Just a silly one shot, enjoy!
Sunday Chores
Sunday, Harry thought as he woke up and yawned. He looked down at the sleeping blonde that lied next to him and gave a light smile before getting up and going downstairs to make a cup of coffee.
Sundays were Harry's cleaning days. Their flat was considerably clean, for neither of the two boys were overly messy (hell it was nothing compared to sharing a room with Ron at Hogwarts) but nonetheless Harry always felt it could be cleaner.
Deciding on cleaning the kitchen first, he emptied the sink and began to fill the dishwasher. Granted, he could do the majority of this with magic, he always found cleaning some what therapeutic. It was a mindless activity and therefore enabled him to let his thoughts drift off and day dream for a bit. And Harry did just that.
In fact, Harry was so lost in thought, that he some how missed his boyfriend come down stairs and was woken from his day dream by two slender arms snaking around his waste.
"'Morning harrryyyy" A voice whispered in his ear.
"haha hey Dray, you want anything for breakfast?"
"Nah, you're doing the dishes. I'll grab a bite from the bakery in a bit. Can I help?"
Harry's mouth fell open. Not that Draco wasn't the helpful- generous type or anything, it's just that he was never one to 'clean'.Draco blamed this on the fact he grew up with house elves that did most of that stuff for him, but Harry knows it's just because the prat is lazy. But before he could even respond, Draco grabbed a rag and began to dry all the dishes and put them away in their respected cabinets. Shrugging, Harry got back to work only to be interrupted minutes later (the second time this morning).
"Potter?"
"mmm?"
"s' boring"
"Took you long enough, why don't you go take a shower and then i'll take a break and we can go grocery shopping when you're done" Harry grinned.
Clearly unamused, Draco smirked back, "why don't WE go take a shower TOGETHER? That sounds like A LOT more fun than grocery shopping"
Harry froze mid cheese platter and debated whether or not to take up the handsome blonde on his offer. He did have a ton to get done before Monday, then again he was a wizard. If worse came to worse he could just charm the house to clean it's self.
"I can't babe, I just—it's Sunday, and look at the flat, it's a mess!"
Draco frowned. Fine, he thought, Harry's playing hard to get today. Nothing a Malfoy can't handle!
"HARRY!" Draco screamed from upstairs.
"What?" A perturbed brunette replied
"Do you think this is appropriate enough to wear to healer's dinner?" And with that, Draco strutted downstairs wearing skin tight jeans and a green silk shirt. Flawless Harry thought.
"Uh—umm—jesus Draco…" Harry said blushing.
"I think so to, although these pants are a bit tight. I can't seem to get them off…help me?"