Blinking his eyes, he saw all the cabin lights brightly lit and the passengers busily grabbing their luggages from the overhead compartments.

"Sorry Myungjun. I too slept through the landing so I didn't get to show you the brilliant night view," Jinwoo said with an apologetic expression.

"Oh, it's okay. There will hopefully be another opportunity."

"Ye i hope so. I really want you to witness it."

The two exited the plane along with the other Crystal Corporation Staff. Once everyone was present, Secretary Lee explained about how they will arrange the transport to the hotel.

Once all announcements were made, Jinwoo and the other superior positions made their way to a line of Mercedes cars that looked very expensive and shiny under the bright street lights of the parking area.

After they left, it was time for the rest of the staff to get into taxis to the hotel. Myungjun stared out the window of his taxi as he took in all the excitement of the unknown surroundings. Eyes following each high rise building that he went past until, he reached a very expensive and famous hotel that he has only seen in advertisements that he possibly could never book with his wage.

It was none other than Hyatt Hotel.

As he left the taxi, that had being already paid beforehand by his new company, he faced a huge building with glistening glass windows and doors that shone under the bright lights above. It appeared to have 15 floors at the very least.

After walking to the reception, he said his name and showed his work ID which granted him instant approval of the luxurious deluxe hotel room. He was given his key card which not only unlocked his door but it was the key to the mini fridge which consisted of snacks, soft drinks and alcoholics beverages.

"Uh, may I ask how much would all this have cost if I was just a regular customer?" Myungjun asked out of immense curiosity.

"Well the whole package would have cost you about $426 a night excluding the taxi plus an extra $50 for the breakfast and lunch."

As if a cat had got his tongue, Myungjun gestured a thank you and quickly left to his room, not being able to process what he just heard.

"That's over $1,000 for the trip, just for me!" he yelled in his head.

He couldn't believe how rich Jinwoo's company was if they could afford to pay all this money for the 9 other staff that were at the business trip.

Excluding Secretary Lee, the Manager and of course the CEO.

As soon he got into his room which was number 47 on the 27th floor, Myungjun took a nice hot shower and unpacked his bag.

As he finally slumped down in his fluffy, clean, newly made bed, he connected his phone to the hotel Wi-Fi. To his surprise, he received two online message requests. Curious, he opened it to see the first one being a whole group chat of their team who travelled here. It already had information texted by Secretary Lee on how this chat will provide announcements and news regarding the events here.

As he opened the next message, it was from Jinwoo. The message read:

Hey, it's me. Since we don't have a SIM that will work here, we'll just communicate via this messenger. Hopefully you've reached the hotel and booked into your room. Make sure to sleep asap since we have an early rise tomorrow for the business lecture.

Will do boss! I am just lying in bed and will sleep soon. Thanks for checking up on me even though I'm sure this is just copied and pasted to the rest of the staff. Anyway, thanks again and see you tomorrow. Goodnight.

Good to hear you've arrived fine. And no, I don't have a separate chat with the other staff. Lee usually does that with the copy and pasting. Well, goodnight to you and congratulations on your first flight.

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It was the next morning and all the staff were gathered in the hotel waiting room, including Myungjun, to go to a renowned University where the lecture will take place for the day.

As per before, the more important roles went by private expensive car where as this time, the remaining staff had a mini private van booked for their transportation to the designated building. Myungjun sat next to a window and simply admired the surroundings once again. It looked different in the day with all the people bustling on with their own agendas. He mentally took note of some stalls and places where he would like to visit and take a few pictures during his leisure time.

Once everyone arrived and was present, the lecture commenced.

Myungjun took some notes and did some sketches on his electronic tablet with a stylus. He was quite attentive and got rather inspired by the presenters.

After it ended, everyone applauded and filed their way out of the lecture room to an indoor cafe where morning tea was arranged by the lectures. Out of all the presenters, there was one that really enlightened Myungjun throughout the whole lecture. He decided to approach that female presenter to express his gratitude and offer compliments on her captivating presentation.

"Excuse me, Miss. Cynthia?"

"Oh hello. You were the one who I saw busily taking notes as I spoke haha."

"Haha, yes. My name is Myungjun and I just wanted to say I felt really inspired from your presentation. It widened my perspective of how one perceives art. I got some good ideas from your points."

"Why that's so good to hear. Thank you for your kind words. I would love to hear some of your ideas Myungjun. Oh and just call me Cynnie."

"Yeah, that would be great, uh, Cynnie. Will you be attending the evening event tonight at the Hotel?"

"I sure am. Looks like we will see each other soon then."

"Yes. Talk to you later then."

"Yup. Bye Myungjun."

"Bye Cynnie"

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After morning tea, the staff of Crystal Corp. returned back to the hotel for some free time before the evening event hosted by Jinwoo, who booked a whole banquet hall of the hotel.

Jinwoo entered his luxurious hotel room that was best out of all the other rooms. They're only used by CEOs or private millionaire and billionaires.

