Eleven Pipes Creaking

Eleven Pipes Creaking
Really, they should have known living together wasn't going to turn out to be the peaches and cream it was advertised as being

When they were fighting over what to have for dinner or bickering about who's turn it was to do the laundry or viciously stealing blankets from eachother they were consumed with other house- or rather apartment- hold issues

Like now, for instance, they had had a pretty good day, no fighting, no yelling, just peace and quiet.... and that, the universe had decided, just simply COULD NOT last

So at a prompt 2:36 A.M. the werewolf and the Spark were awoken with a loud creaking sound and when they got up to investigate it....

Immediately stepped in water

Stiles had always wondered what it'd be like to have snow in Beacon Hills

Now that the pipes had frozen and one had cracked and sprung a leak he was finally going to find out....

By freezing to death in it, ofcourse

~+~

"I cannot BELIEVE this is happening!" Stiles shouted as he tried to crawl into Derek's lap

"Why not? It's our lives, ofcourse this is going to happen to us- and quit distracting me," he huffed, trying to push his boyfreind back into his own seat

"Nooooooo I'm freezing and you're as warm as a- ... well as a werewolf, wow, how about that?" he chuckled

"Stiles you are going to cause me to have a wreck and I'm NOT going to clean up the damages," he grumbled, pulling into the sheriff's driveway

"Welp Dad's sure gonna love to see us here in the middle of a Thursday afternoon,"

"Lovely...."

~+~

"Stiles, did you leave ANY hot water for me?" Derek frowned as Stiles stepped out of the shower

The other blinked

"Huh? Yeah I think so, why?"

"'Why?'? Because I have to take a shower and I just remembered why I always shower first,"

"You mean when we aren't showering together," Stiles said with a grin and a wink

"We won't be doing that at your father's house,"

"Awww...."

"Why do you take such long showers anyway?" Derek frowned, trying to get an idea of how much hot water might be left

"Well SORRY that we can't all be shower masters like you and breeze in and out of there in less than a minute,"

"I'm not THAT fast... but I just don't see why you spend twenty minutes in here," he explained

Stiles shrugged, drying his hair off

"Well on top of washing my BODY, I also have to wash my hair,"

"Your hair is short, how long could that possibly take?"

Stiles snorted, looking somewhat offended, "ALOT longer than you think! I have to shampoo, condition, AND detangle it,"

Derek stared at him for a long moment, sitting down on the edge of the bath tub and looking genuienly contemplative

"..... My only question is why?"

"Because my hair is a MESS dude! Do you have any idea how painfull it was brushing it as a kid? I have naturally very oily hair, every morning was hell on earth! THAT'S why I had a buzzcut for six years! So I'm at Lydia's house one day right? And I kinda wondered out loud why her hair is so soft, and after she told me it was creepy that she couldn't remember me ever touching her hair she told me about her washing routine and said I should try growing mine out, so I did, and I tried her routine and THAT is how I got the baby soft hair I have today,"

"I would hardly say it's baby soft and I really can't imagine why your hair would need that much product," Derek said blandly

"Why do you care man?" Stiles pouted

"Because I have no hot water,"

"Then from now on we'll just shower together- or you'll just go first like you usually do if you want to be boring about it,"

"Stiles....."

"Yeah?"

"That doesn't help me right now and I haven't had a hot shower all morning," he growled

Stiles let out a nervous laugh

".... I bet you can use Scott's shower,"

"STILES!"

~+~

"Are you mad at me?" Stiles asked suddenly

Derek glanced up from his catalouge, raising an eyebrow

"Why? Just because I had to take a freezing cold shower and then found out there was no shampoo left? No," he replied, turning a page

Stiles opened his mouth, paused, closed, then opened again, and repeated

"Wait... are you serious? 'Cause if you're being sarcastic this is one of those times I can't tell,"

Derek sighed, putting the magazine down

"No, I'm being serious, I'm not mad, just frustrated, we're stuck here for three days because the plumber won't be available until Monday and to make matters worse our bedroom is probbably drowned by now,"

"Oh if anything it's iced over," Stiles grinned

Derek's eyes narrowed slowly

"I uh... yeah ... ok that was a bad joke, I get it,"

"A very bad joke,"

Stiles frowned sympathetically, scooting closer to him and hugging him

"Look, it's gonna be ok Der, I promise, think about it, so what if we're here for a few days? I work at the station, you work from home, you already contacted your tennants about this and since you haven't gotten any phone calls yet they're all probbably fine with their pipes, we have Holy and Terror here," he added, glancing at the two dogs in the corner, "I mean it's no big deal ok? And after the pipes are fixed I'm sure I can find a spell to clean up any damages," he promised with a smile

Derek nodded slowly, tangling his fingers in Stiles' hair and closing his eyes for a moment as he tried to relax

"Yeah, I guess so,"

"Good," he grinned

There was a pause, a short silence, before Derek spoke again

"You know that we're not doing it in your father's house right?"

Now Stiles was the one who was upset