A/N: So instead of working on my others stories I'm posting a new one instead lol oh well, I'll get back to those soon. As usual I don't own the characters no matter how cool that would be
(Dream Magnus and Alec: Godfrey Goa Magnus and Matthew Daddario Alec, just sayin' lol)
A/N2: So the way I'm doing mpreg in this story is by using a universe where male pregnancy is common. Certain males have carrier genes that make it possible. Magnus is of course a carrier, but Alec is not. Males do have a uterus and the pregnancy is just like a female's and they just have a c-section when it's time for the baby to be born. I hope that makes sense
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"You look like shit," Raphael said, as Magnus walked into the kitchen.
"I spent the night on the bathroom floor," Magnus replied. "I think your cooking gave me food poisoning."
"My cooking was amazing," Raphael said. "You had three helpings of it. Besides, if you were sick, then Ragnor and I should be sick. And we're not."
"We still have those pregnancy tests in the hall closet right?" Magnus asked.
"Dios mio, don't tell me some random guy knocked you up," Raphael answered.
"No...just Alec," Magnus said, standing up.
"You went through with it?" Raphael asked. "I thought you were just drunk rambling again."
"Of course I went through with it," Magnus said, going to the hall closet. "I was serious about this. And I do not ramble when I'm drunk."
"You kind of do," Raphael said, crossing his arms over his chest. "I can't believe he said yes."
"Alec's always wanted kids," Magnus replied. "It was a 99.9% chance he'd say yes... Damn, I could've sworn I stuck of box of pregnancy tests up here."
"Yeah, he wanted kids, you not so much," Raphael pointed out.
"Is everyone going to keep pointing that out?" Magnus asked.
He shut the hall closet and went back to his room, pulling on a pair of discarded jeans, a long sleeve black sweater and some boots. He slipped on his jacket and got his keys.
"I'll be back later, clean up your mess, and be a dear and feed Chairman for me," Magnus called as he left.
"Magnus, hey, what are you doing here?" Simon said, standing up.
"I was hoping I could borrow Alec," Magnus answered.
"Is this is about the baby thing?" Simon asked.
"He told you?" Magnus asked.
"Well duh, I'm his partner," Simon answered. "He's outside taking a break. I'll go grab him."
Magnus crossed his arms over his chest and looked over Alec's desk. It was neat and orderly. He had a couple pictures of himself with Isabelle, Jace, and Max. One of his parents. He recognized one of them and picked it up.
It was Alec by himself, leaning against the railing of the Brooklyn bridge. Magnus remembered taking the picture that day. It was below freezing and he had all but dragged Alec out of bed so they could walk the entire length of the bridge. He got sick after, but it was still worth it.
"Hey," Alec said, walking over.
"Hey, I'm not bothering you am I?" Magnus asked, setting the picture down.
"Just catching up on paperwork," Alec answered. "What's up?"
"Which way is the bathroom in this place?" Magnus asked. "I drank two gallons of water."
"Oh, ohh, down the hall, I'll walk you," Alec answered. "Why didn't you take them at your place?"
"Do you really want Raphael to be the first person to know whether or not I'm pregnant?" Magnus asked.
"Not really," Alec answered, opening the bathroom door.
"Didn't think so," Magnus said, going into one of the stalls.
He stepped out a couple minutes later and set the sticks on a paper towel and washed his hands.
"How long do we have to wait?" Alec asked.
"The box said three minutes," Magnus answered, drying his hands.
"Why is it always three?" Alec asked.
Magnus shrugged. "Maybe that's enough time for people to both have a panic attack about being pregnant and also like 'hey, this wasn't planned but let's do it.'"
"You had a full blown panic attack when we had that scare," Alec said. "I don't think I'd ever seen you pray since before that."
"Amazing how much people can change huh?" Magnus asked.
"Yeah," Alec answered, with a slight chuckle. "You are gonna get so fat."
"Oh fuck you," Magnus said, shoving him playfully. "I'll look amazing."
"You probably will," Alec agreed.
Magnus wasn't sure who made the move first. Him or Alec. All he knew was someone kissed someone and Alec had him pressed up against the sinks, Alec's hands on his hips, his hands in Alec's hair.
It felt like every other time they kissed. Firm, heated, as if it was the last time they'd ever get to kiss each other.
The timer going off on his phone is what made them pull away from each other. Alec cleared his throat and ran his fingers through his hair to fix it and Magnus tried not to let his thoughts stray too far.
Instead he picked up the three little sticks, double checking the box to make sure of the results.
"What's it say?" Alec asked, trying to look over his shoulder.
"They're all positive," Magnus answered. "I...we're gonna have a baby."
"Son of a bitch," Alec breathed. He leaned against the counter. "I'm gonna be a dad."
"I'm gonna be sick," Magnus grimaced, as he tossed the tests into the trash before going into one of the stalls and proceeded to throw up. He flushed and rinsed out his mouth once he was finished.
"I'm going to make an appointment with the doctor, just to be sure and to see what needs to happen now. Did you want to come with, or would you rather I just send you the summary?" Magnus asked.
"We've made some big headway with the robbery case, I don't think I'll be able to get away," Alec sighed. "Just let me know how it goes and if I need to do anything."
Magnus nodded and picked up his phone and wallet. "I will do that."
Alec unlocked the door to the bathroom and held it open for Magnus.
"That kiss…" Alec started. "Just a heat of the moment thing right?"
Magnus nodded. "Yeah… heat of the moment."
Alec out his hands in his pockets. "Be careful getting home okay? Let me know how the appointment goes."
"I will," Magnus told him.
He started walking in the opposite direction and glanced over his shoulder to see Alec already gone. He ran a hand through his hair as he walked to his car and drove home.
