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Kylie followed Shar and some of her other friends quietly into the bar. It had been a long year for her so far with all the stuff that’s been happening with Descendants Wicked Wonderland recently coming out and the announcement of her tour soon. On top of all that was of course all of the drama with her ex Malachi and her best friend or I guess ex best friend, Malia. Kylie didn’t really want to admit it but she missed the girl a lot more than she should. And yeah Kylie was mad, it wasn’t the traitor she missed it was just how Malia used to be before everything happened.
Kylie took a seat at the bar and ordered a drink, trying and failing to listen to what her friends were talking about. “Hey everything alright Kylie?” Shar asked with a knowing look. “Yeah I’m fine” Kylie answered a little too quickly “ let’s just enjoy the night” she said before downing the drink the bartender handed her.
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Kylie stumbled inside her house, not caring enough to lock the door behind her before she let herself collapse onto the couch. She was very drunk. After a lot more than a few drinks with her friends her thoughts of Malia had subsided, but now back at home alone they came back at full force. Kylie let out a sob into the couch as she began to cry. She just felt so angry and exhausted with the whole situation. Kylie just wanted her Malia back, not whatever imposter that had chosen Malachi over Kylie. Then again maybe that Malia was always just her true colours.
After she finally calmed down enough, still very drunk, she began to flip through tik tok. Just her luck of course after a few minutes she landed on one which was an edit of her and Malia with the song casual the title of the video labeled “I miss my parents😭😭😭 #bringbackKylia”. Kylie slammed her face into the couch and sobbed again.
As she opened her phone again she scrolled through her contacts until she found her blocked ones. And of course the first one said Maliki(Bluey)💙❤️. Still stumbling through her drunken thoughts she unblocked Malia and pressed the call button.
Before Kylie could take back whatever she had just done, Malia’s voice could be heard on the other side. “Kylie, I thought you blocked me, is everything okay?” Kylie just began to sob again upon hearing Malia’s voice. “Kylie??? Are you okay? Why are you crying?” Malia asked worriedly. Kylie was crying a bit too hard to answer. “Are you drunk Kylie?” Malia tried again “ Do you need help, I can try to call someone for you?”
“Noooo” Kylie slurred between her crying. “Well what can I do Kylie? Also why call me” Malia asked. “ Can you pleaseeee just come over Maliki, I miss you” Kylie’s voice slurred again through the phone. “ I-What Kylie you hate me, remember?” Malia argued, blushing slightly from the old nickname. “ I don’t caaare Blueyyyyy” Kylie whined. “Um okay fine, only cause I’m worried about you” Malia said, running to the door and throwing shoes on “ God you are gonna hate me in the morning” she muttered under her breath.
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Malia finally got to Kylie’s doorstep, hesitating before she knocked. She knew it was a bad idea to come here, Kylie only called because she was drunk and once she sobered up would probably just kick her out. Not that Malia would blame her for that, she definitely didn’t expect Kylie to forgive her, heck she still hadn’t forgiven herself yet. She knew it had been a stupid decision that had led to her hurting the person she loved most. And Malia didn’t use the love lightly, she had been in love with the girl since she met her.
Malia pulled herself out of her head though and knocked on the door. Even if Kylie just kicked her out she was still clearly drunk and needed someone to be there for her. Malia waited for a bit but after no one answered she slid the door open herself. She was met with the sight of Kylie’s apartment. She looked around a bit, noticing a few broken sobs coming from the couch.
“Kylie?” Malia asked softly. “Maliki?” Kylie’s voice sounded broken from both the drinks and the crying. Malia made her way carefully to the couch and saw Kylie lying there. She looked like she had been crying for hours, though in Malia’s opinion she was still very beautiful.
Malia sat down on the opposite side of the couch. “Hi” she offered, suddenly feeling shy, outside of press and filming this was the first time she had seen her since everything happened. “H-hey” Kylie said back, sounding a bit more sober than she had all night. They sat in awkward silence for a bit, the only sounds were the soft hiccups Kylie kept letting out.
