At the End of Summer || Mark Lee (NCT)

Special Chapter. Treasure

The feeling of Mark's lips on mine was a lot of things.

It was like fireworks bursting through my chest, or like air getting knocked out of me.

It was like that good feeling I had when I was in the hot air balloon, flying up in the sky. Or that happy feeling when I was playing in the rain, and he was holding me in his arms after catching me.

It also felt like that time when I was in the sea, when we were staring at each other's eyes, nervousness enveloping me when he was about to lean in and kiss me.

I remembered how every time it was about to happen, I was wondering how his lips would feel on mine. How nice it would've felt if he kissed me. If only I'd let him.

But now that it was happening, now that Mark is kissing me, it felt so much better than nice.

It was tremendous and unnerving, and beautiful and overwhelming.

The feeling of Mark's lips on mine truly was a lot of things.

But most of all, it felt just right.

His lips were soft, and his kiss was gentle and sweet.

It didn't last long though, but I knew the feeling and memory of my first kiss with Mark would stay in my mind forever.

As soon as our lips parted, my cheeks blushed furiously and I covered my face in embarrassment.

He chuckled at my actions. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," I said with a muffled voice. "I just, um... Was I bad?"

I peeked at him through my fingers.

His eyes were sparkling as the sun reflected through it, and his lips were curved into a wide grin.

His cheeks were a mix of pink and red from the blush that was spread across his face, and he looked so beautiful.

When did I get so lucky?

"You were wonderful, love."

I continued covering my face with my hands, extreme shyness taking over me.

It made me feel diffident how I was so inexperienced in this kind of thing. This was my first time after all, and I was a little afraid that he'd be turned off at me or something.

But Mark was patient.

"You still have a lot to learn, but that's only when you give me permission to teach you."

He was patient and respectful, and I couldn't help but fall more in love with him.

He removed my hands from my face, only to discover water brimming my eyes.

"What's wrong, baby?" He asked, holding my hands down, concern lacing his voice.

I couldn't look at him. I was too embarrassed and shy and nervous that I didn't realize I was slightly tearing up.

"Nothing, I just—I.... nothing." I replied, looking down on our hands, my voice shaking a little.

What is happening to you, Elizabeth? Get a hold of yourself!

He held my face and made me look up to him. His features were soft, and his smile was kind.

"Were you worried? About your first kiss?"

I looked at him, my eyes giving away my emotions. Nodding at him, I then avoided his gaze and felt a little sad and discouraged.

"Awww. Baby, you did wonderful, okay?" He said with a soothing voice, his figure scooting closer to me. "Honestly, it was the best kiss I've had."