Erikos crawled onto the rock gracefully, his dark hair a wet mess on his face. He brushed a stray strand out of his eyes, a smug look on his face as he resorted to teasing Daus to cover his blush. "Whatchya want, tough guy?"
"Just want to talk to a cute guy," Daus shrugged, a small smile quirking the corners of his lips up as he watched Erikos brush a few strands of their hair out their face. He glanced down after a few moments, feeling a bit self-conscious as he tried to fix his hair a bit too.