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THE LAST TIME - CHAPTER 2

pairing: kyungsoo x mila (OFC) genre: angst, romance, drama theme: lovers to enemies to lovers again? (Possibly), marriage in trouble word count: 4,082 warnings: cursing, cuteness description: It’s summer 2013, Mila and Kyungsoo enjoy a day at the beach with their friends. Sungho warns Kyungsoo to stay away from Mila, only for Kyungsoo to ignore it and share a moment with Mila that changes everything. songs that inspired this chapter: Crazy for this Girl by Evan and Jaron, Besame by Camila and Angel by Jon Secada

author’s note: hello! welcome to the past! We are now going to see how Kyungsoo and Mila’s relationship started. The graphic at the top of the chapter will serve as time markers between “now” (present day) and “then” (the past) before each chapter. I had a lot of fun writing this story, and I really hope you enjoy it! If you like the story, please leave a like and feel free to reblog! Also, just to note, photos are not mine, and the character face claim is Ylona Garcia, she fit how I imagined Mila would look in my head. Dividers by @saradika-graphics ! Thank you so much, enjoy!

- Aria

SUMMER 2013 Malibu, California KYUNGSOO

Nothing beats a summer evening on the beach with your friends.

Life had been chaotic since Mila and I made our debuts as artists with SPG Entertainment. We’ve been in and out of rehearsals, recording and writing sessions in preparation for our album releases. Sungho, Mila’s father and CEO of the company, decided to release our albums a few months apart from each other. Mila’s been working nonstop and finally; her album will be released at the end of the summer. With our chaotic schedules, everyone in our friend group had today as a free day to get together at the beach. We’re also nearing our end of being together in the same city before we all go our separate ways. Mila’s brother and my other best friend, Chanyeol, already got a head start and left for Korea to produce an album for a group.

Mila’s cousin, Emily, got accepted into a performing arts university in New York, the same one our friend Jongin was attending. Nadalia, Mila’s best friend, decided to go back to London to attend art school. Baekhyun is off to Japan to attend university and intern at his father’s company, Byun Talent Agency. Mila and I were going to New York for work, and she decided to attend NYU while working on her music.

I don’t know how she’s going to juggle a university workload and a music career. It worries me that she’s taking on too much, but all I can do is support her because there’s no stopping Mila once her mind is made up. I glance over at her, laughing and joking with Jongin and Nadalia. She’s wrapped in the hoodie that she stole from me earlier, her high waisted shorts barely peaking out from the hem of it. She always steals my hoodies and I just allow her, I love how they look on her anyway.

“Everyone! I would just like to say congratulations to our girls, Emily, Mila and Nadalia. This is just the beginning for you guys. Sad to say this will probably be our last time together until Winter, so let’s make the best of the time we have together!” Baekhyun loudly announces as Emily starts to drag Nadalia toward the water.

“This is exactly why I don’t make speeches! No one listens!”

“No one asked you to!” Jongin laughs.

“DO. NOT. EMILY!” Nadalia screams. Mila laughs and takes a video of Emily doing her utmost to get Nadalia thrown into the ocean. Baekhyun rushes toward them, picks Nadalia up and throws her into the water.

“BAEK! I HATE YOU!”

“This is insane,” Mila says to me, “I’d kill you if ANY of you…”

“MILA IS NEXT!” Jongin yells, picking her up off the sand. I laugh and watch him playfully cradle her over the waves. Mila flings her head back toward me with a pleading look on her face.

“SOO! DON’T JUST WATCH!” Mila shouts, and I take a few casual steps over, unzip my hoodie from her body and nod jokingly at Jongin.

“Proceed.”

Mila screams as she plummets into the water, Nadalia swimming toward her.

“That was so wrong!” Mila shouts, “a hoodie is more important than me?”

“I believe it was planned!” Nadalia adds as they help each other back onto the sand. Mila’s shirt clings to her body and I can’t help but stare at her curves but have to look away so it’s not ridiculously obvious that I’m checking her out.