Malia stood up suddenly, startling Kylie slightly. “I-I should go get you some water, to help you um sober up and stuff!” Malia awkwardly started towards the kitchen, her face flushed with red. “Oh okay…” Kylie muttered almost to herself, her brain still felt foggy.
Instead of thinking too much, Kylie moved slightly so she could watch Malia move around the kitchen. Kylie stayed like that for a while, just watching Malia. She had forgotten how much she liked to just look at her Malia, she still looked so pretty, even now. Kylie couldn’t help but notice though that Malia looked more sad than she used too, she wondered if it was her fault or Malia’s own.
Kylie was so deep in thought she didn’t hear what Malia had said. “Sorry what?” Kylie slurred, blushing, had Malia always been that close? “ I said I got you your water” Malia said, handing her a glass. She began moving back to the far side of the couch again, away from Kylie. Before she could get too far though Kylie grabbed her wrist and with surprising ease, pulled down onto the couch next to her.
Malia felt her face go warm again “W-what are you doing?” Kylie put her glass down I snuggled closer. “ Gnight Bluey….” She muttered, before yawning and falling asleep right there. Malia sat there holding Kylie and processing what just happened. Slowly though she leaned in closer and closed her own eyes “Goodnight sweetheart”
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The next morning Kylie woke up with a pounding headache, and she felt weirdly cold. As she blinked open her eyes she saw some Tylenol and water on the table next to the couch. Kylie sat up and took the pill quickly, as slowly memories from last night flooded in. What the fuck had she done? Kylie felt her face flush as more memories came back, why had Malia even agreed to come over anyway?
Kylie turned as she heard a sound coming from the kitchen, Malia was shuffling around and seemed to freeze when she noticed Kylie was awake. “ um hi?” Kylie asked feeling both embarrassed but also glad that Malia was still here. “ Hi Kylie I just thought I’d make breakfast for you as an apology for even showing up here and um I can leave now if you’d rather…” Malia rambled. Kylie stood up and walked over to the counter in the kitchen “it’s okay Malia, I’m sorry, I’m the one who called you drunk” Kylie said, not sure why apart of her still didn’t want to see the girl upset, even after everything she had done. Maybe a small bit of her had already chosen to forgive Malia without the rest of Kylie being informed.
“ Well um here’s breakfast then” Malia sent her a shy smile that made Kylie’s heart do things without her consent.
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After they had eaten and Malia had cleaned everything up they both sat back on opposite sides of the couch. “ I should probably go now.” Malia said but she made no effort to move. “ Yeah…” Kylie said, hating how clingy her voice sounded. “ Before I go though I’d like to apologize” Malia started “ I know I hurt you badly and that wasn’t fair for you at all and I don’t expect you to forgive me. I just wanted you to know that.” Kylie sat just listening with an unreadable expression on her face. “ I want you to know that I did and still do care about you so much Kylie” Malia took Kylie’s silence as a sign to continue “ I never should have gone after him of all people and if I made you feel you were replaceable then I’m so so fucking sorry. I just-“ Kylie silenced her by putting a hand up. “ I’m still hurt “ Kylie started “ but I don’t know how much longer I can keep pretending to hate you. So I’m willing to try to start over” Malia stared in shock for a few moments “ are you sure you still want to be my friend after everything?” She asked in awe. Kylie looked down slightly blushing “ i don’t want to be just your friend anymore Bluey” She shuffled closer to Malia.
“ W-what?” Malia questioned. Kylie leaned in more “ I wasn’t just hurt that you dated my ex Malia, I was more mad that you were dating someone who wasn’t me” Kylie’s gaze dropped to her lips. Malia swallowed nervously, but leaned in a bit more too “ I never wanted him Ky” she started “ I wanted to see what made you like him so much more than me” Kylie finally closed the gap between them, pressing her lips softly against Malia’s. Malia put her arms around Kylie’s neck and pulled her closer. Kylie threaded her fingers through Malia’s curly hair and pulled slightly. Malia gasped, letting Kylie’s tongue slip into her mouth. Slowly they pulled away to get some air, Kylie rested her forehead against Malia’s. “I love you” Malia said, breathless from their kiss. “I love you too Bluey.”