"How long does it take to send a letter from Tokyo to Seoul?" Taehyung questioned as he was laying on a sofa, eyes closed and earphones on. He was accompanied by a bunch of plushies. The ones Jungkook had won for him at the arcade. While Jungkook hopefully kept the ones Taehyung won him.
"Chill, you can just write a letter as you get back tomorrow instead." Seokjin bickered, tired of Taehyung's unnecessary worry. He opened a drawer, picking up a knife and then chopped the onions in front of him, choosing to focus on his cooking instead of the ranting idol.
"What if he thinks I used him as a one night stand?!" Taehyung suddenly exclaimed, sitting up as he panicked.
"Tae." Jin gave him a glare, Namjoon raising an eyebrow as he watched. "I thought you said you didn't do anything?"
"We didn't, butwegotdrunkwhatifsomethinghappened??" He rambled on, speaking too quickly for anyone to comprehend.
Namjoon took a deep breath before leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes. "Just calm down and rest while you can, especially when there's no staff around to watch over you. I'm sure Jungkook is cool about it."