Riki's group went to America to perform at Coachella. They arrived there a couple of days before the upcoming performance to rehearse everything. You flew with him because he didn’t want to leave you alone in Korea.

You and the rest of the members have checked into a luxurious hotel with many different places to hang out. Riki was often on rehearsals before a performance and was gone the whole day, and during this time you were walking around different places. Of course, you spent less time with Riki, but in the evenings when the members went out for a walk or to a restaurant, you spent time with Riki. Sometimes he didn't want to go to the restaurant with the members and preferred to stay in the hotel with you because he was very tired.

Today Riki refused to go to dinner with the guys and went to his room. He came into the room with a bag in his hands, a cap on his head and he was wearing gray sweatpants, a black tank top without sleeves and a brown-red jacket with inscriptions. He immediately threw his bag on the floor, threw his cap and jacket on the sofa and lay down on the bed in the star pose. He groaned a little from the pleasant sensation of the soft bed after a hard day. You were in the bathroom at the time and didn't hear him come in because the water was running from the tap.

"Babee...where are you?" He groaned with a hoarseness in his voice and ran his hand through his blonde-dyed hair