Behind the Curtains: A Tale of Hidden Emotions

special chap

After a few days of rest, we were back to work again. There was never a dull moment when I was with my love. I was always the happiest by her side, and our short vacation had been no exception.

Today, we had a live interview with a Chinese brand. We were going to promote some products and interact with our fans, which only fueled my excitement even more.

Faye and I took separate routes to the venue since she had to prepare a few things and run some errands at her place. She messaged me earlier to calm me down—she knows me so well. No matter how many interviews or shows we've done, I always get a bit nervous and stressed. But knowing that I’d be with my best girl put my nerves at ease.

"Ready to go?" my manager asked, and I nodded as we headed to the venue.

As soon as we entered the hotel, the staff greeted us warmly, which touched my heart. I reciprocated their kindness, chatting with a few of them.

Moments later, the room filled with soft squeals. I turned toward the entrance and was immediately in awe as I watched my stunning girlfriend gliding gracefully toward us.

She towered over everyone, walking confidently in her red V-neck sweater layered over a white shirt, baggy jeans, white shoes, and her signature socks. I assumed she’d greet everyone first, but to my surprise, she walked straight to me, wrapping me in a hug and planting a light kiss on my neck. The room fell silent, and judging by the shocked expressions around us, I was certain that everyone had seen what she did.

"Hello, everyone!" she greeted them with a smile, as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened.

I shook my head, trying to hide my own smile. She could be so bold sometimes.

'Let's see where this takes you, love,' I thought to myself.

As soon as the interview started, I was filled with excitement for the live segment. The organizers had prepared a game where we had to find sticky notes hidden on each other’s bodies. It was similar to a game we’d played in Korea, but this time, there were fewer notes, and we had to find them quickly to avoid a punishment.

My competitive spirit kicked in as the interviewer explained the rules. I was determined to find the notes in the safest place possible and, of course, to win.

I was about to hide the sticky note inside my jacket, right over my chest, but one of the cameramen caught my eye with a grin, making me feel a bit self-conscious. So instead, I settled for placing the notes in more modest spots: the front of my jacket, the back of my shoulder, my wrist, and my back.

But no matter where I tried to hide them, Faye had no hesitation in thoroughly searching every inch of me. She showed no remorse as she touched every part of my body, determined to find each note—even reaching for my legs and giving them a playful squeeze.

In the end, she found every single one.

Hayst!

When it was my turn to find the notes on her, I gave it my all, but she was really good at hiding them. I explored every part of her body, and I couldn’t help but enjoy the opportunity to touch and feel my favorite areas—HEHEHE.

'Her melons were so soft, not gonna lie,' I thought, smirking to myself. I wasn’t sure if the cameras caught me when I gave her a slight squeeze in a particularly sensitive spot, but honestly? Sorry, not sorry. I’ve done more than that before.

Despite my best efforts, I couldn’t find them all.

"Here it is!" she exclaimed, happily revealing the note she’d hidden on her leg.

I should have known!

We moved on to another game where we had to let each other touch a body part and then guess what it was. I’m not going to lie—I was thoroughly enjoying every moment of this touching game.

"I know every part of you," I said confidently, watching as Faye tried to hide her smile. She might have been a little shy, but I knew she was feeling just as much excitement as I was.

We were so absorbed in our little world, hardly paying attention to the interviewer who was discussing the rules to our blankets. We didn’t even mind the cameras or the fans watching us live; it was just us, enjoying each other’s company.

"I’ll pull your hair, and you’ll act like it hurts. Ready?" Faye whispered, her mischievous grin telling me she was up to her usual antics. I nodded, playing along as she toyed with my hair.

I love seeing the pure joy on her face when we play around like this. Moments like these remind me just how much I love my Faye. She's my big baby.

She couldn’t resist giving my temple a playful squeeze, prompting me to make a few exaggerated faces just to hear her laugh even more. She’s always doing that—pinching some part of my body whenever we’re fooling around. She says she just can’t help herself; she thinks I’m too cute to resist.

I’m still not sure if it’s a good thing or not, but my body certainly takes a lot of squeezing thanks to that little habit of hers.

I especially enjoy it when she gets clingy with me when we're alone, like during our tour in Korea when we shared the same room.

Every night was a blast.

We also spent time talking to some of our fans via video call. It was so heartwarming to engage with everyone like that. I’m always touched by how genuine they are. Hearing them say that we’re their source of happiness always fills me with warmth. It’s the kind of acknowledgment that motivates me to do my best and to drop subtle hints about our real relationship status.

We were laughing and chatting with everyone when the interviewer asked Faye to say "order now, wife" in Chinese.

She almost said it, but I quickly squeezed her arm to stop her. She looked at me, confused, and when I explained the meaning, she immediately understood.

The word "wife" is exclusively for me!

"Yo doesn’t allow me to say it," Faye explained, playfully seeking support. I wanted to roll my eyes at her for trying to enlist an ally, but instead, I just smirked.

Sorry, everyone. I’m her one and only wife.

For the sake of everyone's peace of mind, I eventually relented and let her say "order now, baby," making sure to emphasize the word "baby" with a playful look in her direction.

As we wrapped up most of the tasks, the crew decided to give us a short break.

"Babe, I want some food," I said casually, watching as Faye suddenly stiffened, her eyes widening like I had just committed some kind of crime.

I gave her a knowing look and moved closer, sensing that maybe she just needed a little extra tenderness. I gently hugged her and whispered the words I always want her to hear, "I love you."

But instead of the smile I expected, panic flickered across her face, and she shook her head frantically.

"You can't say that... Oi," she hissed at me, her voice low but urgent, causing me to frown in confusion.

Then she leaned in closer and whispered the words that made my heart drop.

"Our mics are still on, baby," she said, her voice tinged with nervousness.

Oh... crap!

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Here’s another one for ya'll. I meant to post this last night, but I was too sleepy to revise it. I hope you enjoy another delusional chapter. And don’t forget to take your delulu pills, though I’m starting to think mine don’t work anymore. I've already accepted my fate as a willing slave to their walang katapusang landian!

Filo blankets knew what I mean😜 HAHAHA Enjoy!