#warlock child

Imagine Little One having blue eyes and Maryse meeting the child for the first time and Alec just grins and says:

“Well, they aren't my blue eyes, but ...” And Maryse just laughs and hugs him and kisses his forehead. 

You know those moments when you are kind of sick and tired and you know you should go to bed, but the hyperactive part of your brain comes up with the weirdest ideas? Yes, that's the moment I always think 'you should write that', while the other, more reasonable part of my brain shouts 'you should go to bed'.

And this is how it happened. No beta. Just my mediocre writing. :D Have fun!

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When Magnus walked back into the living room with the two cups of coffee, he stopped in the doorway and took in the scene before him. Alec had agreed to temporarily take in the little warlock and while Magnus' ego was still a bit bruised by his boyfriend's disbelieving look when he'd told him that they had entrusted Magnus with taking care of the child, he was glad that they'd done it.

They had moved the furniture in the big living room of the loft to create a kind of island with colorful blankets and pillows where the child could walk and crawl around without getting lost between couches or armchairs. But right now, the kid wasn't doing any of that. He just sat there in front of Alec and they shared what seemed to be a very intense eye contact. Well, it was intense on Alec's part, the kid mostly seemed curious at what the weird uncle with the black attire would do next with the arrow. 

Wait, arrow?

Magnus squinted a bit, but Alec was indeed holding an arrow up in the air between himself and the child. Worried the warlock stepped a bit closer though none of the two seemed to notice him, but then Alec began to speak and Magnus stopped. He trusted his boyfriend around children after all. It was just that sometimes shadowhunters had a weird way of educating the next generation.

"So", Alec began, his voice heavy with meaning and his blue eyes dead serious. "This is an arrow." He held the weapon in front of the little warlocks face, always anxious to keep the pointy end pointed away from the child. "It is a weapon. It is dangerous and nothing you should play with, even if you might find one around the loft, okay?"

The child looked up at Alec with big round eyes. Alec seemed to take it as a 'yes'.

"Okay, it's also nothing to eat or chew on. You can hurt yourself with it or you can hurt others and that is bad, very bad."

Curiously the child stretched out one hand in an attempt to touch that shiny, pointy end of the arrow, but Alec instantly intervened. He put the arrow out of the child's reach, though that only lead to a very sad looking little warlock and Alec sighed. 

"Alright, you can touch it, but only with my help and never do it when you are alone. Though I promise to always keep my arrows locked away somewhere, so you won't get in danger of hurting yourself." He carefully took the small, blue-skinned hands and put them on the dark wood of the arrow's shaft. "Here, you see, that's how you touch an arrow", Alec whispered. The kid smiled and the shadowhunter smiled back. 

Then the kid tried to chew on the shiny, pointy end of the arrow and the shadowhunter had to put his hand between little teeth and dangerously sharp metal. 

"No no, no eating arrows, they don't taste good, okay?", he asked patiently while the child seemed to take an interest in his hand. The arrow was suddenly forgotten and two little hands grabbed thin pale fingers. 

"Yeah, that's better", Alec muttered with a soft chuckle, "you can grab my hands and - ow, okay, you can chew on them, too. I always cut my fingernails short and I always wash my hands ... unless it's right after a demon hunt, then they are ... you know - ow, no don't worry, doesn't hurt - just don't put anything dirty ever in your mouth because that can hurt you as well, but in a different way than the arrow and ..." Alec took a deep breath and gazed at the happily smiling child that gnawed at his hands from time to time. He smiled.

"I'll teach you the difference some other day."

Magnus didn't know if he should cry, laugh or swoon.

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