“Come here, best friend!” Mila shouts, opening her arms. Once she gets closer to me and opens her arms, I’m done for. I dart away from her and she catches up to me while jumping into my arms, soaking my clothes in the process.

“Revenge!” Mila chuckles, I shiver at the cold feeling of her wet clothes on mine. I hold onto her anyway, my hands cradling her thighs.

“You’re supposed to be the nice one,” I smile, “be nice to me.”

“You are supposed to be nice to me because I’m your best friend!” Mila yelps. I walk her toward the waves again and she holds on tightly to me as she begs me to turn around, everyone is staring at us. I lean her over the waves and she wraps herself tighter around me. “KYUNGSOO!”

I tease her a little more, then drop myself into the ocean while holding on to her. Mila pops up from the water and swims to me. She turns and sees all of our friends taking pictures and videos of us.

“You’re so wrong for this. I’ll get you back! Just you wait!” Mila shouts.

“I guess hell will freeze over when this happens,” I joke, wiping my face. Mila raises her eyebrow and we swim back to the shore. I offer her a towel and we notice the attention turned to Baekhyun and Jongin playing chicken with Emily and Nadalia. I never believed in golden hour until I saw Mila during a sunset. glance over and see everyone is occupied with each other, it’s the perfect time to sneak away.

“Mila,” I lean in, taking her hand in mine, “come with me.”

“Where are we going?” She asks excitedly.

“Angel, just trust me.” I laugh, calling her by the nickname I gave her from our debut night. When I was watching her onstage, the lights were hitting her just so, and she was wearing an all white outfit. She looked like an angel, so to make her blush I started calling her that. We climb up the bluffs and I glance over at the sunset.

“Come sit.”

Mila smirks with a semi confused look on her face. She sits next to me and looks out at the sunset. She smiles and exhales, taking in the scene of the sunset.

“I love it out here,” Mila says, “the sunsets are so gorgeous.”

“They are. I’m glad you came today.” I nod and glance over at Mila, my heart fluttering at how she looks against the sunset. The wind combs her hair back and away from her face, her beautifully curious eyes taking in the view. Her lips part as she softly sighs, her arms rested across her knees.

Her beauty isn’t the only thing that I love about her. To be honest, I think her physical looks are just a bonus. Who Mila is on the inside is even more beautiful. Any time I need her, she’s there for me. She supports me and is always honest with me. She makes me smile over the smallest things and soothes me just like how the ocean waves always come back to shore. Mila has me wrapped around her finger and she knows it. She just doesn’t know that I’m crazy for her.

“Soo?” Mila shakes my shoulder and I’m brought back to the present. “I thought I lost you there, are you okay?”

“I’m good, don’t worry! Just thinking about everything, how far we’ve come and now everything is coming true that we worked so hard for.” I reply.

“I know, it’s crazy, isn’t it? I’m glad you’re by my side through all of it.” Mila happily grins.

I’ve known Mila since we were kids, we met at a SPG Annual Gala Dinner. It was the first one my parents and I attended in Los Angeles. We had moved from Korea just a month prior and everything was new to me. She came to California from Mexico after her mother, a singer named Selene Espinosa, passed away while on what would be her final tour. Chanyeol was told to watch over for the night. Mila cried in a corner because she was missing home and I didn’t blame her. I remember her watching the party go on from the vantage point of a small play area for all of us kids with a pout on her face. Chanyeol tried his best to comfort Mila, but she wouldn’t budge.

I was eating strawberry ice cream and saw the tears in Mila’s eyes. I didn’t want to see her cry, so I offered her my ice cream. In my mind, ice cream fixed everything. She smiled up at me and we ate the rest of my ice cream together, attempting to speak to each other without knowing a word of what we were saying, neither of us knew English yet. We were best friends ever since. That party took place at the resort down the road from this beach, maybe that’s why this beach is so special to me.

“Pinky promise me something. Promise we’ll never end this friendship over anything. We’re going to start getting busy and we might not see each other as much, but I still want you in my corner.” Mila sits up and offers her pinky to me. Of course she’d offer an innocent solution. I chuckle and we lock our pinkies together, a cute little smirk dances across her lips.

