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Jackson eventually walks back into the living room, not being able to fall asleep for a nap. Mark and Kunpimook continued to talk, the younger no longer crying.

"Mark," Jackson says, standing. Mark looks over at him, sighing.

"Jackson, I told you to get some rest."

"I can't sleep," he says, "Please help me remember."

Mark sighs again, standing up. "Jackson, it's not that simple. I can't help you remember everything. We weren't together that long before the accident."

Jackson huffs, "You're no help! I'll just go find someone who will help me, then." He says, walking towards the front door.

"No," Mark says, stopping him and standing in front of him. "I'm not letting you go out. You're still badly hurt,"

"Let me out!" Jackson says, his eyes widening as he looks at Mark. He grabs his head suddenly, his eyes shut tightly.

"Jackson! Oh god," Mark says, walking to him and laying his hands on his shoulders. "Jackson, come on, to bed," he says, trying to get the other to walk.

He wouldn't budge, so Mark decides to pick him up and take him to the bedroom. Kunpimook follows, worried for his friend. Mark sets him down on the bed, checking his bandages again and holding his hands. Jackson was shivering under him, so he quickly put the blanket over him.

"Jackson," Mark says, "Say something to me. Please."

Jackson inhales and exhales heavily, slowly opening his eyes. They were a little glazed over as he looked up at Mark.

"I... I remember," Jackson says, "When I said 'let me out'... I remembered you saying it... It was dark... You were knocking on the door and asking someone to let us out," Jackson says, looking at him.

Mark looks at him, his eyes wide. Those eyes welt with tears, holding Jackson's hand to his face and squeezing it.

"Mark...?" Jackson says, sitting up slightly and feeling better now. "Was that wrong...?"

"No, not at all," Mark says, sniffling, while a bright smile came on his face through his tears. "That's completely right. Do you remember anything else from that night?"

Jackson shakes his head, "No... Not yet at least," He says, "It hurt really bad when I thought about it. It was a really blurry memory and I could only remember that part."

"Can I tell you what happened right before that?" Mark says, smiling and looking down at him. Jackson nods, smiling softly.

"You... You gave me my first ever kiss." Mark says, his cheeks turning red. "And I was so embarrassed that I wanted out. But then you gave me my second kiss."

Jackson looks at him, lunging towards him for a hug. Mark chuckles, looking at him.

"That's so cute," Jackson says, "We're so cute!"

Mark wipes his eyes, chuckling and nodding. "You're cute."

"Yah, stop it," Jackson says, laughing and nuzzling the other's chest.

"Nope," Mark says, "Not until you gain all your memories back."

Jackson pouts, "Fine."

"You should rest," Mark says, laying him back down. "You looked like you were in a lot of pain when you remembered. Let your brain cool down," Mark says, tucking the blanket back over him.

Jackson nods, "Okay. But Mark?"

"Yeah?"

"Kissie?" Jackson says, making kissy lips at the other.

"Aiiiiish! Rest," Mark says, laughing and walking out of the room.

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a/n: sorry for yet another update that took ten years to publish, school still continues to stress me out (((((((((((((:

but i hope you enjoyed!
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thanks, ilysm~
-author em