Taehyung caught the pillow with ease, but failed to see the second pillow fly straight after it till it smacked him right in the face, knocking the sprite out of his hand and onto him. Jimin's laughter filled the room as Taehyung grumbled curse after curse.

"So, what happened to you?" Taehyung asked after he'd used a towel to pat himself dry as much as he could.

"Jungkook happened."

"Uh huh?" Taehyung urged the older to continue.

"Bowling."

"What?"

Jimin sat up in his bed with a sigh.

"He wouldn't take no for an answer and how could I say no to him when he just makes those big innocent doe-eyes..."

"That are anything but innocent," Taehyung cut in smoothly.

"And ugh, that sad little pout—"

"That evil sinister pout," sighed Taehyung.

Jimin blinked.

"I'm talking. You shush. What's with the inline commentary anyways?"

"It's essential in a conversation."

Jimin rolled his eyes.

To be continued
07 January, 2023