"Ok, blondie." Magnus says, walking in the living room where jace is lounging on the couch. "Alexander is going to be here in just a little bit."
"Great. I'd love to see him."
"You aren't going to be here."
"Why not, sparkles?"
"Because you are going to go do whatever it is you do before you leave then go do whatever it is you do when you are not here."
"That usually involves my parabatai."
"Not tonight. Tonight he is mine."
"What if I say I'm not leaving?"
"Then I will just turn you into a duck." Magnus says, examining his nails.
Jace pales and without saying anything, scrambles off the couch and out of the room.
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Jace slips in the loft in the early hours of the morning, hesitantly looking around. When he doesn't see anyone, he walks further in. As he walks in, something gets tangled around his feet and he looses his balance and falls to the floor, breaking a lamp in the process.
The door to magnus's bedroom opens and him and alec both rush out, magic and sereph blade both at the ready.
"By the angel, jace, what happened?" Alec asks, helping jace off the floor as Magnus repairs the lamp.
"I tripped over something."
Magnus picks up what jace tripped over and chuckles, "Alexander, darling, we should be more careful where we throw our clothes from now on."