“I pinky promise you. As long as you’re in my corner, too.” I nod. It drives me crazy that she is so adorable in everything that she does. I scold myself for having these feelings, I shouldn’t. Over the years, I’ve seen Chanyeol go insane over guys that only wanted to be friends with him to get to Mila. He hated it when his friends would flirt with his sister. I hated it when they’d flirt with her too, but for different reasons. Now, I knew I became the very friend Chanyeol hated to have and it began eating at me. At the same time, I started caring less and less what Chanyeol wanted, and more of what I wanted. That makes me a shitty friend but I can’t help this feeling anymore.

“So this is where you snuck off to!” Baekhyun joins us on the bluff, the others following close behind.

“Awww look at the happy couple!” Jongin coos.

“We are not together!” Mila blushes, it’s so damn cute.

“Not yet!” Nadalia shouts.

“I think Chanyeol would kill the both of them if that happened.” Baekhyun awkwardly chuckles, knowing he’s right I just nod.

“Well, that won’t happen because there’s nothing going on.” I add, Emily gives me a knowing look.

“I agree with Nadalia, not yet!” The group plops down and we talk like we always do, joking around and just enjoying our time together. Mila shivers at my side and I wrap my arm around her, trying to keep her warm. Emily snaps a picture of us and the group, quickly uploading them to Facebook. The sky keeps getting darker, Baekhyun and Nadalia get ready to leave.

“You’re leaving? Already?” Jongin pouts.

“We have to head out, too.” I reply, helping Mila to her feet.

“Nini, love, we won’t be separated for too long. Just until winter.” Nadalia hugs Jongin and rubs his back. Jongin is a very gentle guy, and he holds a deep value to our friend group. We all grew up around each other because of our parents, so we’re pretty much an extended family.

“Yeah man, it’ll go by fast!” Baekhyun hugs Jongin next. Mila reaches Baekhyun and gives him a big hug.

“Stay out of trouble, alright?” She smiles.

“Oh you know me, Meels, I’m a good boy!” Baekhyun smirks.

“Whatever! Meels, Emmy, I’ll see you in Mexico?” Nadalia hugs the girls. Mila and Emily’s grandparents live on a ranch and they decided to have a girl's trip before Nadalia leaves for London.

“Most definitely! Just 7 more days!” Mila’s been talking about it since the plans were finalized, she was raised on that ranch by her grandparents. Selene couldn’t be around much due to her work schedule, so Mila’s grandparents volunteered to step in and raise her. I went there a few times, and it really is a beautiful place. Seeing her so excited about it makes me happy, she deserves a break after working so hard for so long.

Everyone starts heading toward the cars, and I take one last look at the beach, my mind filled with the possibilities of being with Mila alone in New York. Maybe I could just lay it all out on the line there. Maybe I shouldn’t. All I know is that I have to make a decision about this soon, I can’t hold back anymore.

“KYUNGSOO! Are you coming?” Mila calls to me. I look up from the waves of the ocean and gaze in her direction. She’s a few feet away from me and I turn toward her.

“Yeah, I’m coming!” I call to her. My heart flutters as my focus stays on her as she waits for me to get to her. I’ll be fine with her always being right there, smiling as she waits for me.

She’s always there, and if I mess this up, I risk losing that.

Rehearsals for my first music show have been grueling. I’ve been spending a lot of time in the dance studio preparing this performance, so it’ll be perfect. There’s no room for failure, or a misstep. This means everything to me, and it’s almost to where I want it to be. I sit on the studio floor alone and drink water, huffing for breath. A figure appears in the doorway, and I see that it’s Sungho with a serious look on his face.

“Kyungsoo, may I have a word?” Sungho asks.

“Yes, sir.” I reply nervously. I wonder what the hell I could’ve done to make him want to speak to me one on one. Sungho lets out a sharp exhale and all I can do is worry about what he wants to tell me.

“You’re doing well, Kyungsoo. Your parents have been sending me messages constantly about your progress and I have nothing but good things to report back.”

