Stay, markson AU (complete)

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How do I explain myself to him?

What am I supposed to say? Sorry I actually forgot that you exist and while doing so I kissed our friend Jinyoung, no that's horrible. How on earth am I supposed to word this..

I decided he probably wasn't going to visit me anytime soon as he seemed to know I had forgotten him, or almost seemed like he was angry at me for it. So I should go to him instead. The time that it took me to build up the courage to visit, took way too long by the time I had left my house it was already dark out, would he even be awake? Maybe I should just head back home.

I walked all the way to Jackson's house which I had to get from Youngjae and thankfully wasn't too far from my house. Getting the courage to knock was harder than I thought but after finally knocking on the wooden door, it opened.

Jackson stood there; hair messed, shirt slightly unbuttoned and reeking of alcohol. He had the biggest smile on his face, "hello markiepoo, have you remembered me yet?" he asked inviting me into his house.

"How did you- nevermind, I did forget you and I'm sorry I did, I'm sorry about everything," I apologized, I didn't want to mention Jinyoung just yet.

"Well I've tried to forget you aswell, didn't work," he laughed taking another sip of his drink from the counter we were sitting at.

"I'm so sorry Jackson," I took his hand in my own, he then moved much closer to me being in my personal space, "I bet Jinyoung couldn't do this to you" he mocked getting so close his lips were hovering over mine causing me to turn a bright pink.

"Jinyoung doesn't mean anything to me Jackson," I promised him, trying to keep myself calm as he wasn't moving back anytime soon. "I didn't mean to kiss him back and I wouldn't have done it if I remembered you, even so I felt guilty the whole tim-" my rambling was then stopped by another pair of lips.

I pulled back, the lips bringing some memories with them.

"We don't know each other like this Jackson, not just yet-" his lips found mine again, starting off slowly his pace began to fasten. Biting my lower lip in hopes of opening my mouth to explore it with his. I wasn't going to stop him anytime soon, I felt as though I owed him something because of my amnesia.

A few more pecks to my lips and his trailed down my jawline and neck allowing me to have a few breaths, his lips then began creating soft but rough love marks along my skin. His hands were all over me now, I think he may of been too drunk to even realize what was happening.

His hands then trailed from my waist down to my pants, ready to undo my belt buckle but stopping as if to ask for permission.

"No," I managed to breathe out, "not today, not just yet," I pulled his hand back but pecked his lips once more.