The door opened with a creak. Careful, calculated footsteps stepped inside, followed by his companion's. It was dusk and the snow had started to fall more intensely. A misstep made the prince's shoe let out a high squeak because of the snow on their shoes.

"Samuel!" scolded Daehwi. "Don't do that!"

The prince looked apologetically to the ground. "Sorry!"

"We just need to get to your bedroom so we can change out of these clothes. Then we can go on with the normal schedule." Daehwi felt satisfied  with his plan. "Which way do we go to get to your room, again?"

Samuel's jaw went slack. "You don't know the way back?" 

Daehwi stared at Samuel's fearful eyes. "It was a joke, calm down. Of course I know the way back. Oh Samuel, what would you do if I wasn't here?" He shook his head and made his way down the hallway.

They kept their heads down for the most part, only looking up when necessary. Finally, the two reached Samuel's room. Daehwi was proud himself on being able to lead the way back, while his best friend just shook his head.

The prince saw the problem first. "Um, where's our clothes?" Samuel looked at his neatly made bed, searching for the balled up clothing articles.

Daehwi thought about the last place he put it. "I'm positive it was on this bed. Unless..." 

"Unless what?"

"Did you make your bed this morning?"

"Of course not, a servant comes in to make it—oh." Samuel placed the pieces together. "You don't think they took our clothes away, do you?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying. We need to get our clothes back."

"No, we don't. I can lend you some of my clothes."

For some reason, this statement made Daehwi see red. "Maybe you don't need or want your clothes back, your royal highness, but I do!"

Samuel raised his hands in surrender. "Ok, ok, calm down. I was just trying to be nice. If you really want them back, we'll have to go to the laundry room."

"The laundry room? My clothes weren't even that dirty!" protested Daehwi. "Why would they take the clothes to the laundry room?"

"Maybe the servant who cleaned the room thought they were used already. I don't know. Either way, it'll go to the laundry room."

"How do I know you're not making this up? This could turn out to be like that one scene in Weight Lifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo!"

Samuel stared at his friend. "What?"

"Never mind."

The prince shook his head and checked the time on his phone. "It's almost dinner time, let's move!"

Daehwi stubbornly held his ground. "I need my clothes back first. I refuse to wear any of yours."

"Can't we just ask one of the servants to retrieve it?" 

"How much time do we have?"

"About fourteen minutes."

"Great, let's go get my clothes. You can change into your usual prince attire after we come back."

Samuel complied with his friend and led the way to the laundry room. A few minutes later, he stopped in front of the entrance. "I'm sure it's somewhere here." He opened the door.

Piles of clothing was stacked, neatly folded, and ready to be put away. No actual servants appeared to be working at this time, so Samuel and Daehwi were grateful for that. However, the urgency to find Daehwi's clothes still pressed upon them. 

Daehwi began frantically shifting through the folded and pressed clothes while Samuel searched in the working laundry machines. Soon, the prince found the outfit Daehwi was wearing earlier.

"Here!" Samuel announced. "I've found it."

Thanking Samuel, Daehwi retrieved his clothes from the stack of garments.

"Seriously, how many things do you have that needs to be laundered?" Daehwi joked.

"A lot. The drapes, tablecloths, blankets, bedsheets—"

Daehwi put his hand to his face. "Never mind."

They walked down the hall, trying not to draw any suspicion from anyone.

"We need to hurry, Daehwi. Meal time starts in five minutes. You know how my parents are about being late!" warned Samuel.

The two of them changed in a jiffy and zipped down the stairs for dinner. Cautious of the attention the kings showed them, they acted normally. Well, normal enough.

"Can you please pass that dish?" Samuel pointed to the plate with steamed rice.

A servant placed it in front of the prince. Samuel began to scoop some rice onto his plate, politely declining any help from the workers. He knew he had to do some things by himself.

Daehwi smiled behind his cup of warm hot chocolate. 

"So, what did you boys do today?" King Seungcheol asked.

"Um…" Looking at Daehwi with an alarmed expression, Samuel mouthed the word help.

"Your majesty, we followed our usual schedule today," lied Daehwi.

King Seungcheol raised his glass of water. "Are you sure you didn't forget anything?"

Daehwi and Samuel began racking their brains, making sure they didn't forget something.

Daehwi paled. "Shoot." He pulled Samuel into a bathroom, ignoring the looks the kings gave them. 

"We forgot the package."

A/N: I'm posting early because I won't have time later. Thank you for the continuous support on this fanfiction!

 I'm sorry it's so short.

If you like Taeyong from NCT, I'm doing a reader x Taeyong thing on Wattpad. It updates whenever I feel like it.

What's to become of Samhwi? -Veil