Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters-apart from Belle-, they belong to the wonderful Cassandra Clare.
It was almost twilight, and Belle was still sat up in bed claiming she wasn't tired, while trying to hide big yawns behind her little hands. Alec was knelt on the floor beside her bed, and Magnus was sat at the foot of it. It was her first day of school tomorrow, and she was completely ecstatic to go, for days she'd been telling everyone she saw-whether those people were strangers or not-how much she was looking forward to making friends, and bringing them around to the house to play with her. Alec grinned up at her, as she took off on another breathless speech.
"Daddy! It's going to be so good, I'm going to make so many friends. Then they can come round to the house, and we can all play together, and we can do their make up and hair. Do you think they'll like me?" Magnus chuckled, brushing her ink black hair behind her ears, while Alec was holding her hand. It was such a funny contrast to see, considering her hands were engulfed by his, in such a protective but loving manner.
"I'm sure they'll love you, sweetheart" Magnus smiled fondly at Alec, then back up to their daughter.
"What's not to like, you'll be the best little girl at school!" Belle giggled, and once again yawned. Alec stood up, as Magnus did the same. They both leant down to his her on her forehead, then made their way to the door, where Alec spoke.
"Now get some sleep, or you'll never wake up to go to school." Magnus chuckled, as he watched their daughter snuggle down the bed, pulling the covers up to her chin. He and Alec loved her more than words could possibly comprehend. She was their light in the dark, and they loved her with every fibre of their being. A few months ago, the only people who mattered most them, were each other. Now everything was different, and they wouldn't change it for the world.
"Goodnight sweetie." Then he closed the door.
Magnus found Alec sat on their bed surrounded by colourful pillows of purple, green and pink. That was one thing he never lost, his oddness and colourfulness in the home. Even his fashion and love of colour had passed on to Belle, she was definitely not one for holey black sweaters, but Alec didn't mind. Alec looked up smiling when he entered, his smile could set the whole world on fire, though he never knew. He could tell him till he was blue in the face, but it never sunk in. Though Magnus didn't mind, he loved telling him exactly what he loved about him.
"Magnus, I've just called Catarina, Tessa and Iz, and they'll be around in the morning at 6. They're going to help get Belle ready for school, they don't want to miss her first day." Magnus pouted and chuckled.
"I'm sure me and you are capable of getting her ready, and sending her off." Alec raised an eyebrow. He'd been starting to get the hang of it now, and it was getting more and more sexy everytime he did it. And he knew it, considering right now, he could see a smirk pulling at the right side of his mouth.
"Alexander, stop. I wish I'd never taught you that sometimes." Alec laughed quietly, and patted the bed beside him. Magnus went over and climbed next to him, while he ran his hands up and down his husband's bare chest.
"The reason we can't do it-well you can't do it- is because Belle isn't allowed to go to school in glitter, make-up and an outrageous-yet beautiful-outfit. She has a uniform to stick too." Magnus sighed and nodded. He and Alec had agreed that for while Belle was young, they would send her to a mundane school. It was safer, especially after the war. Not to mention, they didn't want to thrust her into the Shadow World at such a young age.
"I know, I know. It's just going to be strange with her not being here all day. What are we going to do all day?" He felt Alec chuckle, as the sound reverberated across his chest. Magnus looked up at him, his blue eyes sparkling down at him, with a mischievous glint. His hands started trailing up and down his sides, as he leant down towards him. Just before his lips were almost brushing his, he whispered,
