Paradise | Markhyuck

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Fire already set up, foods already done and two boys staring at the moon as if was the most fascinating thing ever. The night is calming, cool winds embracing their body, beautiful moon that serves as the light aside from the fire.

"Wah I love this feeling." Haechan commented. Closing his eyes to feel more of the cool wind.

Mark stared at him. He sure is that he never saw anyone as gorgeous and stunning as this boy infront of him. Because if he already did then he would surely not let that boy go off his sight.

"Me too." He said while looking at Haechan. He smiled. He never felt this kind of feeling before. The feeling of fluttering butterflies in your stomach and the comfortable fast beating of your heart.

Still oblivious of the gazes of Mark, Haechan sighed and said "aah i'm so full." Haechan stood up and walk towards the sea. He looked back at Mark, who's coming to follow him.

"Are you sleepy?" Mark asked.

He shakes his head. "No, not yet." He walked closer to the waters. And let his feet touch the water.

"But it's getting late. It's time to—"

"Swim. Are you still up for that?" Haechan smirked asking him.

Mark's eyes widened, he didn't expect that. "But it's already—"

"Do you know the thing called night swimming?" Haechan asked while running closer to the deeper part of the sea.

"Of course I know that but" Mark looked at him hesitating. Haechan gave him a 'what?' expression. "Okay." He didn't bother to take anything off his body. He went into the waters and followed Haechan.

"I never thought that living for days in this island would be this great. I haven't done this in such a long time." Haechan spoke after lifting himself up from the water. Mark looked at him.

Mark saw the slow falling of the water from Haechan's hair to his neck. It may be dark but he can see the attractive mole on Haechan's neck due to the moonlight. Damn. The droplets flow from the neck to the other's collarbone. He's hot. He thought. He looked directly into the other's eyes who is already staring at him.

"You are beautiful." He unconciously muttered. He swam closer to Haechan. He looked at Haechan's slightly opened lips. Those plump lips. He stared at those precious lips. I want to feel it again. And as just what he thought, he closed the gap between their lips and removed the distance between their bodies. It was passionate. Haechan kissed back, suprising the 'should not be surprised' Mark. His mouth is so warm, so is his body. It gives goosebumps to the both of them but in a comfortable way. Mark tasted hesitantly but became confident after some seconds. Haechan opened his mouth with a sexy moan. Mark's kissing Haechan, once, twice or even more than that he doesn't really know. He realized that it is never enough. I want more. More than this.

Mark even kissed him harder and deeper, making Haechan cling to his nape and grip his hair. Haechan realized. I want him. I want to feel him. He was dragged from the sensations he had never known he was capable of feeling. He continued kissing him back.

Mark was the one who broke the kiss and look intently at Haechan. "Do you want me to stop?" He asked.

Haechan is already drowned by the feeling, by the sensation, he doesn't want him to stop. Not now. Not now that I'm loving it. "No. Please don't stop." And now he's the one who smashed their lips together.