"WOO. JIN. YOUNG!!!!" I screamed in the bathroom after looking at myself. "YOU SON OF A BIT--"

"AHH!! I'M SORRY!" Jinyoung ran and hid behind the couch.

I let out a sigh. "I'm going to murder you."

"How could you ever murder me?"

"You're right." I rubbed my temples. "My neck looks like a polka dot patterned rug or something." I scowled.

Jinyoung shrugged. "I got too carried away."

"I can tell." I said and eyed him.

"It is okay darling." Jinyoung said in English.

"Fuck you." I said back in English.

"Fuck? What does that mean?" Jinyoung asked.

"Fuck." I said in Korean.

Jinyoung gasped and covered his mouth dramatically. "Watch your mouth young lady."

"Okay mom."

"I'm not your mom!"

"Okay dad."

"Only daddy."

I choked on air and looked at him with wide eyes. "You look so innocent and cute but SOMETIMES I SEE WHAT GOES ON IN YOUR HEAD--"

Jinyoung chuckled. "I'm just kiddddding."

"Uh huh, pervert."

"I am not!"

"Yes you are."

Jinyoung ran to me with open arms. "Do you want me to be a pervert?"

My mouth dropped even farther and I kicked him in the leg. "NO."

He laughed. "Okay I'll stop."

"You're mental."

"Only for you."

"Can you stopppppp!" I covered my ears. "Lalalalallalala I can't hear you~"

I was walking away but Jinyoung pulled me back into his arms. I glared at him. "You little--"

"Why are you angry~"

"Because."

"Because what?"

"Just because."

Jinyoung nuzzled against the crook of my neck. "Okay."

"Okay."

"Okay."

"Alright."

"Fine."

"Cool."

Jinyoung chuckled. "Can you stay over again~"

"No." I said.

"Pppppppleeeeaaaaaaaaase."

"Did you change your scent?" I suddenly asked, after smelling him.

"Yes."

"I liked the old one better. You smell too manly." I said, even though this one smelled good too. It just smelled too sexy. TOo sExY.

"But manly is better."

"No, you can only be cute." I said.

"Liar."

"Cutie Jinyoung."

"Cutie Jihyun."

"No." I said, wiggling out of his grip.

"I'll change my scent back to cute if you stay over~"

"You want me to stay that badly?"

Jinyoung nodded and grinned.

I pressed my cheeks together. "Fine since you insist."

"Yes!" Jinyoung yelled.

_

Sleepover day two continued, and I had a good nights sleep on Jinyoung's spare mattress (we're basically soulmates now, me and the mattress), but when I woke up I was surprised because Jinyoung was literally hanging off his bed, admiring me or something.

"You're going to fall in three, two, one--" I counted as his slowly slumped down the bed.

THUMP! "OW!" Jinyoung cried and rubbed his butt. "The mattress didn't even catch me."

I started laughing. "What is wrong with you~"

"I don't know either." Jinyoung mumbled and gave a bone-crushing hug that literally made me topple over.

I didn't complain this time, because one, my complaining is meaningless and useless since there is no stopping this guy, and two, it was actually nice even if I never admitted it.

"You didn't whine this time." Jinyoung chuckled.

"Yeah." I said.

"I knew you liked it."

"Sure." I replied. "Now let go before we're late to filming."

"Okay." Jinyoung let go and I ran off to get ready for my schedule.

About an hour later, all you could hear my calls of stress in the house.

"IT'S NOT COVERING!!" I yelled and tried to layer more BB cream to cover the marks Jinyoung made on my neck.

Jinyoung appeared in the bathroom.

"Helpppp~"

Me and Jinyoung spent about half an hour packing layers of makeup over the hickeys but they still showed, under all the makeup.

"You dumbass." I glared at Jinyoung.

"I didn't know I could do that." He raised his hands up.

"I'll just go home really quick and put on a turtleneck." I said. "This is all your fault."

"I'm sorry babyyyyy~"

"Stop aegyo-ing me." I said. "It doesn't work~"

_

I found a shirt that covered my neck well, so I was more at ease. We showed up to the Mixnine filming sight, ready for practice (AGAIN).

"We're picking stage outfits today~" Hayoon cheered. "I'm excited."

I gasped. "Me too!! I hope they're grand since it's the last stage."

"This is our last week together if we don't debut." Soomin said sadly.

I frowned, but quickly smiled. "Well it won't, BECAUSE WE ARE DEBUTING!"

Everyone laughed.

The outfit options soon arrived, and the whole Omona team ran towards it.

"Ooh! I like this one."

"I CALL THIS ONE!"

"DIBS!"

"THIS IS CUTE."

I picked up an outfit that caught my eye. "THIS ONE IS FOR MEEE--"

"YAH I WAS ABOUT TO CALL DIBS!" Sara said.

I snickered and stuck my tongue out at her. "Okay we can resolve this, Rock Paper Scissors--"

I put out paper and she put out rock.

"YES LET'S GOOOOO~" I cheered.

"NOOOOoooo!" Sara said over dramatically. "I'll have to perform naked I guess."

"SARA THIS ONE IS YOUR STYLE!" Someone yelled.

Sara perked up and bolted. "MY STYLE~"

I looked at my outfit and imagined it on me.

"Looks good to me." I said, nodded.

"Okay kids, try them on and if they need fitting we will adjust them." The producers and stylists said.

We nodded and went off to change.

At this point everyone was really comfortable with each other, so we easily could change naked in each other's presence.

"HAYOON'S BOOBS GOT BIGGER--" I yelled loudly.

"JIHYUN!!!!" Hayoon yelled and covered her chest.

I snickered. "You're blessed. I'm flat as hell--"

"WAIT A SECOND, JIHYUN--"

I looked at Sara who was squinting at me. She got closer and stabbed her finger into my neck. "WHAT THE HELL ARE THOSE??"

I carefully looked down to what she was talking about. Fuck, I was too excited about the costumes, I FORGOT THAT MY NECK WAS COVERED IN JINYOUNG'S HICKEYS--