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"So, we have some big news!" Izzy announced.
"We already know you're engaged, Iz. You don't have to announce it every time you see us," Jace smirked. Clary nudged his side and rolled her eyes. He always had to be so sarcastic.
"Oh dear," Magnus widened his eyes. "Are you with child?"
"What?" Alec spluttered his drink and narrowed his eyes at his sister and her fiancée.
"What?" Simon widened his eyes. He flinched under Alec and Jace's intense glares. He took a sip of water and tried to hide the blush growing on his cheeks.
"I am not pregnant!" Izzy insisted. She glared at her brother and Jace before rubbing her hand down Simon's arm in a comforting manner.
"Well, what's the big news?" Clary asked, trying to diffuse some of the tension.
"We finally settled on our wedding party," Izzy smiled bright. Simon smiled along with her, seeming to forget the nerves he was just feeling.
"The what?" Alec raised an eyebrow.
"Oh you know," Izzy dramatically rolled her eyes. "The bridesmaids and groomsmen."
"Are those the people who stand behind you?" Jace asked.
"That's exactly what they are," Izzy nodded. She turned to face her older brother and smiled. "I was hoping you would be my Man of Honor."
"You're what?" Alec asked, widening his eyes. "Isn't that usually a girl?"
"I couldn't imagine anyone else being up there behind me," Izzy insisted. "I would also like for you to give me away."
"Really?" Alec's eyes softened. He felt Magnus rest a hand on his back and smiled. "I would be honored. I accept both roles."
"What am I?" Jace asked.
"Groomsman," Simon said and then scratched the back of his neck nervously. "That is if you accept."
"I'm not the best man? Aw Wiggles, I thought we were closer than that!" Jace pretended to pout.
"I am never going to hear the end of this," Simon rolled his eyes. He turned to face Clary and smiled at his best friend. "I was actually hoping that you would be my best woman."
"Really?" Clary widened her eyes and covered her mouth in excitement. "Simon! I would love to!"
"And that means you would be one of my bridesmen," Izzy smiled at Magnus.
"I will rock this role with glitter and glam," Magnus clasped his hands together and smiled sneakily.
"Wait a second!" Jace exclaimed and held up a finger. He pointed at Alec and said "if he is the Man of Honor," and then pointed at Clary, "and she is best woman. Then they will be partners." He looked over and Magnus and widened his eyes in horror. "That means…"
"We will be matched up," Magnus nodded. "Which means I expect glitter on your suit."
"So we have to dance together?" Jace gulped and then looked over at Simon and Izzy.
"You better start practicing," Magnus raised an eyebrow. Everyone around the table laughed, except Jace who looked horrified. "I have lived a long time. I am quite the dancing expert, ain't that right Alexander?" As Magnus winks, Alec blushed a deep shade of red and spluttered his drink. Jace slapped his parabatai on the back while the others laughed in amusement.
Jace sat at his desk in the Institute with papers spread out in front of him. He knew as head of the NY Institute he had to get his work done, especially before the wedding. It was just he hated paperwork. It was so boring and tedious and honestly he fell asleep almost every time he picked it up to start. And tonight, his mind was still on the fun dinner, though he was still horrified at the thought of dancing with Magnus and wearing glitter. The last thing he wanted to do tonight was the paperwork piled up on his desk. Jace never had been one that cared about the formalities required by the Clave.
He sighed and picked one of the papers that detailed something or other when a knock came at the door.
"It's open!" He called out and kicked his feet up onto the desk leaning back in the chair.
"Jace, how many times do I have to tell you not to be your feet on the desk! Last time you left scuff marks on really important papers." Jace looked up and saw Clary walking towards him. He abandoned the document he was pretending to read anyways and smirked at her.
"This time I made sure to hold a paper so I couldn't get shoe prints on it."
Clary rolled her eyes at him and moved to the desk. She pushed aside some papers and jumped up to sit, knocking his feet off the desk in the process.
"What're you reading anyways?" Clary asked.
"Oh, ya know. A document about something very important." Jace said waving a hand at her.
Clary narrowed her eyes, "And which document would that be?"
"The one I was just reading" Jace said uncertainly. Clary then leaned forward and snatched the paper out of his hand.
"Jace?"
"Hmm?" Jace responded not paying much attention.
"Did you even read any of this?" Clary asked raising both eyebrows, since she still hadn't mastered the art of raising only one.
"I was about to when you interrupted and proceeded to rip said paper out of my hand. I am a very busy man Clary. As you can see, I have a lot of papers to get through." Jace haughtily remarked.
Clary rolled her eyes again and handed him the paper back, "I only came in here because I waned to let you know I was going to bed."
Jace looked at Clary and raised an eyebrow at her knowing it bothered her that she couldn't. That's also when he noticed that Clary was indeed in her pajamas which consisted of one of his t-shirts and some shorts. He looked down at the paper and noticed it was an old demon report. So that's why Clary asked if he had even read it.
"But, seeing as you have so much work I will just leave you alone," Clary jumped down from the desk and went to leave but Jace stood up and caught her arm.
"So you're going to go to bed without me? And make me stay here and work?" Jace asked.
Clary shrugged, "You seem very committed to reading those papers, so yes."
Jace smirked and leaned closer to Clary enjoying the blush that crept up onto her cheeks, "You know, I could be persuaded to abandon my work."
"Persuaded, huh?" Clary teased.
"Mhmm." Jace smiled at her.
