“Is he really that competitive?” Cha asked from the passenger’s seat.

“Oh yeah. Oh yeah,” You replied, not taking his eyes off the rain-slicked road before them. After a moment, laughter bubbled up softly from between the other man’s lips. “What is it?” You asked.

“Nothing, just…” Cha took a moment to calm himself. “It’s just…I’ve decided that tomorrow I’m going to go into the studio and tell him that I’ve decided to break the world record for sleeping.”

You’s lips split into a wide grin and he laughed. “He’ll probably have his doctor put him into a medically-induced coma.”