11. Cracking bad jokes. The pair were relaxing back on one of the plush couches in Miyabi's lounge, both sets of their bare, newly pedicured feet resting on a small coffee table as they chatted in a languid fashion and tuned into a cheesy reality show that was playing on his flat screen, both feeling fairly serene. Suddenly, Chaerin spoke up in English over the sound of a couple of women who were complaining about their plates of sushi on the commercial currently playing out on his TV. "What did sushi A say to sushi B?" Miyabi gave the attractive female a lazy glance and pulled a bit of a face. "What?" He didn't bother to guess, figuring he wouldn't get it right regardless. "Wasa-b." She grinned a proud, goofy grin at him, thinking her joke was hilarious. Miyabi rolled his pretty umber eyes at her and shook his head while letting out a little snort, unable to help the way his pierced lips curled up slightly in amusement. "That was terrible," he replied dryly, despite the fact that he clearly had enjoyed it."C'mon!" She reached over to flick his bicep firmly. "Fine, fine, how about this one-" Chaerin cleared her throat dramatically as if she were about to say something of great significance. "What do you call a nun in a wheelchair?" The petite idol gave him a moment to reply before finishing her joke when he said nothing. "Virgin mobile!" Laughter left both of them simultaneously."Jesus christ," he muttered as he shook his head with a grin. "That was terrible." Still, he would admit he found it funny, the stupid smile she'd brought to his lips staying there as they both returned their attention to the program that was playing on his television as the break finished.
