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“Alexander,” Magnus says, after taking a moment to assess the image in front of him and tuck it away in his memory for forever. “What’s this?”

“You’re ruining my plan here, Magnus,” Alec says, pouting at his tray.

“I apologize, darling,” Magnus replies, smiling softly. “What can I do to help?”

“Go lay down,” Alec says, gesturing to the bed by nodding in its general direction.

“Okay,” Magnus says, playing along by going back to the bed and sitting down onto it, pulling the covers up to his waist.

“Nope, the surprise is ruined,” Alec says, laying the tray down on the bed anyway. “It was supposed to be breakfast in bed, but someone woke up too early.”

“I woke up to an empty bed, Alexander. I was just about to go and look for you,” Magnus says, one hand finding Alec’s and lacing their fingers together easily.

“Sorry,” Alec says, leaning over and kissing Magnus’ temple. “I just wanted to make you breakfast.”

Magnus grins, leaning over to get closer to Alec. “Nothing to be sorry for, my love.”

“So,” Alec says, looking down at the plate of food. “Chef Alec Lightwood-Bane presents waffles, based on that recipe we got from Germany, coffee from that Italian brand you have, and bacon, from my own personal bacon cooking knowledge.”

Magnus laughs softly, looking at the food and then back at Alec. “Say that again.”

“You want me to repeat all of that? Well, alright,” Alec teases, and Magnus laughs louder this time, swatting at Alec’s arm and looking at him fondly.

“You know what I mean, Alexander,” Magnus says, kissing Alec’s jaw for good measure.

“Alec Lightwood-Bane,” Alec whispers leaning forward until their lips are almost touching. Magnus hums softly, closing his eyes.

Husbands. Magnus Bane has a husband.

It feels too good to be true, but last night is a memory that’s bright and vivid in Magnus’ mind, and he won’t forget anytime soon about their wedding, surrounded by their family and friends.

Yesterday was the best day of Magnus’ life - and he’s lived a long time. Now, he has Alec with him.

“I love you,” Alec says, and Magnus realizes he’s been momentarily silent thinking about the bliss from yesterday.

“I love you, too,” Magnus replies, raising Alec’s hand and kissing Alec’s knuckle, right over the gold band on his left ring finger.

“Me and you, baby,” Alec says softly, plucking the rose from the vase and handing it to Magnus. “Forever.”