Jimin groaned and flipped over on the couch. “Babe,” he sighed, tapping his boyfriend’s leg. Yoongi didn’t even look at him, his eyes glued to his phone screen. Jimin tapped him with more force, finally winning a glace. 

“What do you want? I’m about to win this game,” Yoongi asked blankly. Jimin pouted.

“Babe, we haven’t spent any… you know what time,” he alluded, nudging Yoongi. Yoongi sat for a minute before Jimin heard a triumphant tone erupt from his phone. Yoongi shut it off and put the phone down. Jimin beamed and sat up, pecking his lips.

“What do you want to do?” Yoongi asked with a curious grin. Jimin sat and thought for a minute. Yoongi couldn’t help but silently giggle at his boyfriend’s face so concentrated on an idea. Yoongi thought of something. “Do you want to play a game?” 

Jimin’s eyes lit up as he nodded. “What kind of game?” he asked, eyebrows waggling. Yoongi laughed and sat up. 

“How about strip rock paper scissors?” Yoongi suggested. Jimin stood up and held the stance without a moment’s hesitation. The idea was silly but entertaining enough.

“Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!” they cried. The gazed at Jimin’s small pair of scissors compared to Yoongi’s flat hand. Jimin grinned. 

“I win,” Jimin said, leaning over Yoongi. Yoongi let Jimin pull off his shirt. 

The continued to play until they were