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Magnus set Alec's cup of coffee on the nightstand, admiring his sleeping lover for just a moment before beginning his morning routine.
Coffee, a single cigarette for old times sake and a book of some sorts, usually magic related.
Sometimes he found himself with one of Simon's recommendations, sometimes he read poetry to himself and a sleeping Alec in a soft whisper.
“Mm...Mag??”
Alec's voice was thick with sleep, eyes barely open and an adorable pout on his lips. Magnus smiled, today he'd found himself finishing his morning cigarette on the balcony, looking over the pitch black iron and reminiscing over the old balcony he had in Paris.
He exhaled a cloud of smoke, putting out his cigarette and putting a bookmark in the book he'd been holding. He walked to his lover, setting the book on his vanity and kissing the shadowhunter in his bed.
“Right here Alexander, good morning love.”
He murmured, as Alec kissed him back lazily, smiling and sitting up to face the warlock. Magnus handed Alec his cup of coffee and he took it gratefully.
Thanks to his and Jace’s parabatai bond, he'd woken up a few times in the night, but he'd heard Simon get up and decided he trusted the vampire enough to calm his parabatai
The sense of calm he'd felt through the bond was enough for him to feel okay with falling back asleep.
“Love you.”
He said, taking a sip of his coffee and leaning into his warlock. Magnus smiled, setting his own coffee down in order to hold Alec and play with the boy's dark hair.
“I love you too, always Alexander.”
While those two were tangled in each other, Jace was asleep and Simon was staring at the ceiling of the blonde's room.
Why did his heart bloom and his breath catch every time he looked at the boy beside him?
Why did his fingertips ache with need to touch?
He knew, but he wouldn't allow himself to even think it.
He wouldn't say it, he wouldn't think it.
Why did he have these stupid feelings?
He wouldn't allow these feelings to grow like ivy in his chest, wild.. Rampant and encapsulating.
Jace stirred, but didn't wake. He was curled into Simon, impossibly entangled and so close that Simon could see a smattering of faint freckles on his cheeks and nose.
Simon admired him, for a moment before he held the boy close and tried to shut his brain off and just enjoy the warmth of Jace.
He found himself staring at Jace again, playing with the boy's golden hair and vowing to himself that he'd protect him at all costs and till the very last sunrise.
He was torn from his affectionate thoughts by the blondes voice, which was deeper than usual due to sleepiness.
“Si, I can feel your staring, I get it I'm gorgeous but it's starting to get awkward.”
Simon blushed, well as much as a vampire was capable of and laughed softly.
Jace smirked, opening his eyes and basking in the warmth of Simon's smile.
Jace stared for a moment, before getting up and stretching lazily.
“I don't know about you, but I'm starving.”
“I'm a vampire Jace..But I'd kill for a cup of coffee.”
Simon mumbled, rubbing his eyes and yawning. Jace shook his head, feeling a little dumb for that comment. But that feeling didn't last, because Simon took his hand, pulling him out of his thoughts.
Simon pulled Jace along to the kitchen, where Alec stood, drinking coffee and looking through a file of sorts.
“Morning, Jace…Simon.”
Alec spoke when the two came into the room, looking up from his paperwork and at their linked hands with an unreadable expression.
Jace pulled his hand from Simon's, going oddly quiet.
“Hey Alec...Who's up for pancakes?”
Simon said, breaking the awkward silence. Jace looked at him, smiling a little, nodding.
Alec gave Jace a look, before sitting on the couch.
Jace gulped leaving Simon in the kitchen and deciding to just get it over with and sitting next to his parabatai.
“We need to talk, later. At the institute.”
Alec said, looking at Jace with a serious look.
He knew through his bond, he felt it. Everytime Jace had that rush of affection when he looked at Simon, Alec could feel it, see it in Jace's face.
Jace, surprisingly put up no fight, just nodded and laid his head on his parabatai's shoulder in silent agreement.
Meanwhile, Magnus had sat at the breakfast bar, looking at Simon.
“You know, I have magic for that... Plus you're a vampire darling, you don't need food.”
Magnus said, dressed in hello kitty pajama pants and his black silk robe. He sipped the last of his coffee before refilling his cup.
Simon shrugged, flipping the first pancake and humming to himself.
“Yea, but I like cooking and you need to eat, so does Alec..And Jace.”
Simon murmured, resuming his humming and flipping the pancake onto a plate.
He started another as Magnus leaned against the counter, looking at him.
“You're a sweetheart...Can I ask you something, if you don't want to answer I understand.”
Magnus looked at him, curiously and just as Simon opened his mouth to answer him, Alec and Jace came in, fully dressed in shadowhunter gear.
“A surge of demonic energy has been detected in Central Park, we gotta go.”
Alec said, pulling Magnus into a brief kiss, leaving Jace awkwardly looking at Simon.
Simon flipped another pancake onto the plate, turning the stove off and pulling Jace into a hug.
“Kick some ass out there and at least try to come home in one piece?”
Jace laughed a bit, hugging him back. Alec and Mags watched the boys’ interaction, sharing a knowing look.
“Hey that's what I do best, besides Alec will kick my ass if I don't. I'll be okay Si, no worries.”
Jace said the last part a little more gentle as they parted. Simon smiled, watching Alec pull Jace along and out the door.
Magnus stood next to the vampire, sipping his coffee and watching his Alexander leave.
“You love him, don't you my boy?”
Simon sighed, not looking at Magnus and handing him a plate of pancakes, sitting at breakfast bar and resting his head on the cool marble.
“Yeah...A whole lot, is it that obvious?”
He asked, as Magnus sat beside him, digging into the food he'd been offered.
The warlock shrugged, being his unapologetically honest self.
“Yes, but not to Jace. He's oblivious, as he is with most things relating to feelings.”
Magnus said, continuing to eat while Simon pouted to himself, face still pressed against the marble countertop
Simon sighed, looking up at Magnus and biting his lip nervously.
“I just…Want him safe and happy, with or without me.”
“Oh no he's got the hots for you too sugar plum, don't you worry about that...It's just getting him to open up to you, Jace is...A difficult and elusive man, emotionally. He trusts you, but someone needs to make the first leap..”
Magnus said in a calm, reassuring tone, messing up Simon's hair affectionately.
Simon had grown on Magnus, whether the older man would admit it or not. Simon was like a son to him and if Jace broke his son's heart..Heaven knows there'd be hell to pay.
He knew Simon was good for Jace, he just hoped Jace was also good for Simon.
Simon smiled at the affection, for Magnus had grown on him too.
He was another father figure, because when he'd become a downworlder, it was like he'd been literally reborn. He was lost, confused...
Magnus and Raphael had helped him. Raphael protected him, cared for him but it was Magnus who nurtured him, gave him the advice he needed and hugged him when he needed it most.
“I'm just... Scared. Y'know?”
“It's okay to be scared, just don't let fear control you, don't let it hold you back my little gumdrop.”
He said, finishing his breakfast and snapping his fingers, the dirty dishes disappearing then reappearing in the strainer, clean.
Simon smiled, feeling grateful that he had the wise warlock in his life.
“Thanks Mags, you give the best pep talks..But the guys are gone, what now?”
Magnus looked at him, before his eyes lit up and he grinned a grin that could rival the cheshire.
Simon raised an eyebrow, but before he could question it, a bit of blue sparks flashed and an outfit dropped into his lap.
“Get dressed, we're going shopping.”