“Kyungsoo-yah, can you get me a towel?” Chanyeol’s  voice sounded from the bathroom the nth time that week. Kyungsoo sighed. Why does he keep forgetting to bring his towel? He lethargically got up from his comfortable position on the couch and trudged to the bed room to get the older a towel.

In the midst of the decision between a fluffy white towel and Chanyeol’s favourite rilakkuma towel, Kyungsoo spotted a small handkerchief at the side of the drawer. He smirked; maybe it’s time for payback.

Kyungsoo knocked on the door, “Here’s your towel.” Holding back a snigger, Kyungsoo passed the tiny handkerchief to Chanyeol.

“Wahh, Kyungie~~” He heard Chanyeol whine and he burst out into loud guffaws.

“Why did you give me this?” Chanyeol’s whiny voice became more apparent as the bathroom door swung open.

Oops. Kyungsoo would have like to think that he was still in control of the situation, but Chanyeol dripping wet, with only the handkerchief covering his privates did not help in his rationalizing.  

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A/N: Here's a kyungsoo :D