Based on actual events. ;-)

Short and silly.

Moisturizer

"Harm? Did you drown in there?" Mac stood outside the bathroom door a little more concerned than her voice belied. Her husband normally showered with efficiency, the Navy had drilled that into him.

In fact the only times when his shower ran ridiculously long were when she joined in. Cleanliness gave way to amourous activity until the water ran cold and they would move things to the bedroom. Today was not one of those days.

"Hey? Harm?" She knocked on the door and heard him groan and curse on the other side.

"I'm fine...Give me a second!" His voice didn't sound fine. It was a little angry and a lot irritated. When a slew of expletives echoed from the room, Mac pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Through the glass she could faintly see the silhouette of him under the stream scrubbing vigorously at his skin. He cursed again and finally, Harm peaked his head out. His skin was red, more than it would be given he practically showered with cold water unlike Mac who set the temperature so high her skin was rosy when she stepped out.

"I ran out of my body wash." He said by way of explanation but the look on his face was that of pure agony. "I used yours."

"Okaaaay. Which one?" She liked having different body washes with different smells and different usages. Effoliants, moisturizers all to keep her skin healthy.

Harm's face contorted even more and he was now sporting a pained and disgusted expression. "The green one." He let out a long suffering sigh. "It has...things in it, Mac."

She snorted. "Moisturizing beads?"

"Is that what they are?" He cringed and then ducked back into the shower. "My skin feels like it's covered in oil and I can't scrape the damned thing off!"

Mac couldn't stop herself from laughing, the sound coming out in choked bursts. "Oh, Harm." She pried open the shower door, reached inside and shut off the water much to his chagrin.