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My first kiss...
It was the Summer of 127, it was the time when I was 6. I saw this little boy, playing by himself on the sand. He was adorable, gorgeous and he was the cutest thing on the planet.
I waltzed towards the little boy, his baby cheeks were puffy and his eyes were red from crying.
"What happened? Why are you crying?" I asked the little boy.
"My mommy left me here since this morning, but I don't know when she is coming back," he cried, with his tears flowing down once again.
"Hey, stop crying," I said, hugging the little boy, his weight (that I couldn't hold as a 6-year-old), made us collapse.
Our lips accidentally touched, it was weird, but it was somehow addicting. I took him to the police station, turns out his mom actually didn't want him. My mom ended up taking him in, kind of a friend that comes over every day, except not.
(This might turn weird, but whatever it's Markhyuck. Don't question my brain.)
Till this day, I am almost 20, I kiss Donghyuck from time to time. He's not blood-related, so eh. He's cute anyway; he's just like a friend that lives with us as I have said before. My mom doesn't know, but who cares, just no homo bro.
"Hyung! You are back from college?" Donghyuck said in excitement.
"Yeah, where's mom?" I asked, putting down my things.
"She's out grocery shopping because she wants to make your favorite," Donghyuck said, with his arms wrapped around my neck.
"Oh I see," I said, as I locked the front door. I went to my old room, laying there on my phone. Donghyuck was somehow standing at the door, pouting.
I noticed his cute face, he is so adorable.
"Aish, come over here," I said, causing him to bounce up and down as he came over.
I ended up doing more than one what I planned. I was supposed to give him many kisses, but that went into a make-out session. When we heard my mom come home, they immediately stopped what we were doing, and pretended we were doing something else.
"Mark, tonight, I'll make your favorite," mom said, as she went in my room to find me laying on my bed with my phone and hyuck on his phone who was sitting on the opposite side of my bed.
"Okay," I spoke with a smile.
When she walked away, I closed the door, to give Hyuck more kisses because he deserves the world.
