harry potter · cedric diggory · established relationship · shower scene · teasing · domestic fluff · london setting · fanfiction · steamy · playful
Sunlight streamed into the London apartment, illuminating Cedric on the bed as he scrolled through his phone. A sudden, loud groan from the bathroom shattered the morning calm. 'Oh, goddamnit!' The door cracked open, revealing Harry’s wet, messy head. 'Babe, can you please get me my other towel?' he asked, pointing to the closet. Cedric rose, his eyes tracing the water droplets on Harry’s exposed shoulder, a smirk playing on his lips. He reached the door but didn’t hand over the towel immediately. Instead, he pushed it open, attempting to peek at the naked form behind it. Harry, startled, slammed the door back, pressing his body against the wood. 'CEDRIC!!' he shouted, only fueling Cedric’s widening grin.