“Thank you, sir.” I reply with my head lowered. My father was filming a movie in Canada and would be arriving home after I move to New York. My mother was participating as a judge on a singing competition in Japan and was stuck filming there. I’ve been doing my best to keep them updated, but I know they ask Sungho more questions about my progress and work ethic over anything. I love them, but I know I get my perfectionism from them, and they expect nothing less.

“Though, there is something we need to discuss about your future with SPG.” Sungho crosses his arms and dread starts to fill my chest.

“What is it, sir?” I ask nervously.

“I would like to set a ground rule, Kyungsoo. I’ve been noticing how much closer you have been with Mila in the last year, even more so in the last few months. It became apparent to me that there needs to be clear boundaries drawn when I saw the two of you together in a Facebook post… A little too close for my liking. Believe it or not, Kyungsoo, the both of you are starting to build fan bases and they’re asking questions. Mila cannot be distracted at such an integral part of her career. A distraction like this is only going to cloud her head with dreams and hopes that you can never give her.” Sungho explains, his words echo in my head. Power exudes from him, reminding me that I’ll always be in the friend zone, and it’ll be his doing.

“Sir… I’m not following.” I decided to play dumb. It’s my only chance at surviving this conversation.

“Mila is young and impressionable. She has her mother’s foolish heart. If you take Mila away from her focus, it won’t be good for anyone. Consider this a professional warning from a concerned father, stay away from my daughter unless it’s for professional reasons, is that understood?”

Confused, I nod my head. I didn’t think a Facebook post of us at the beach with our friends would upset him this. I also haven’t seen anything out of ordinary from our fans, some want us to be together but haven’t gotten any access to our Facebook pages to prove that we were together at the beach. “Yes, sir.”

“Good, I’m glad we are on the same page.” Sungho nods in approval. “Now, off you go. You need to rest if you want to perform well. Don’t worry about the rumors online, I will be seeing to it that the dating rumors are shut down. Have a good night, Kyungsoo.”

I leave the room, confusion blurring my thoughts. Did that really happen, or did I imagine it? What dating rumors is he talking about? Sungho has never done something like this before, Mila and I have always been close. Our closeness isn’t something that just happened recently. I don’t know what changed to make him think he had to say something to me.

As soon as I walk into my apartment, I shut the door with a groan. While flipping on the lights, I place my takeout I picked up on the way home on the counter. My phone pings with messages from my parents checking in on me. I send quick replies, promising to have dinner with them whenever they can get to New York and set my phone down next to my food. With everything that happened today, all I want to do is eat and unwind. I take a shower, change my clothes and settle on the couch to eat and watch a movie. Before I knew it, the clock says it’s past 10 PM. My phone vibrates with a text from Mila, immediately I get concerned.

Mila Soo, r u awake?

Kyungsoo Yea i’m awake, why?

Mila Coming over, wanna see you

Kyungsoo Mila… what’s going on?

Mila Be there in 10 minutes.

I get up and pace the room, wondering what could’ve happened that she wanted to see me this late. I slowly get up to look through the peephole and sure enough it’s her waiting for me. Did Sungho talk to her too? I quickly open the door and let her in.

“Mila, what’s going on?” I ask.

“I just wanted to see you. My dad and I had our weekly argument about my career. I didn’t want to be home.” her voice wanders as she sits cross-legged on my couch and gazes up at me, “are you doing okay? You look like something is bothering you”

“I’m alright, just a long day in rehearsals,” I reply carefully, “are you okay?”

“Yeah, frustrated because of the usual bullshit. I could do without the comparisons to my mom,” she groans, “my dad is so… Fixated on me becoming Selene 2.0. He thinks that if I follow her career path, it’ll be the most successful choice but that’s not what I want, Soo. Him and I got in this massive argument over it earlier. Chanyeol stuck up for me, but… I don’t know. It’s enough that I miss my mom, I don’t necessarily want to be competing with her ghost.”

