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Cold Shower

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- Harry and Draco disagree on shower temperature - 

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Draco was unloading groceries in his kitchen, humming a tune. He'd just arrived home from the store a few minutes prior. He heard keys in the door and smiled. The door was pushed open and in came Harry, panting and out of breath. He'd taken up running subsequently to the war, and he often partook in strength training. He preferred running, it was more like a hobby than anything else. Whatever he was doing, he stayed pretty toned. Draco could attest to that. Draco thought that Harry looked beautiful in this disheveled post-run state, not that he would voice his opinion.

"Hey" Harry greeted with a grin, pulling Draco from his thoughts. "Missed you." He said in a half sarcastic tone, and shut the door behind him. Draco scoffed.

"I saw you two hours ago." He replied, rolling his eyes. Harry gave a small, but fond laugh.

"Two hours too long." He said, reaching out to hug his boyfriend. Draco hastily pulled away from Harry's touch.

"Don't you dare think about touching me, Potter. You're all sweaty and gross." He said, pulling a disgusted face. Harry sighed.

"You're so dramatic." He said. "I'll go shower since I'm so 'sweaty and gross', care to join me?" He proposed with a smirk. Draco refused to let himself blush at the comment. (He failed.)

"Well... if you insist." He responded, breaking into a small smile. Harry took his hand and dragged him towards the bathroom, leaving the half unpacked groceries behind. Once there, they both undressed. They had done... ahem... intimate things together before, but hadn't showered at the same time. This wasn't the same, there was an  unspoken knowing that this wasn't supposed to be sexual. Draco was surprised by how little time Harry allowed for the water to heat up before getting in. Harry looked pretty, with his eyes closed and the water pouring over his head. Draco stepped in beside him, and immediately yelped when he was hit by the stream of water. Harry burst out laughing and turned to face him. "Potter, what is wrong with you?! The water is freezing!" He exclaimed, rubbing the goosebumps on his arms. 

"Come on Draco, don't be a baby. I even let it warm up a bit for you." He retaliated, and Draco shook his head.

"This? Is warm?" He said, aghast.

"Do you shower in boiling water?" Harry joked.

"Practically, yes! The water has to be steaming hot." It was Harry's turn to be shocked.

"How?!"

"You know what, I am not the one in the wrong here." Draco stated firmly. "You are a nut case."

"Your nut case." Harry teased. Draco cracked a smile at this and rolled his eyes. He always said something stupid like that when Draco made fun of him. "Come on, it's not so bad. I promise." Harry assured, taking Draco's hands. "I'll even make it a bit warmer, yeah?" Draco reluctantly agreed to this as Harry turned the water to a miniscule bit warmer. He flinched as the freezing father cascaded down his back, and bit his lip. Harry casually whistled a tune as he lathered himself with soap. Draco moved to step out from the water, but Harry guided him back under as he covered the blonde in soap as well. Harry had to keep himself from laughing at Draco's shivering shoulders. If Draco was being honest, Harry's gentle caresses of the soap helped sooth his shivering, but he didn't want to admit it. He didn't realize that he was acting totally helpless, but all he could do was stand there and shiver as Harry washed them both. Before he knew it, Harry was rinsing the shampoo out of each of their hair, the cold water over his face causing Draco to snap to attention. "See? That was alright." Harry said smugly, shutting off the water. 

"You shower quickly." Draco observed as Harry stepped out. Harry cocked an eyebrow.

"That wasn't very quick... how long do you spend?" He asked. Draco did not want to admit that his showers were closer to 30 minutes while he knew that alone, Harry's were probably under 4. 

"Nevermind." He said, opening the closet and rummaging for a robe. His teeth were still chattering. He donned a thick and fluffy bathrobe and turned around, finding Harry with just a towel around his waist. "How are you still not cold?" He said incredulously, tucking his arms tightly around himself. Harry laughed.

"Aww, poor Draco is cold."  He said in a mocking tone which made the blonde huff in annoyance.  Harry hastily towel-dried his hair and combed through it with his fingers. Draco liked Harry's hair like that, all messy. He exited the bathroom and went into their bedroom, the next door over. He pulled on a t-shirt and a pair of sweats. When he left the room, he found Draco still bundled in his robe on the couch, with the seat in recline. The sight made him smile. "I take it you're not getting dressed?"

"I will not be after that ordeal, Potter." He said, hugging himself tighter. "It's 5 bloody degrees outside." (41 degrees fahrenheit) 

"I'll just have to warm you up, then." Harry said, failing to suppress a smirk. Draco groaned at the cheesy remark but allowed Harry to plop onto the couch beside him. He pulled Draco into his lap and hugged him close. Draco melted into his warmth. He was comforted by Harry's strong arms around him.

"The next time we shower together it has to be hot water." Draco insisted with a yawn. 

"Not a chance, Malfoy."

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im more of a cold shower guy myself

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