Mark never thought in his twenty years of living that he'd be laying down in the couch of his house with a boy sleeping above him, tired because of a long day. The boy of the most handsome smile and sweetest personality, he liked to remember it every minute.

At this point, the eldest one has had decorated his room with a wall of photos, every one that he took of and with Jackson were there, arranged in order of date with a lot of love and affection. He saw the video everyday, keeping it updated with what they did everyday, as well he's been writing a journal about his boyfriend.

Mark always woke up with the video of Jackson talking playing before he realized he was wearing a wedding band. They decided to do it like this when, a few days ago, he woke up and freaked out questioning out loud and almost waking up the neighborhood why the hell he was wearing a ing wedding band.

Jackson always remembered the other one that he has done that, the blonde's reaction was the same everyday — first: Frustration, because he didn't remember he freaked out. Second: Irritation. Third: Puffy cheeks and pouting the rest of the day.

At this exact moment, Mark didn't remember anything they did before today — they spent the day together, cuddling, watching movies, Jackson falling asleep in the middle of the last of them. Besides that, the rest of his "memories" were recordings and his journal indicating that he's passed half a year with Jackson, but it was weird. It was like his history was being told from a third person and, everyday, he had to read it.

He was Jackson's hair lightly, watching his peaceful and calm expression while he breathed slowly. Mark giggled hearing his boyfriend snoring a little, he must've been really tired because of the dance classes.

Watch the boy that removed him from the darkness without memories was something Mark loved to do, and he wondered if he did it everyday. Jackson was adorable, he always did everything that he could to his boyfriend have fun, talk with new friends, they even adopted a kitten — named Mandu — to keep company when the younger needed to teach and couldn't be with Mark.

He wondered if he could be luckier than this. Even though he suffered an accident that almost ended his life, now he has a perfect person that he didn't want to let go ever — and expected that his forgetful self tomorrow had the same thought he had now.

As if he felt that his little angel was awake and possibly thinking about things he shouldn't, Jackson opened his eyes slowly, focusing his vision and trying to not drool over Mark in the process. He raised his head and smiled, it was really good wake up and the eldest be his first sight.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to sleep while we were watching the movie...", he whispered with a rusky voice, earning a giggle in response.

"You were tired, Jackie, it's okay...", continued to Jackson's brown locks slowly, the younger finding the idea of sleeping again a valid option, "Your hair is so soft... I never get tired of doing this..."

Jackson chuckled and, in a playful tone, started to talk while he poked his boyfriend's sides.

"I know it, silly... You tell me this everyday when you make me sleep with you in the couch...", he laughed, watching Mark get a little frustrated, "You can say it always... Just like you always say that you love kissing me"

"Oh, really? So you're not gaining any kiss today", he said in a sulky tone, turning his face to the side.

"Oh God, don't do that, I want to kiss you even more"

Mark stood being pouty, but couldn't keep it for too long when Jackson started a tickle attack — unfair, in the eldest point of view.  

He rolled on the couch from one side to the other trying to get rid of the hands of his boyfriend, but it seemed impossible, and his loud laugh, that was pretty similar to a kid's laugh, filled the room lit only by the movie that was on TV .

When he saw that Mark was about to explode in laughter, Jackson stopped, supporting his arms above the blonde's head, keeping one leg between his, always looking for the maximum physical contact possible while they were together. He stared closely, but his eyes never left the other's ones, and it was mutual.

"Jackson-ah..."

"Hm...?"

"Thank you"

Jackson blinked a few times, not understanding why the sudden thanks. He bent down and buried his face in Mark's neck curve, closing his eyes as he felt his slightly sweet smell, but not enough to be sickening.

'For what?", he whispered, placing a peck on his neck and smiling as his boyfriend shivered.

"For not giving up on me..."

Leaving one more affectionate peck in that place, Jackson smiled, and once again he was sure he's had made the right choice. Since the day he agreed to go have breakfast where Jinyoung worked until now, six months later, when he enjoyed one more day with his boyfriend before he fell asleep and forgot everything again.

But it was worth it, Mark was worth it, and that was only the beginning of their story.

The next day, Mark woke up again with the TV reproducing Jackson's voice, the video he watched every day.

He got up confused, looked around and then sat on the bed. He watched the TV, being updated of the events that were happening in his life. When the day Jackson asked him to be his boyfriend was shown, his gaze dropped to his hand and he understood what the ring was doing there.

"This is so weird..."

Mark waited for the video to end and then got up, rubbing his eyes with his hands as he walked to the bathroom. Halfway there, he noticed that another polaroid was added on his wall.

And once again, he couldn't help but feel weird.

These feelings of strangeness that Mark had hour in hour, passed away when he was with Jackson, and maybe it was the reason why he's become so attached to the boy, to the point that at that time, he was in his dance studio, watching with curious eyes.

He's had never seen Jackson dance before — at least, it never appeared on the video tape, so he was ok in believing that it hadn't happened. It was amazing, he wanted to be able to move that fast and powerful, but it seemed difficult.

Before suffering the accident, he could do martial arts tricking, jumping here and there, but he didn't do it anymore since the day he hit his head on a steering wheel that made him have this damn lost of recent memory.

