Kendall and Logan were jumping on their bed, giggling like little school girls with pillows in their hands. Every now and then they would swing the pillow against the other's head or body, but it was only playfully.
With one particular swing, Logan got Kendall to fall onto the bed.
"Ha! Victory!" Logan said evilly as he fell down carefully, right onto Kendall's hips.
"Do you give up?" Logan asked in a deep voice, his face hovering only millimeters above Kendall's.
"Never." Kendall whispered before swinging his pillow right against his lover's head, successfully knocking him off of himself.
"Arrrgh!"
Kendall had gotten up and was now running around in the house, Logan closely behind him.
"Get here, Kendall!"
"Come get me, babe." Kendall teased.
"Oh, I'll get you." Logan whispered. He quickly moved up the couch, onto the backrest and he jumped high and far, landing right on Kendall's back, piggyback-ride-style.
"Ahhh! Logan! Let me go!" Kendall giggle-screamed, as he held onto Logan's legs with both hands, pillow long forgotten.
"No way."
Kendall walked backwards, with Logan on his back, until Logan was pressed up against the wall.
"Kendall! Stop!" Logan giggled.
"What's the magic words?" Kendall sang.
"I'm not saying it!"
Kendall pressed Logan against the wall a little harder.
"Na-ah."
Kendall put even more pressure on Logan now.
"Okay, okay! You win, Kendall, you win!"
"Mwuahahaha!" Kendall laughed evilly as he stopped pushing Logan into the wall and put him back on the ground. He ran around the room with his hands up in the air. "I win! I win! I win!"
Logan laughed at his adorable boyfriend. "Yeah yeah, you win this time. Next time I'll win. That's a promise!"
"Again?" Logan heard Kendall giggle from the other room, because yes, after Kendall 'won', Logan would always 'promise' he'd win next time, yet it never happened.
The end.