010. Indecent Exposure {Jace/Magnus}

"Magnus!" Jace waited, impatient, tapping his foot on the floor. No answer. "Magnus Bane!"

After what seemed like ages, Magnus sauntered into the room. He stopped short and cocked his head.

"While I certainly appreciate the view," he said carefully, gesturing vaguely towards Jace, "Is there a reason why you're not wearing any pants in the middle of the day?"

Jace scowled. He crossed his arms over his chest and shook out his cold, dripping hair. "We're out of towels."

Magnus shrugged. "I'm not your laundress. If you want a clean towel, you can wash one yourself."