He was taken away from his thoughts when a delighted Jackson approached him, the first thing Mark did was give him a bottle of water — accepted with great pleasure.

"What... Did you think?", he asked in pauses to breath and drink a few sips, looking at his boyfriend with happiness.

Mark looked at him very proud, giving him a hug even though the youngest was full of sweat, he honestly didn't care. Not even a little.

"You're perfect in everything you do", whispered before taking a few steps back, laughing as he saw Jackson being the embarrassed one this time round.

Jackson still had a lot of lessons to teach, and Mark decided to see Jinyoung in the meantime, having a good conversation that made him thoughtful the rest of the day. When he got home, he threw himself on the couch, sighing with a new frustration in his mind.

Jackson had a life before he met Mark.

He taught his students, he could go out with whom he wanted to, do whatever he wanted to do, could travel, didn't have to take a stupid camera with him everywhere filming his every move, he didn't have to do anything, just live.

When Jackson arrived at his boyfriend's home, he was greeted with a hug full of tears and apologies, among several that he received, he could just make out a few "I'm sorry for ruining your life" or "to be a burden", any kind of bull that he didn't care, just wanted the eldest to stop thinking about it.

"Mark, you don't need to apologize... What happened?", he asked with worry, hands wiping the trail of tears from his beloved's face

"I... I don't know, I just... You had a life before me... And I blew it. You've been with a guy who doesn't remember you everyday for six months--"

"Shh, shh... "

Before he returned to fill his mind with disturbing thoughts, Jackson hugged him tightly, hiding him there like a shield, trying to put away everything that bothered him. Mark thanked a lot for it.

Even though he wanted Jackson to stay and sleep with him so bad, both had agreed that was better not yet. It wouldn't be easy to deal with the eldest waking up in the morning and kicking his boyfriend out of the house until he found out what was happening until now.

Mark threw himself on his bed a little angry. Every time his boyfriend left him alone, the thoughts came back. He didn't want to stay away from Jackson, he wanted to sleep with him, wake up with him, go out with him. He even wanted  to do the dance classes, but how would he learn a damn choreography and forget all of it in the next day?

And, feeling that he was useless and nothing more than a burden, Mark fell asleep.

In the next day, he no longer remembered why he fell asleep crying.

"I must be really weird...", he muttered to himself, looking at his own face in the mirror, "Jackson... This kid must love me a lot"

Mark, in one of the times he woke up knowing nothing, had thought of the possibility that Jackson was with him just for money. How could he doesn't think that with the mansion and all the cash he had? It used to be one of the reasons people were friends with him, could happen again.

But this feeling of insecurity seemed to have gone in the fourth month of dating, even if the blonde didn't know, when he saw that happy look and wonderful smile, it was like he gradually killed all his worries.

"I wish I could give it all back...", whispered, throwing water on his face, "It's better not think about it"

This has had been a difficult day for Mark.

Jackson had a lot of appearances to do and he could barely talk to his boyfriend. When he got home, he was too tired and slept on a call with the other one since he didn't have time to go to his house and spend time together.

The blonde didn't complain, even though a certain thought has crossed his mind, when he received the call and a thousand apologies, he could just hit himself mentally for thinking about the possibility of being abandoned.

Mark that night thought of something.

"Jackson...?"

It was 5AM, he still didn't sleep.

"Hmmm...?"

Jackson answered half asleep, half awake.

"I love you"

Sadly, Jackson, who was in his dreamland, didn't notice the different tone that Mark has talked to him. He just knew something was really wrong in the next day, when he woke up still on a call with his boyfriend, and received a "good morning" from the otherside.

"... Mark?"

"Hey, Jackie...", replied with a smile, yes, that was the solution.

Jackson had considered the possibility that Mark has remembered him, but something was poking him in this history that no, that couldn't be right yet. Then all his happiness vanished quickly.

"Did you remember me?", he asked in a doubtful tone, Mark wasn't a good liar.

"Uh ... Of course! After a while it'd happen, right?"

The younger frowned, sitting in his bed with phone in hand. He didn't know what happened, but just couldn't understand either. What he lost yesterday to today?

Unfortunately, full of work since was near the end of the year, Jackson didn't notice what was really going on within a week. Only on a Saturday, when he was visiting Mark, no work scheduled for the rest of the day, he found out what his boyfriend had been doing in the last days.

Jackson stepped into the Tuan's home and was greeted by Mark, a very pale and with dark circles under the beautiful eyes, but still was his Mark.

"What happened...?"

He hasn't spent more than five minutes inside the mansion and then he had to go to a hospital — Mark fainted, without sleeping for nearly a week was something almost impossible, but he did whatever he could with coffee and maintaining a healthy eating to have enough energy. Anyways, he was beginning to fall asleep everywhere and daydreaming in the hours of the day that he was suffering of boredom — he was lucky to wake up before sleeping completely, this way his brain hasn't erased all his memories.

Even though, he didn't give up. Remembering Jackson was better than sleeping.

