This will most likely end up being a bunch of drabbles, posted at times in which I feel like writing something short and fun.
The title is totally irrelevant, but my friends came up with it a whiiile ago and I was looking for something in which I could name it. :D
Disclaimer: I own nothing, and I have done nothing but place certain letters in a certain pattern; and that's all I'll ever be able to do.
Prompt: A comb, a pair of snowshoes, and a shower curtain
"Tony! Tony! Where's my comb?" Sean asked, searching their tiny apartment for his wretched comb which always seemed to have been going missing. He honestly had no idea how an object could just disappear in such a small space but, somehow, it managed to do so pretty regularly. He searched in every nook and cranny; but with no avail. All he got from his searches was a stubbed toe from when he hit his foot against Tony's pair of snow shoes, the reason for them being there in the first place still completely unknown to him, seeing as it was July.
"How should I know?" The Italian shouted from behind the closed door to the bathroom.
"Come on, Tony! I need my comb! My hair doesn't get this amazing by itself! It takes work!" Spot shouted and tried to run his fingers through his hair but was unhappy with how he was sure it must have looked.
"Sean, shut up! I'm trying to take a shower!" was the only response he got from the only other room in the studio.
The thought then popped into Sean's head, of course! He'd forgotten to check the bathroom and knocked on the door quickly before opening it; not waiting for a response. He immediately went to the small cupboard underneath the sink before he heard a large motion come from the area of the shower.
He turned his head to figure out what had happened before seeing the shower curtain stretched as closely to the edges of the shower as possible; trying to cover the entirety of the porcelain tub and completely obscure Sean's view of Tony with designs of rubber ducks and bubbles (It was in the clearance section, they swear).
"Tony, what are you doing?" he asked, rolling his eyes with a smile, his boyfriend could be quite the freak at times.
"I don't want you to see me!" he exclaimed from behind the curtain and Spot shook his head and raised his shoulders, as if to ask what the heck Tony was talking about.
"Tony, I see you naked all the time." He laughed, and walked over to the shower, trying to open the curtain solely for the sake that Tony did not want him to.
"Yeah, but not when I'm showering!" was a squeaked response as he moved to each side of the curtain that Sean was trying to open it from.
"We've showered together!" Sean exclaimed with a laugh, completely not understanding Tony's sudden acts of modesty.
"That's different! Your comb is under the sink, and you're going to be late for work so just get to it!" Tony shouted playfully.
"Oh yeah!" Sean stopped and checked his watch, seeing he was almost going to be late; grabbing the comb that was sitting conveniently in the same basket it was meant to be in, "Thanks, Tony! See you later!" He said and walked out the door, combing his hair at the same time.
Tony just sighed and returned to his shower, times like this is why he never wanted to get a bigger appartment…
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