Patrick
"Don't touch *That!*" He gasped, red slapping his face again when feeling Raihan pat... There. Damn, just when he was starting to think he was getting used to Rai and his antics. "Only when it's just the two of us." He mumbled, looking around. He did it as if he was reminding Raihan that they were still in *Public.* He looked over, noticing the place they were approaching was a lot darker. Probably because there was water around. His suspicion was confirmed, not because of the moving specks of reflected light, but because Raihan was *About to fucking throw him into it.* "RaiHAN WHAT THE FUC-"
Piers screeched, holding to Raihan for dear life. He braced himself for the cold and wet place, but it never happened. "You're an ASS." This time there was anger in his voice, but his red face didn't convey the same. While gritting his teeth, he repeatedly starts to jab Raihan in his sides.
Arthur
Raihan couldn't help but cackle the whole time. The way Piers' voice fluctuated from his fright almost made the lanky male let go of him! Backing away from the edge of the boardwalk, Raihan is still laughing until Piers jabbed his sides. He starts coughing but is still pretty loud. "Piers, you..! Your reactions are so priceless, ahah, kek..." He could piss himself from this. "Alright, alright I'll stop... Haha! Since you're afraid of water, how 'bout we head a bit inland?" He jabs his thumb behind him and wipe a tear from his eye while his other arm wrapped around his own body to save from Piers' further barraging. *"So cute,"* He'd secretly think. The red on the other's cheeks is always a treat~
Patrick
Damn it! Damn Raihan and that genuine, ~~sweet~~ laugh of his. Even when he was straight up bulling him and Piers wasn't having the *Most* Fun, seeing how it made Raihan happy really... Made it not so bad. Soon enough his arms got tired. Also, Raihan was still stronger than him. "Sh-shut it." He covered his face momentarily. Can he put him down now? Piers knew he and water didn't mix very well, so Raihan was right with that suggestion. "Yeah, let's get outta here." 
...Anytime tonight would be nice to be put down. Piers looks up to him; an eyebrow went up. "I'm waitin' to be on my feet now." Well, could just slide out of his grip. So he wiggled around until he could slip out sideways, then brushed himself off and pulled down his shirt. He looked up and sighed. "Come on, dumbass." He started walking away like Rai wasn't there. Like before, he made sure he had an open hand swinging behind him.
Arthur
Raihan struggles to grasp onto Piers as he wriggled around before eventually the skinnier man escaped from his hold. "Aww, P. If you're tired I can carry ya. How 'bout a piggy back ride? Huh?" He runs after Piers, catching up to his stride. Of course, when he did, his fingers laced between the other one's and he swings their holding hands together. His eyes would widen in exaggerated shock from Piers' name calling. "I'm not the dumbass here. Ain't that Leon?" Looking back forward to where they're going, the lights in the plaza drawn him. They could shop next? Maybe buying little knickknacks could be fun. They might find something interesting! Matching bracelets, a stuffie for Piers to hang on as memorial from Raihan- Ah! It all sounds so cheesy but Raihan wants to experience that kind of romance! "C'mon, c'mon! Lesgo to the  I think we'll find something nice in there, heheheh."