After scolding Mark and making him swear that he would never do this again, Jackson returned to cuddle him with all his will. When his boyfriend fainted in his arms, he thought he'd die of cardiac arrest before arriving the hospital, he was full of worry - since he had no idea what has caused this weakness.

But still, something bothered Mark deep in his heart. And he started to wake up with that torment every day.

It has been one month after all these incidents, they were completing seven months of dating this very day, in which Jackson promised to stay until late.

"Your hair is so soft... I never get tired of doing it...", Mark muttered, cuddling with Jackson, who just chuckled in response, "How many times have I said that...?"

"I don't count it, you can say it every minute if you want to..."

The eldest laughed at the answer with a sigh as he relaxed on the couch.

"Jackson-ah..."

"Hmmm...?"

"I wanna sleep with you"

Jackson looked up feigning surprise, but soon let a smirk take care of his lips.

"Didn't know you wanted to do that again, Markie, naughty Markie...", he made sure to emphasize the word "again", having full assurance that his boyfriend would freak out.

And he really did.

"W-What? I d-didn't mean it this way!", he hit the younger with a pillow, but then the rest of the sentence made sense and he felt his face heat up more than normal, "H-Have we... I mean... erhm... We've... We did it?"

Jackson tried, he swore by all the gods he tried but couldn't help but laugh out loud as he saw his boyfriend with a perplexed and embarrassed expression. He reached a hand up to his cheeks, pinching one of them.

"No, silly. I want you to remember me at least when it happens"

Mark made an expression of understanding, and it made a lot of sense in his head. Jackson, being as he was, wouldn't like to take his ity knowing that he'd forget all about it the next day. The Wang one was too romantic for that.

"But back to your question... Do you want that?"

"I want...", he whispered, looking away, "I want to wake up and see you next to me... Even though I won't remember, I'm sure I won't complain"

He laughed at the last comment, and Jackson agreed, saying something that matched his huge and narcissistic ego. But soon the younger got up from the couch, leaning down just to catch Mark on his arms as if he was his bride.

"You don't need to do this, hey", the blonde laughed, but felt safe there.

"I need to. One day we're gonna get married and I'm gonna do it all the time"

Mark shook his head — something burning up in his chest when he heard the sentence involving marriage, and let himself be carried up the stairs. Jackson took a borrowed pajamas, and then went to bed.

The younger made sure to cover them and stay as close as possible to his beloved. He asked to sleep back hugging him, maybe would be less damage and he could wake up before the eldest in the next day.

Without much choice, Mark only agreed, loving the tight hug that Jackson gave him, as he breathed lightly on his neck in a quiet, comfortable pace. In a few minutes, he was sleeping.

If there was a thing that Mark hated, it was forgetting to close the curtain. To his misfortune, a lighting crack was coming through his window directly into his face, causing him to move uncomfortably on the mattress.

He felt something weight on his waist and smiled, remembering that Jackson was asleep hugging him from behind. He turned quietly, keeping his beloved hugging him, but was now turned to face him, watching his face asleep, so beautiful and so pure.

Mark couldn't hold back the urge to move his hand by his boyfriend's face, even his hair, which caused a hug even tighter. He chuckled, keeping the cuddle even when he realized that the younger was waking up.

Carefully, he placed a peck on Jackson's forehead, whispering with his voice still hoarse from sleep.

"Hey... Did you know that I love your soft hair...?", he muttered, giggling again because he was sure he already said that at least two hundred times.

And then reality punched Jackson, making him open his eyes surprised, looking at Mark.

"What is it...?", the eldest asked scared, but soon became concerned when he saw his boyfriend's eyes filling with tears, "Jackie, what happened...?"

He pulled the younger for a hug, kissing all his face, his hands his back. Suddenly, he felt much more intimate with his boyfriend, he felt more at ease to pet him. As much as he felt that something was not clicking in his mind, he had a strong desire to cuddle with Jackson all day.

"Mark... Mark, didn't you notice...?"

When Jackson calmed down, he pulled back enough to look at the older, a wide smile on his lips together in a passionate look. Mark looked back with a confused look, shaking his head. When the younger told him what it was, he almost couldn't believe it.

That day was celebrated with drinks, barbecue and everything they wanted and deserved. They invited people who Mark met in the last days, but he had no idea who they were. Even the doctor who took care of him after the accident was there — however, it was just one more that he didn't remember.

When he finally had his time alone with Jackson, exchanging more intimate kisses and caresses — having sure that his boyfriend must've been holding him back to death in the last months — he remembered what occurred early in the morning.

In that morning, Jackson told Mark about his mental short list of things he knew and important things about his boyfriend. Among the kisses they exchanged, the eldest smiled, remembering the last item that Jackson was added to the list.

[...] 40. Mark has finally remembered me. 

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You know what? It's REALLY hard to translate portuguese to english, oh my God, why my native language has to be so difficult???

Well, I wanted to say that it's NOT the end! I made an extra chapter and will do another one because my brazilian readers liked it! And I'll post here too if you want to. 

I love fluffy stuff more than anything else in the world and I didn't want to describe their kisses or anything else beause I felt like I'd ruin everything.

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