The weather was a lot hotter than of home so he turned on the air conditioning to its highest.

Placing his phone on the table, he took off his suit, tie and shirt. He went to his luggage to take out a pair of shorts to wear and entered the glamorous bathroom to take a shower.

Turning on the tap, a stream of water flowed down his body. He unravelled a bar of soap provided by the hotel which smelt of a refreshing strawberry scent.

He wasn't a fan of strawberry soap but this one smelt rather pleasant in particular. He would be the nicest smelling man at the evening event for sure.

As he finished washing up, he used another towel to dry his hair. He prefered hand-dry instead of the blow-driers since they damage the hair. With his hair all scruffy, he put on his shorts and dived into the soft fresh-linen scented bed.

He realised that the air conditioning was way too cold now so he sulkily got up and turned it down. Again, slumped into bed, with his phone this time and just scrolled through his schedule.

He had nothing scheduled for tomorrow evening so he wanted to go out and enjoy the streets and landmarks of Singapore.

He browsed through his personal social media for half an hour until his stomach growled in hunger.

With a sigh, he got up and went to the mini fridge. He took out a can of Coke and grabbed a cup of instant ramen.

Despite being so rich, CEOs, millionaires and billionaires had requested the staff of the hotel to stock ramen as it was a quick and easy meal.

After boiling some water, he poured it into the cup. Accidentally, a little bit of that water splashed onto his hand.

"Ow, fuck!"

Shaking his head, he finished pouring in the water and the seasoning before going to rinse his burn under the cold tap water. As he stood there infront of the sink, he saw that there was a full sized mirror next to him on the wall.

He straightened up to see his full reflection and smiled at how formed his abs looked.

Jinwoo usually walked around shirtless at home or in hotels when alone. He was comfortable with his body and had gotten many magazine front cover proposals but had turned them down. He didn't want to draw in publicity because of simply his appearance. He chose to be known for his skill in business and management instead.

After eating, he laid down to rest and eventually fell asleep after setting his alarm to wake him up at 6 pm.

He was then woken up by his alarm. Wait, no. That was his phone ringtone.

He sleepily looked at the caller and it was Secretary Lee.

"What is it Lee?" he said in an annoyed tone.

"Sir, It's my duty to wake you up so you're able to get ready and prepare for the event that you are hosting tonight."

"Damn it, Lee. I still had a whole 10 minutes before my alarm would go off. You ruined my precious sleep."

"Sir, I won't usually say this but, stop whining like a child please."

"What did you jus-"

"Okay, see you later Sir. I'll hang up now."

Shaking his head, he sulkily got out of bed, freshened up and put on his suit.

Usually, he would have had some staff on standby to help him prepare but he chose not to. He had been feeling rather claustrophobic with all these people near him so he needed some space.

The event started at 7 pm so Secretary Lee was already at Jinwoo's hotel at 6.30 pm.

Once Jinwoo practiced his speech and his secretary went through the instructions for the night, they headed off to the banquet hall.

At around 7.30 pm, all invited guests were present therefore Jinwoo did a speech followed by a toast to the success of Crystal Corporation and the partnership with Singapore's Business and Publicity Association.

Everyone was busily meeting, introducing themselves to one another as they discuss topics regarding their roles. Wine glasses in their hands, laughing, shaking hands and exchanging their work history.

Jinwoo had seen Myungjun enter the hall as he was giving his speech. He wore an all black suit with a satin blue tie. His hair was a little scruffy but it still looked good on him.

While talking to some important officials, Jinwoo tried to sneak a few glances at where Myungjun could be. After finishing three more conversations with some other Singaporean staff, Jinwoo told Secretary Lee that he wanted to sit down and not have to talk for a bit.

After sitting down at one of the sofas, he decided to ask where Myungjun was.

"Lee?"

"Yes Sir?"

"Do you know where that Kim Myungjun guy is?"

"Oh him. I saw him talking quite excitedly with one of the Female presenters from earlier on today."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I think her name was Miss. Cynthol? No, Miss. Cynthia."

"Hmm."

"Any reason Sir?"

"No. It's nothing."

After a while, he spotted the two talking near the back of the hall.

"Why is he showing so much interest in that woman? Is he trying to flirt with her?!" he thought to himself.

With jealousy, he grew angrier.

He decided to drink away his anger by ordering one of the staff to fetch him a glass of whiskey. After three glasses, he was completely drunk.

Getting up from his chair, barely being able to stand up properly, he made his way towards Myungjun and that woman.

"You think s-she's better than me? I'll have you know that this woman is o-only a staff and no one important. I am better than her!"

To Myungjun's surprise, he turned around to see Jinwoo drunk and shouting at the two with a drink in his hand. Confused, he apologised to the Cynnie and decided to take Jinwoo away from the hall as he was acting way out of order.

"Are you crazy? What are you doing getting drunk like this? You're the damn CEO and you just spit out nonsense to the people you're working with?" Myungjun yelled at the younger as he sat Jinwoo down on one of the seats outside the venue.

