"5"

                                    

                                          
It was the next day, and Mark was with us today. They brought a bed for Taeyong, as he slept overnight here. Mark just came to bring Taeyong's belongings.
                          
But know he's telling me a story. Taeyong realized it helps me remember things, so he texted literally everyone to tell me a story about myself if they had any. 
                          
"So, the story of how we met was kinda boring, we met at a water park and Haechan thought your boobs were peaches so we are just gonna skip that." He says, making Taeyong and I laugh.
                          
"Wait what?" I say, while giggling.
                          
Taeyong then speaks up. "We were all wet and you were in a towel near the huge basket of food and fruit, which we covered in towel's and Haechan was hungry, so he came over and put his hand in your towel and squeezed your breast." 
                          
I burst out laughing. I DO remember. That shit hurt, and I remember everyone's shocked reactions, although I don't remember their names. I remember this one man with a bunny-like complexion completely DYING of laughter in the beginning but then scolding Haechan and not believing him it was an accident.
                          
"So, what story are you telling me today?" I sit up on my bed as if I was a child ready for story time, which I am and was.
                          
"I'm telling you the story of how you gave me a hickey to see if this other girl really liked me." My eyes widened and as he told the story, it all came to life...
                          
***
                          
"She doesn't like me, okay! She's obviously into Taeyong like every girl is!" Mark was having a rage quit on this girl he really liked. Her name was May, and she was into Taeyong. Or so she said she was.
                          
"That's not true!" I defended. Maybe I was jealous that she liked Taeyong.
                          
"Bitch you're one of them." He was right. But that was the point. 
                          
"I know she likes you, she just doesn't want to admit it." I say.
                          
"Why wouldn't she want to admit it." Mark says.
                          
"Wellllllllll, for starters a lot of people get annoyed by you, flat face. Plus you're so bad at flirting, just like all Canadian's are." I explain, and he just stares at me. "I can even prove it."
                          
"Then prove it." He says, arms crossed. He reminded me of a 6 year old. "I'll just give you a hickey and see if she gets jealous." I say, which was the first thing that came up in my head.
                          
"EWEWEW NO!" He started to squirm and giggle. This kid. "Don't bring your lips anywhere N E A R me you hoe, I'm going to get an STI on my neck and I know that it's basically impossible but anything is possible with you-"
                          
"Shut up, I'm gonna use a vacuum." And he just stares at me in confusion. I go to my closet and take out my vacuum. I pull off the horizontal sucker and we are left with the cylinder one.
                          
"What if you rip open my neck by accident?" Mark asks, being the nervous guy he is.
                          
"I would've just given you a hickey like a normal person but I'd rather not have your dead skin cells in my mouth." I turn on the vacuum and tell Mark to turn away, and I press the sucker on his neck. (PLEASE DONT TRY THIS AT HOME U IDIOT IK WHAT UR THINKING)
                          
5 minutes later, his neck was hickey central. "DIY hickeys." I say as he looks in the mirror.
                          
"Dang these look real." He says. He never got a hickey before so watching him being amused by my AMAZING artistic skills is hilarious.
                          
Later that evening we met with Taeyong, May, Johnny and this cute guy who's name once again I do not know.
                          
Needless to say, my plan worked. When the dark haired, tanned girl walked in and saw Mark's neck, you could see the jealousy in her eyes.
                          
"Are my glasses dirty, or are those hickeys?" She says. Mark just giggles and she just continued to interrogate them for the rest of the night.
                          
I also remember that, that night was my first kiss with Taeyong. Mark and May ended up going home together (like I expected) Taeyong and I were flirting and Johnny had to suspiciously leave early, which made me feel bad. However, he is Johnny Suh. He can get literally any girl(or guy) he wants, he doesn't have to feel like a third wheel.
                          
Taeyong and I were alone at the restaurant. The world was moving in slow motion as he leaned in and placed and warm kiss on my lips.
                          
***
                          
"Are you and May together now?" I ask, knowing the answer.
                          
"Yup. Our one year anniversary is in May..." Mark's eyes widen. "Oh my god. Dude! May became my girlfriend in May!" He started to laugh and I gave him a high five.
                          
After a few minutes of laughing at Mark jumping around in love, Taeyong turns to the side (as he was sitting right next to me on the hospital bed).
                          
"You remembered what else happened that night, right?" He asked.
                          
"Yeah." I say, and then he quickly leans in and placed the kiss with the same feeling, no, MORE feeling then at that night. It was like having our first kiss all over again.
                          
"Yooooo, we should bring WinWin tomorrow so he can tell y/n what happened with Ten and her!" Mark suggests.
                          
And Taeyong agreed.
                          
"What happened with Ten and I?" Confusion takes over my mind... it can't as bad as Haechan's breast story.