Ok but: When baby Max is like 9 or 10 months, Magnus has to go away for some work reasons so Alec has to take his son to work and he strides into the Institute with his diaper bag and Max on his hip and everything falls a bit silence coz it never happens and Alec's like "Meeting at whatever time, proceed" while Max is babbling and off they go to his office where let's face it, not much happens coz everyone drops by to gush over the baby and Alec ends up with everybody on the carpet playing.
This went in a very different direction than I had planned, but I promise it still involves people gushing over lil Max. 💜 I hope you like it!
“Alright buddy, are you ready? You get to be my second in command today. It’s a big responsibility, but I know you can handle it.”
Max let out a long string of noises, and Alec took it as an agreement, smiling widely at his son. He had never brought Max to work before, figuring that it was best to keep him away from the bigoted Shadowhunters that frequented the Institute, but he didn’t have a choice in the matter this time, as Magnus was away on official High Warlock business. He took a deep breath, composing his expression. He couldn’t exactly go in with the goofy smile that he wore for Max without having everyone question his authority, so he settled for indifference. He balanced his son on his hip and made sure the diaper bag was secure on his shoulder before he entered the building, and braced himself as he felt every pair of eyes lock in on Max.
The room fell silent aside from Max’s babbling, and Alec stared back at them defiantly, daring them to challenge him. He was never one to back down from a fight, especially when it was in defense of someone he loved. If anyone even breathed harshly in Max’s direction, Alec would put them on their ass without hesitation.
“The meeting regarding downworld relations will begin at 10 o'clock sharp. I expect all available personnel to attend. Don’t be late,” He said, his voice stern as it traveled across the room. Max laughed at this, seemingly delighted at the change in his tone, and it was nearly impossible for Alec not to laugh along with him. He knew that he wore a mask when he was at the Institute, and how big of a contrast it was from when he was at home. It wasn’t that he wanted to hide- he made sure that everyone was well aware of who his family was and what his values were- but he didn’t want to be close to these people. For most of his life he had trusted what everyone else told him, felt hatred for Downworlders without even knowing why.