"I-I had to stop you from flirting with that woman," Jinwoo said in a slurred voice.

"What are you on about? I wasn't flirting and you're so out of your mind. You need to get back to your room and sleep this state off. I'll just call Secretary Lee to come get you right now."

"Wait, no! Can't you just take me? He's probably busy with people in there."

"Why should I? I'm not your assistant slave."

"Uh well. I w-want you to and. Um. I AM YOUR CEO SO, YOU HAVE TO!"

"OKAY STOP YELLING!"

Myungjun took one of Jinwoo's arms over his shoulder and helped him walk to their hotel room floor.

"So what's your room number?"

"Ah well. Now that I think about it, I can't remember..."

"You've got to be kidding me. Check your wallet or something for your hotel card."

After getting out his wallet from the back pocket, the hotel card was found and they made their way to Jinwoo's room.

Myungjun opened the door and helped a very not-sober Jinwoo down on the bed.

"Will you be able to freshen up and tuck yourself to bed or, do I have to do that for you too?"

"I'm completely fine. I c-can manage," Jinwoo said as he tried to get up and walk to the bathroom but almost fell down if it wasn't for Myungjun.

With a sigh, the elder took off Jinwoo's suit vest, watch, tie and shoes.

After much concentration, Jinwoo was able to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Once he was done, Myungjun got onto the bed and helped Jinwoo get tucked in.

"Okay now that you're all tucked in, I'm going to go now. I'll tell Lee that you didn't feel well and-"

Myungjun got cut off by Jinwoo holding onto his hand.

"Don't go," the younger said in a whisper.

Before Myungjun could do anything, Jinwoo turned towards the elder and wrapped his arms around him.

"Please stay with me tonight."

Baffled by Jinwoo's drunken request, Myungjun didn't know what to do. If he did stay, it would be awkward for both of them when Jinwoo wakes up sober. If he doesn't stay then Jinwoo looked like he would tear up any minute.

After a brief thought, Myungjun decided to stay but only to sneak out once Jinwoo falls asleep.

The elder also took off his suit vest, watch, tie and shoes. He made his way to the bathroom and quickly freshened up.

Myungjun had thought his own hotel room was amazing but after seeing Jinwoo's, his one stood no chance.

Once he was finished, Myungjun went back to the bed to see a sound asleep Jinwoo.

He didn't know if he should leave while he had the chance. However, something in his guts told him to stay.

He carefully got under the covers and placed his phone on the bedside table.

He laid on his back and turned his head to see Jinwoo sleeping peacefully.

Myungjun knew that they were only friends but something felt different. Why would Jinwoo even care about him 'flirting' with that woman? And why would he say that he's better as a CEO as if I'm some sort of gold digger?

These questions circulated the elder's mind until he felt Jinwoo's arm wrap around his waist. Myungjun turned to the younger to see that he was still sound asleep.

He figured that Jinwoo was unaware of his actions and just let him be.

For some reason, a sweet fragrance of strawberry emitted from Jinwoo. It was pleasant and smelt sweet.

Jinwoo's arm around his waist felt...nice. Comforting to say the least.

His quiet humming from time to time as he slept was soothing.

Myungjun mentally scolded himself for even feeling this way. Jinwoo was his friend and the fact he was his CEO.

"If I keep this up, I'm going to get kicked out of this company for sure," he whispered to himself.

Eventually brushing off his thoughts, Myungjun managed to fall asleep after quickly texting Secretary Lee that he had to take care of Jinwoo in his absence.

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It was the next morning. Jinwoo opened his eyes as a throbbing headache woke him up.

"What the f-," Jinwoo stopped himself from yelling when he realised that he had a man embraced in his arms.

From just his hair, he identified Myungjun.

But why? What happened last night?!

Questions filled up his head but something suddenly caught him off guard more than already spooning his friend.

The fact that...he was...hard.

His member resting against the back of the elder's thigh.

To his embarrassment, he moved away and got up from bed, being careful to not wake Myungjun up.

After freshening up, he took a painkiller and stood infront of the bed.

Myungjun was sound asleep, quietly snoring here and there. His hair was all ruffled up and his cheek squished against the pillow.

He looked adorable.

Maybe, a little too much for Jinwoo.

He walked up to the sleeping male and kneeled down next to the bed.

Did Myungjun. Perhaps. Bring him to his room?

And most importantly, why was he sleeping in his bed?

Not that Jinwoo had a problem with that. Well except for his cock that had been pressed hard against Myungjun for who knows how long.

Jinwoo only prayed that Myungjun didn't realise that.

Still being unable to recall what happened last night, he decided to look at his phone in case Secretary Lee knew.

He opened his messages to see an angry red notification under the contact list of Lee.

As he read the texts, he heard Myungjun wake up with the ruffling of sheets.

When the elder opened his eyes, they locked with Jinwoo's.

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