Clary stood up on her tiptoes to kiss him and he bent down slightly to lift her up into his arms and close the distance between them. He walked backwards with her and hit his desk, knocking all the papers to the floor.
Magnus looked down at a sleeping Max and smiled at his son. He looked so peaceful and content. His eyelids were fluttering and Magnus wondered what his little blueberry was dreaming about at that moment. He wanted to get inside his son's mind and make sure that his dreams were happy and peaceful. He kissed him gently on the top of his head before walking over to a sleeping Rafe. Since the boys insisted on sharing a room, it made bedtime easier. One story time and one room of goodnight kisses. He smiled at how Rafe had one arm hanging off the bed and the other across his forehead. One legging was dangling off the bed so Magnus gently placed it back before kissing his son.
"We should have a movie night," Alec suggested when he saw Magnus walk back into their bedroom.
"What?" Magnus lifted an amused eyebrow. "Who?"
"Us, Max, and Rafe," Alec said.
"They are sound asleep," Magnus said. "Do you suggest we wake up our sons and have them grumpy all day tomorrow?"
"I guess not," Alec sighed and then dropped on their bed.
"Oh don't pout my dear," Magnus glided over and took a seat next to him. He rested a hand on top of his and smiled at his boyfriend. "You are far too handsome to look sad like that."
"I was even going to let you pick the movie," Alec said.
"I already know which I would have chosen," Magnus said. Alec looked over and saw the smirk gracing his face.
"No!" Alec protested and shook his head. "We are not watching that movie again."
"What can I say? I have a particular love for the male lead," Magnus teased. "He reminds me of someone I love very dearly."
"I do not look like Prince Eric," Alec rolled his eyes.
"Oh please Alexander," Magnus patted his hand and smiled. "The character was based off of you."
"The movie came out before I was even born," Alec pointed out.
"Whatever you say my love," Magnus shrugged. He leaned over to kiss Alec's cheek and then smiled again. "I suppose I can survive not watching the movie. I have the real life Prince Eric here."
"Stop that," Alec shook his head, but blushed anyway as Magnus leaned in for a kiss.
Simon sat in his room staring at the picture of him and Izzy on his bedside table in the Institute. It was one his first days back in New York after being away at the Academy. They were both red in the face and sweaty because they had been training all day. Izzy adamantly protested to the photo but Simon insisted capturing the moment while they both looked so natural. He was able to convince her by telling her that this would be a moment they could cherish forever. She was touched by his sentiment and plans for the future that she instantly agreed to the picture. It instantly became one of his favorites because of the funny faces they had made.
"Si? Where did you go? I wasn't done showing you napkin options!" Izzy called from the hallway. She came into the room and saw Simon smiling at the old photo of them he insisted on framing and putting on display.
"Did you really come in here just to stare at a picture?" Izzy asked putting her hands on her hips, "I thought you were going to help me!"
Simon looked at his fiancée and stuttered, "Uh, well, I came in here, to umm," he glanced around the room for a cop-out, "to put on my pajamas! Yeah, I thought we should be dressed comfortably."
Izzy narrowed her eyes at him, "You sure? Because it seems like you were hiding."
At that Simon stood and pulled Izzy into a hug, "Would I ever hide from you, Iz?"
"Yes," Izzy said blatantly. "I distinctly remember you hiding at the Academy."
Simon sighed, "Izzy, you know that was because I needed training. I've said I'm sorry that you thought that so many times."
"You know how you can make it up to me?" Izzy smirked evilly at him and he gave in.
"How?" Simon already knew the answer but decided to humor her.
"By coming back to the dining room to look at napkin samples. Everything has to be perfect!" Izzy kissed his cheek and then dragged him from their bedroom out into the halls of the Institute. She kept a tight grip on his hand as she guided them to the dining room where the vast spread of various napkins were laid out on the table.
"Right, so before you went into hiding we were looking at these," Izzy said picking up a white satin napkin with lace.
This went on for about a half hour. Izzy continued to pick up various napkins and ask Simon's opinion. Simon typically grunted and nodded in affirmation at every option. He was exhausted and just wanted to go to sleep but Izzy refused to even consider sleep until they had the napkins picked. Simon would never understand why napkins were such an important part. He loved Izzy and was excited to marry her but the wedding planning was starting to give him a headache.
"Simon, are you even listening to me?"
"Mhmm," Simon muttered in response. Izzy just huffed and sat down in a chair pouting.
"You are not taking this seriously, Si! If the napkins don't match the plates then the whole aesthetic of dinner will be off! And then guests will lose their appetite because we picked out ugly napkins and…"
"Iz, relax," Simon said. He walked over and sat in the chair closest to her. He took her hands in his own and looked passionately into her eyes. "Everything will be perfect. The only thing that matters on our wedding day is you and me. All I care about is that you are there and happy. I can promise you I won't be looking at anything or anyone else but you. Isabelle Lightwood, whatever you do is perfect so I know that all the time you put into planning this wedding will make it look as flawless as you."
"What would I do without my sappy Simon?" She teased him.
He smiled down at her, "Have no one to keep you company while you pick out napkins, that's what."
Izzy laughed and stood up to stand besides Simon. After surveying the table one last time, she figured out which napkin was perfect. It was the one Simon had been unconsciously playing with while she was talking at him. The two of them had another one of those moments where they realized just how meant for each other they were. They were working as a team every moment of every day.