Bas' POV

The rest of the fan meet went in a haze.  The fans, but especially my friends and co-stars P'Kim, P'Tae,  P'Tee and P'Cop were very supportive of me.  They would run their hands across my back once in a while to show sympathy and understanding.  P'Kim even handed me his handkerchief so that I could wipe my tears dry.

Before we left the stage I sang a song for the fans.  It was a song with very sad lyrics about a lost love, and because I was feeling very emotional my voice would crack once in a while and each time it happened, the audience would chorus "aaawwwww"  in sympathy.

Finally the curtains came down and the five of us walked to our waiting van by the curbside of the building.  P'Tee came close to me and squeezed my hand.  I nodded to him to acknowledge his show of support.

As I settled in the back seat of the car, my phone pinged.  Someone had sent me a text.

"I missed you," it was from P'Gxxod!

"I miss you more"  I texted back and followed the text with a crying emoji for good measure.

Gxxod: "Has the fan meet finished?"

"Yes, we are now in the van on our way back to our hotel."

Gxxod:  "Can we video call when you get to the hotel?"

"Of course.  I will text you when we get there."

The moment we reached our hotel, and got into the elevator and reached the floor where our room was located, I ran ahead of the others, swiped my card at the door and went straight to the bathroom.  I locked the door quickly and texted Gxxod that we were back at the hotel.

Suddenly my phone started ringing and Gxxod was on my screen!

"Hey" he said.  I just waved at him because I could not trust myself to say a word without my voice cracking.  "Are the others with you at the hotel?"

I nodded.  I still could not open my mouth to say anything.

"Why are you not saying anything?" he asked.  "Are you afraid that the others will hear you?  I can tell from your background that you are inside the bathroom."

I tried to say something but suddenly I felt my tears rolling down my face and I could see from the upper side of my screen that the tears were staining my cheeks because they had to go past my eyeliner.

"Don't, please don't, my baby,"  he begged.  "You're gonna make me cry too."

Even as he said that,  I saw a big tear escape the side of his eye.