[8AM.•Bright sunlight.•]

You have a 5 year old son named Kevin. And Kevin has a good eye, so when you have a hickey, like right now, he’s gonna ask what it is.

”Mama, whats the red thing on your neck?”

You’re not surprised how he noticed. You tell him it’s just a mosquito bite and Travis, your husband sitting beside you, had a smirk on his face as he watched the interaction.

Kevin touches your hickey with his tiny hand. “Get better, mama” and he goes back to his toys. That’s when Travis wraps his arm around you and whispers.

“Am I just a mosquito to you?”