𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧 ▪ NCT Mark

4

The lone writer was looking intently at the contract that was placed into the wooden table in his garden. After leaving the hotel before sunrise, I brought him home with contract in his hand. While reading the conditions intently, and fingers fidgeting. I lazily burried my face in my arms. I wasn't a deity not to be tired, and this time I should be in my room sleeping or eating cakes that I always request from the hotel's chef.

"Are you even reading it?" My muffled voice disturbed the quietness of the room. Mark was contemplating whether or not he'll work as a human manager in our hotel. To be honest, Yerim can fulfill her job easily but this man must be close to us as Taeyong said so. Unfortunately, this is the only way for us to be close to him.

"Can I ask questions?" He nervously asked, I raised my head and saw how anxious and tired he was. A human like him must've been exhausted from the stress that happened to him that night. To think that he was being chased by someone before getting into the hotel.

"Does this mean I'll leave my work as a writer and be a manager instead?" I knew it, his passion for his work is more important than the golden spoon we were offering. Suddenly reminded of Sicheng's passion towards arts.

"No, you can still do your work, because this is like a part time thing only." I pointed the contract and smiled. "You'll just have to do the human work that is needed in the hotel."

"Human work?" His curious tone and the way his eyes became wide makes him look like a child.

"Yes, the hotel is registered monthly in the government and we are paying taxes too." His curious eyes observed mine. He's waiting for me to drop something. Is he seriously not believing what I just said?

Smilling in a most sarcastic, I stated. "If you're not going to believe me. Then meet me at the park near the hotel at 10p.m. I'm going to show you everything in my office. I'll be off then." I stood up, not waiting for any reply to him.

As I walked outside a loud singing voice echoed into the whole area. Mark who was sitting stood up and his eyes was filled with terror. When the owner of the voice came in, I saw a tanned skin guy singing on his way to the garden where we are staying. His singing stopped as he looked at me from head to toe.

"You seriously hooked up with a chick when you're supposed to send the drafts to Seungcheol and talk to him." He looked pissed at Mark, I guess he didn't knew that his friend actually just got himself in a lot of trouble lately. I looked at him intently, he looks like he knew something.

"Wait a minute, am I seeing things too?" He nervously asked Mark who was signaling him to shut up and not to look at me.

"Well, I'm real." I told him, his face suddenly changed into a relaxed one and he sighted. Mumbling something that he'd rather join Renjun in finding aliens than seeing something like Mark does. That confirms my suspicion, he knew Mark is seeing ghosts.

"I like you," smiling I went near him. His face suddenly drops as I walked towards him. But I was stopped by Mark who grabbed me by my hands.

"Please don't do something to Donghyuck. I'll meet you later I promise." He begged still holding my hand tight.

"I wasn't doing anything bad alright. So hands off please." I told him and he let go of my hands. With my free hand, I snapped and everything paused. I looked at the guy named Donghyuck and whispered in his ears. "I like to be friends with you, but you'll get much trouble than your talented friend here."

Touching his forehead, I removed his memories and went to Mark and kissed his forehead. As a mark that he'll be binded to me until I said so. I went out their house and flicked my finger.

The sun was out and my red hair was obviously too bright in the day. I looked at the sky, wishing that Mark will meet me at that time because going out the hotel is too much work for me.

The lively surroundings outside the hotel made me take a little detour. I sat down under a tall tree, the busy city's noise was somewhat relaxing to my ears. Closing my eyes, the autumn breeze hugs me. As I decided to rest here instead of the hotel.

"Hey," a voice interrupted me. "You told me to meet you at 10 in the evening. I was surprised to see you here." Mark said as he tried to sit beside me. Pausing for a while, he looked at me as if he was asking a permission to sit with me. I glared at him, enough for him to know that he should not sit beside me. Chuckling nervously, he sat a meter away from me. Sun was touching his skin and he was like a plant who needed sun for photosynthesis.

"Anyway, why are you here?" He asked me, instead of hearing a friendly tone I knew he was actually nervous to see me here.

"Nothing, the hotel might be quite because its dawn." I stated, the fact that the hotel is lonely in this bright day, makes me missed the living world, that I once belong.

To be honest, Taeyong and I were in the middle. We're neither dead nor alive. Seulgi once told me that we were lucky, because we can freely go out and meet people whenever we wanted. Unlike them, if they linger too much in the world of the living without purpose, they'll end up being a lost soul.

Looking at the green grass, blue sky and busy people walking in the side walks of the park. Everything felt like home, but this curse reminded me how I use to hate the living. Now, I miss living a life.

I looked at Mark who was not to far from me, he was holding a pen and a little notebook in his hands, smiling as bright as the morning sun. Pitty him, a clueless human entangled with our fate.

"This is my ideal spot for writing, whenever I felt like my ideas aren't popping out in my usual writing room in our house." He said smilling without giving me a single glance. Mark is obviously drawn by the beautiful morning. That he didn't even know that I was going back to the hotel.

"Luna! Wait," I stopped walking as I heard his voice echoed along the busy park. Slowly, I face him. Mark was halfway to me when I raise my hand to stop him. "No! Please don't use that, I just want to tell you that there is a lost soul near our house that keeps budging me and sometimes even my friends who lives with me. Could you take them to the hotel?" He asked desperately, I could see how frustrated he must've been because of the lost soul. Giving him a small nod, I walk my way not to his house but on our hotel.

But surprisingly, he stopped me by holding my wrist. Lucky him, it was my left wrist and not the right one or else he'll be dead. "Please Luna, I'm asking for a favor."

Without even looking at him, his plea made my heart soft. I faced him and saw his desperate face. He doesn't look like someone in his 20's.

"Can't, I'm too exhausted and the sun is too bright. At 10 p.m. I'll visit you personally and don't come to the park just wait for me." As soon as I said those words, a gleam of hoped and happiness was the next thing he radiates. He looks too bright for a dark soul like me.

"Got it! Thank you Luna." He said in his cheerful tone, his bright smile plastered in his face. I turn my back to him, to smile. His cheerful personality made my heart warm for unknown reason.

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happy birthday to the amazing leader,
our bubu,
Taeyong!
ily bubu! 🌹