?"
"You, my dear, are one of the toughest little 11 year olds I have ever seen and if those silent brothers tell you you're not good enough then I don't think anybody will be. You are strong and brave and have the kindest heart of anyone I know. You have nothing to worry about."
"But just say, just say I'm not good enough, will you and Papa be upset?"
"Not one little bit sweetie. You're our baby girl and we'll always love you, and you're brother, no matter what."
"I love you daddy."
"I love you to baby girl."