I nod and sit next to her, rubbing the spot between her shoulder blades on her back. This is a habit I’ve built with her, it’s one of the only things that soothes Mila. It’s interesting to me that Sungho is so set on making her into another version of Selene. They’re two different people and Mila has her own idea of what kind of music she wants to make. It seems to me that he has guilt he hasn’t come to terms with and is pinning it on his daughter. It’s not right.

“I’m proud of you. You stuck up for yourself and what you want. This is your career, your music. It’s okay that you’re different from Selene. I think if she was here, she’d be against you being an exact replica of her.” I explain, still rubbing her back. I wrap my arms around her and kiss the top of her head.

“Thanks, Soo. You always know how to make me feel better.” Mila nods, but I know something is still bothering her.

“Why don’t we get your mind off of everything and watch a movie?” I offer, and Mila agrees. I get up and put her favorite movie on, Casablanca. We sit together on the couch and I keep her in my arms, caressing the web of her hand with my thumb. She leans her head on my shoulder but she still looks down.

“Angel.” I mutter and her eyes lock on mine. Adrenaline rushes through me as my fingers find their way to her cheek, caressing it slowly.

“I hate it when you’re sad. You know that, right?” I softly coo. Mila nods slowly, her eyes glittering with something I’ve never seen before: want.

“What do I have to do to make you happy?”

“I want… Something that I can’t have, and I realize that right now. I don’t know why, but it feels like anything that would make me happy is far from my reach.” Mila confesses. I slide my hand from her face down to her side, bringing her closer to me. Sparks of electricity between us bring the room to a static high.

“What do you want?” I ask, my voice dropping an octave. Mila’s chest rises and falls quicker as the words fall from her mouth in between soft breaths.

“I… I want… You,” She breathes, “I know this might be the dumbest thing I could say, but I don’t have anything to lose. You make me happy. You make so much sense to me. When I’m with you, I feel the most like myself than I do with anyone else. But you’re… You’re my best friend. You’re Chanyeol’s best friend. And… I feel like an idiot for telling you all of this…”

Mila gave me this chance and I’m not wasting another second. I cradle her face in my and and push my mouth on hers, frozen in the moment. The nerves melt away and I slowly guide Mila’s lips to fall into a soft rhythm. The electricity explodes into flames of want and curiosity at the touch of her flesh against mine. I obsess over the taste of her lips, I become more and more addicted to her as the seconds pass.

Mila presses herself against my side tilting her head to deepen the kiss as I run my fingers through her hair. Pulling her into my lap, my hands travel down to her waist until her legs wrap around me. I slide my tongue across her lip, her mouth obeys my silent command and opens to let me in. Mila’s gentle groans vibrate against my tongue as I explore her mouth, tugging at her bottom lip with my teeth.

A dark part of me awakened as we kept going. I want to take Mila into a world she’s never been to, a world where no other guy could kiss her this way but me. Mila’s hands grasp my shoulders, soft whines escaping her mouth. How long have we been holding ourselves back? This is not how I imagined our first kiss going. I slowly break from her, taking her beauty.

“Kyungsoo...” she whispers with uneasiness in her tone.

“Hm?” I ask, looking up at her, twirling her hair around my fingers.

“What the fuck did I just do?” Reality sinks in as she climbs out of my lap.

“Mila, wait…” I call as she paces away from me. I grab her wrist and turn her to face me, our breath still trying to regulate after our impulsive connection.

“This never happened.” She blurts, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I have to go.”

“Why are you running from it now?” I snap.

“It’s better that I do it now before I ruin this even more!” Mila snaps back. “I can’t have one more regret. I can’t have that regret be you. I’m sorry, Soo.”

“Mila…”

I let her go as she darts out of my apartment. I’m bewildered, hurt and happy, it’s confusing. At least now I know she feels this, too. I just have to figure out how to convince her that it’s okay to want this because I want it just as bad. We can’t keep running from the truth, we can’t keep hiding from our feelings. It’ll only make things worse if we do. Now, I have to play the waiting game if I want this to work, because if I know Mila, she needs time to think about this.

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