Behind the Curtains: A Tale of Hidden Emotions

special chap

Faye's POV

“I love you so much, guys. I just want to thank you all for your love and support... Thank you for coming.”

Those were the last words I spoke to my fans after the unforgettable birthday concert in Nanning. The energy of the evening still lingered, filling the air with warmth and love that only grew stronger as the night went on. It was unlike anything I’d ever experienced—a heartwarming, deeply moving night that would stay with me forever.

Earlier, I couldn’t stop my tears when my fans surprised me with a video greeting they had meticulously prepared. It was overwhelming, touching me in ways I hadn't expected. As I stood there, watching their messages of love, I realized again how much they meant to me. I meant it every time I said that there’s no “me” without them. They are the reason I am where I am today, and the gratitude I feel for them is beyond words. I love and cherish them more than they know.

Still, as the evening went on, a part of me longed for someone else—my "naughty hamster." I had been worried when she told me she wasn’t feeling well, and even though she insisted on coming, I urged her to rest. Thankfully, she agreed, but I couldn’t help but miss her presence beside me tonight.

The teasing began earlier in the night, as my fans chanted "cute tiger" the nickname yoko gave me.

But who was I to complain? This new version of me—the behave, gentler version of faye—was something I had grown to love. She had reignited the spark in me, the part of myself that had been tucked away for so long. And for that, I couldn’t thank her enough. She never judged me, never questioned the silliness we indulged in together. Instead, she encouraged me, supporting me in every weird and wonderful thing I did, standing by my side without hesitation.

But what makes her truly irreplaceable, what solidifies her place in my heart, is her willingness to be there when I’m at my worst. No matter how busy or tired she is, she finds time for me, giving her heart and energy when I need it the most. To me, that’s what makes her wife material—someone so precious, so giving, that I could never let her go. She’s mine, and no one will ever take her from me.

“Rest now, Faye. Our flight’s early tomorrow.”

P’eye’s voice brought me back to the moment. I smiled at her and wished everyone a good night before slipping away to my room, ready to close the chapter on this beautiful day and look forward to whatever tomorrow may bring.

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"What? How is she?!"

Panic gripped me the moment P’wan called, her voice tense as she explained that Yoko had been rushed to the hospital with a high fever. My heart raced as I tried to steady myself, but it was impossible. The thought of her being unwell sent a wave of anxiety crashing over me.

"Faye, calm down," P'wan's voice softened, though I could still hear the worry beneath her words. "She's being treated right now. She’s probably just exhausted from the crazy schedule these past few weeks. You should get some rest too." There was an unmistakable hint of guilt in her tone, as if she blamed herself for Yoko's condition.

"I'm sorry for that,” she added quietly.

"No, it's okay, P'wan," I reassured her, though my voice wavered slightly. "We all know the responsibilities that come with this job. I just can’t help but worry about her."

"I know, I’m worried too," she admitted, her voice laced with concern. "Oh, the doctors are here. I’ll update you later, okay? Bye bye."

The call ended before I could even respond, leaving me sitting there in silence, my mind whirling. P’Eye must’ve noticed the look on my face because she gently laid a hand on my shoulder, trying to comfort me.