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Kyung woke up the next morning alone in his own bed. He hated to admit it, but he missed the sinful warmth of Jiho's body. The way he had been wrapped behind him the previous morning had felt so wrong, but so good, but now he woke up alone and as he turned around he noticed that Jiho's bed was empty. Kyung looked at the time on his phone and chocked a little, it was 11 am! He was late for the big meeting he was supposed to go to! Kyung jumped out of the sheets and rushed over to his closet. He pulled out the first set of clothes he could find, not even sure if they matched. He grabbed his phone and reached for his laptop, only to notice it missing. He had left his laptop on the table next to the main door of the room, but now his bag and his laptop were missing. Kyung felt panic creeping up his spine. Had somebody broken in? Why would anybody do that? He was late! He needed to go! Kyung unlocked his phone and noticed a new text message from Jiho:

"I took your laptop and turned off your alarm. I'll take care of the meeting so you can sleep in. Thank me later! ;)"

Kyung read the message through a hundred times and still couldn't figure out how Jiho had unlocked his computer in the first place, how could he use his notes if the computer was locked?

"You can't open the computer, it has a password, idiot!" Kyung texted Jiho back and waited anxiously tapping his foot against the wooden floor of the hotel room.
Soon enough Kyung's phone made a ping noice and Kyung looked at the message.

"It took me three quesses to open it, you should really consider something other than your mom's birthday for your password :)" Jiho's cocky voice could be heard through the text.

Kyung's jaw smacked down in awe. How did Jiho know his mother's birthday and how did he think to try that on his computer? Kyung sat back down on his bed and thought about everythin going on for a while. What excuse did Jiho use for him? He was expected ot be present at this meeting, but Jiho had just left without him. What did he tell all the other people present, when they asked where he was. Jiho was no doubt a good liar, but Kyung was still stressed out. He was supposed to be representing himself, but now Jiho had taken his faith into his own hands. Kyung slowly took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom and into the shower. He had nothing to do for about two hours now, because Jiho was keeping the meeting going so Kyung could have some time for himself. Kyung opened the hot water and let it rain on him. He let out a small sigh as he grabbed the soap bottle. Out of nowhere Kyung remembered the trick Jiho had pulled on him with the soap earlier. Kyung smiled a littled as he started to wash himself. The memory still made him smile. Kyung never actually figured out, what Jiho had put into the soap bottle, but the scent was absolutely amazing. It was musky and intruiging compared to the sickly-sweet strawberry scent that the hotel soap had. Kyung dryed himself off and pulled on the same clothes he had pulled on in a panic before. He took his phone and walked down to the hotel lobby.

He had nothing to do for now. Kyung wondered into the dining hall and noticed that there was still breakfast being served. They didn't usually have time to eat at the hotel, because there would be food