In the middle of their shopping, Milan’s phone rang and she was surprised to hear her father shouting at the other side of the phone. “What the heck are you wearing right now, young lady?!” He almost screamed. Milan looked down and smiled sheepishly. “Shorts? How did you know, daddy?” She smiled sheepishly. “Your cousin translated an article from Korean for me. Apparently, some fans are stalking your clients, your male clients,” Mr. de Vega said at the other line.

Milan chuckled a bit. Her father was really strict. He never wanted any man near her. He was conservative hence never letting Milan wear anything short. When Milan went to Korea for the first time, she was only allowed to bring lots of coats and pants and long sleeved t-shirts and sweaters. She didn’t regret it there though. It was colder in Korea than her motherland.

“EXO are made out of good boys, daddy. Don’t worry. They can’t harm me. Remember Venice taught me taekwando back in high school?” She told him. “But I’ve heard rumours about you… and them,” he said over the line. “Don’t worry, daddy. You know I’m a strong girl and I don’t like anyone of them,” she reassured her father. “But what about Luhan?” Her father asked. Milan shook her head.

“I’m not getting too close, daddy,” she said with a forced smile. “And I’ve heard rumours about that guy called… I know it kind of sounds like tiyan (stomach in Tagalog),” her father sounded like he was really trying to remember Milan’s best friend’s name. “Chanyeol?” He finally got it. “We’re just friends. We can only become friends and nothing more,” Milan cleared it up.

“I’m glad to hear that then. Always remember we love you, okay, anak (child)?”

After that, Milan hung up and hid her phone, following the other members from behind. “Your father called?” Suho suddenly talked to her. She nodded with a sad smile. “Usually, people are happy when their parents called. Why do you look so sad? Bad news?” Suho asked in a concerned tone. Milan shook her head. “No reason really, oppa. Just… A reminder from my father and my past,” she looked down.

“If you ever have any problems, I’m here to give you advice, arasseo?” Suho told her. “Ne,” Milan nodded before smiling at him. Tao hugged Milan from behind and she was completely surprised by the panda’s action. “Bwo, oppa?” Milan blinked a few times. “You just looked sad. I never want to see you frown, Mil-ah,” Tao said with aegyo. Suho chuckled.

“Bwabwa? No one wants to see you sad,” Suho told her. “I know,” Milan felt happy. She felt EXO’s support but this wasn’t connected to anything. Nothing outside her own heart was actually her problem. She hated how she was leading Chanyeol on and she hated how easily she fell for Luhan. She felt like she wasn’t a good friend to EXO, how she hid everything from them.

When it was around sunset, they went back to Milan’s house. She assigned members who were going to sleep in Venice and her room and those who will sleep with her in her parents’ room. Basically, the beagle line and Luhan would sleep in the same room as her.

And honestly, they were so noisy. They kept on pestering Milan about her fanfics. But all she ever did as shake her head and glare at them. “What are your ships anyway, Mil-ah?” Kyungsoo asked innocently. Milan shook her head. “I don’t want to talk about that,” she said with a frown. “XiuHan?” Chen suddenly burst and Milan shot a glare. “Yes, XiuHan, so what?” She said. Luhan and Xiumin exchanged glances.

They knew what to do to see another side of Milan they’ve never seen before.

They remembered the most memorable lines in her first XiuHan fic. “Luhan, I’m sorry but I can’t just see Sehun cry because of us,” Xiumin suddenly said as he stood up. Luhan followed his action and held Xiumin’s chin. “I know it’s hard but I really love you, Minseok. No one ever made my heart beat faster than you did,” he said.

Milan widened her eyes. “Oh god…” She covered her face which was getting redder and redder. “Hajima… hajima…” She said as she waved one hand. “Stop it, juseyo,” she begged. The other members just snickered. Sehun went in the action and pointed at the supposed to be couple.

“Hyung, I thought you were someone I could trust!” He almost shouted. Luhan dropped his hand and looked at Sehun. Xiumin did too and he furrowed his eyebrows. He breathed in and said,” Mianhae… I never wanted this to happen, Sehun.”

Milan took a peek and held in her fangirl scream. But she didn’t keep quiet for so long because she suddenly collapsed against Chanyeol’s chest. “My ship…” She muffled with a red face. They all laughed, even the actors did. “So cute,” Lay said from the side as she poked Milan’s cheek. Chanyeol liked how Milan was positioned.

She had her face covered and her back against his chest. He felt her every movement. “Why do I have to live with these childish and sadistic men?” She groaned. “You know you love us~”  Baekhyun teased. “Those posters prove it~”  Chen pointed at the posters.

“Gah, can’t you just men sleep?” She said. “After you change into your pajamas too!” Tao pouted. Milan looked down. She was still in her casual attire. “Sure, just give me a second,” she said, standing up and heading towards her cabinet. She took a pair of blue jogging pants, her old ones back when she was in elementary and a white shirt. She went to the comfort room and did hygiene related actions there.

“You’re just falling deeper in love with her, aren’t you?” Sehun asked Luhan who sat beside him. Luhan avoided his gaze. “I can’t avoid it… but Chanyeol will take care of her better. I’m sure of it,” he bit his lower lip. “Hyung, I know you gave your word but what about you? Are you just going to sacrifice your own happiness for another’s?”

“That’s a hyung’s job, isn’t it? Make his dongsaengdeul happy… even sacrifice his own happiness for it.”