What's Behind The Scenes [FAYEYOKO FANFICTION]

Chapter 2

Faye Malisorn's POV

As we arrived at the hotel, I could feel the exhaustion setting in. The adrenaline rush of the performance had worn off, and now all I wanted to do was to rest and relax.

Yoko was standing beside me, and I could feel her presence comforting and reassuring. I glanced at her and gave her a small smile, grateful for her company. She returned the smile, and I felt a warm flutter in my chest.

Just as we were about to head upstairs to our rooms, our CEO, P'wan, called us back.

"Girls, before you go to sleep, I've arranged for us to have dinner together at the restaurant across the hotel," she said, her tone firm.

We all groaned in protest, feeling the exhaustion of the day weighing us down. But P'wan's expression told us that this was non-negotiable. She wasn't going to let us skip dinner just to go straight to bed.

"Come on, girls," She said. "It'll be quick and easy. We need to carbo-load to prepare for the long flight tomorrow anyway."

We knew there was no use protesting further. P'wan had made up her mind, and we knew better than to argue with her.

So we reluctantly agreed to go for dinner, each of us feeling a pang of disappointment at the thought of having to stay awake just a little longer.

We continued to walk towards the restaurant, and I couldn't help but express my frustration once again.

"I still think ordering food in our rooms would have been a better idea," I said.

"What if people recognize us and start taking pictures or asking for autographs? We'll never have a moment's peace." I continued.

Marissa caught on to my complaints and couldn't help but tease me.

"Oh, I see," she said with a sly grin. "You're just tired and want to retire to your room with Yoko, aren't you?"

I felt my cheeks flush at her insinuation, and I shot her a glare.

"That's not it at all," I protested, trying to sound convincing.

Yoko chuckled as Marissa teased me.

"Don't tease her like that, Marissa," she said with a smirk. "You know she just wants to rest and recover from tonight's performance."

I blushed even more furiously as Yoko defended me, and I silently cursed Marissa for putting me on the spot like that. I knew that Yoko could sense my exhaustion, but I didn't want to give her the satisfaction of knowing that I was secretly looking forward to sharing a room with her.

I was still flustered, but I tried to cover it up by making an excuse.

"Yeah, I'm just tired. But I guess going to a restaurant isn't the worst thing in the world." I said, forcing a smile,

"Plus, it'll be nice to have a proper meal instead of just snacks and instant ramen." I added.

But I still couldn't help but worry about the potential interruptions we might face at the restaurant, but I didn't want to cause a scene or make a fuss. We needed to keep up appearances, after all.

As we walked into the restaurant, I tried to shake off my worries and focus on the present. The restaurant was moderately busy, but not packed, which I was grateful for.

We were guided to a table in the back, away from the window and the main area, presumably to avoid drawing attention. I sat down in my seat, still feeling exhausted, but my stomach grumbling reminded me that I needed to eat, regardless of my fatigue.