Mikyle stood up, sliding his arms underneath Adrien's. In a smooth motion, Mikyle had Adrien outside of the bath and standing up. Without grabbing a towel, he slid his hands slowly against Adrien's skin. Heat radiated from Mikyle's hands, both warming and drying Adrien's cold, wet skin.
Adrien held himself back from leaning into the warmth that was coming from Mikyle. He hadn't realized he had been feeling that cold until Mikyle had started drying him off by using his power.
That really is a useful power, though. I could reheat the bath water to no end. Adrien suppressed a laugh as he envisioned himself turning into a wrinkly old prune from staying inside the bath for too long.
"Hmm?" Mikyle brought a hand up and wrapped it underneath Adrien's chin, lifting his face up. "What has you in such a good mood?"
