Rekker loved those happy squeals and it pulled a little bit more of a smile from the Brit. He didn't move away from the Swede as they stood under the water. The heat felt good on his skin and pulled a sigh from the ginger.

"You stink too." Rekker ruffled his hair up, teasing him about his hair.

"You better first." Rekker leaned in kissing the singer along his neck. "Because, I'm going to wash you, shave you, carry you to bed and lick every inch of your body." Rekker was still feeling off but he wanted to return the flirting and the intimacy that he wanted. "Are you going to watch my hair too?"