Little Starlights | Mark Lee

♪ | epilogue

I'm being colored by you
My stained heart is getting wiped out slowly

Suho - Let's Love ♪

"Thank you, Osaka! I love you!"

The crowd cheered at my words as I sent out finger hearts, waving goodbye to the last stop of my first world tour.

The ecstatic feeling of being on stage still fresh, even after two years of hard work and performances. The sight of fans raising and shaking their purple light sticks in the air always got me. Forever surprised that people liked my music this much.

It was always a bit sad to leave the stage and head back to the hotel, but I grew accustomed to it. On my way there, I tried to called Mark, but the signal was busy.

I was a bit disappointed.

With our separate schedules it had become hard to spend any time together... only being able to see him in our down time, which often didn't coincide. I really wanted to talk for a while, but he was busy with his own concerts, so I couldn't blame him.

I opened the door of my room to a weird smell.

Ugh... what is that? Barbecue chips?

I looked around the room for any trace of food, or ants... but I only came across an open window.

Weird... I thought I closed that...

Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around my chest, "AAAHHH!!!!" I screamed, forcefully tugging my handbag back as hard as I could and bashed into whoever it was.

"Ow!" I heard a familiar voice. I turned around in horror, only to be faced with a pained Mark against the wall.

"Oh my god! Are you okay? I'm so sorry!! Does it hurt?!" I asked, frantically trying to pin his hands down to look at the damage I had caused.

"Ow... I'm okay... it's fine," he said with a slight laugh.

I was still in a bit of shock, "what are you doing here?"

"Isn't it obvious? I came to surprise you," he finally let go of his face, and thankfully, there wasn't any big damage, only a small red spot on his forehead.

"Well, you sure did! I almost killed you!"

"Almost killed me? Be glad I wasn't a stalker trying to do something bad, cause that hit-"

He was interrupted by a knock on the door, "Seyeon, is everything okay? I heard screaming." It was my manager, she was staying one room away from me.

"Oh! I... I hit my foot against the bed! Ow!" I lied. Mark's face contorted into a smile and I was fast enough to cover his mouth before he erupted in laughter at my awful acting skills.

"Are you okay? Do you need to see a doctor? Let me in."

"No! No, everything's fine! No doctor needed. I'm really tired now, so I'll go to sleep!"

"Okay then, good night," she spoke from the other side of the door. The moment I heard her door close, I finally exhaled, also releasing Mark from my tight grip on his face.

"Will you stop damaging my face? I have a concert in two days," he said massaging his cheeks.

"Sorry," I mumbled, "but how did you even get here? You're supposed to be in Tokyo," I walked back and sat on the edge of my bed.

"But I missed you," he hugged me, "we barely see each other."

Happiness cursed through me at his words. He was so sweet, going all the way across a country to see me. "I've missed you too babe, but won't you get in trouble?"

He nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck, "yes... I mean, I did a lot of ass kissing so my manager would let me go out for the night, so it's not like he doesn't know I'm not there..."

"But he doesn't know you're here, does he?"

He shook his head and I couldn't control a small chuckle.

Dummy... getting himself in trouble just to see me for a few hours. God, I love him.

He sat up straight, "close your eyes," he demanded. I narrowed my eyes, afraid of what he could possibly do, "why?" I asked suspiciously.

"Just do it!"

I closed my eyes slowly.

"No peeking!"

"I won't!"

I felt his arms go around my neck, delicately placing something on my skin. My cheeks reddened at the close proximity and my heart pounded hard in anticipation.

"Open."

I looked down at my neck, finding a beautiful silver necklace had been placed there. The design was delicate with a small star and a little diamond next to it.

I stood up to grab a compact mirror I had in my bag, taking a better look at the necklace.

"It's beautiful..." I turned to him, smiling sweetly, "thank you."

I sat back, next to him, hugging him tightly for the beautiful gift.

"You just finished your first world tour. I thought this would be a good way to remember it," he said as he moved a strand of hair behind my ear, making me blush.

When he kissed me again, it felt as if the stars had aligned just for us, just for that moment. And if felt perfect, magical even. How the single presence of Mark was able to make everything turn bright.

"Are you staying here tonight?"

He nodded and I smiled.

"I wish we could spend more time together like this..." I said.

"I know... but... once our tour is over... we're getting a full week off," he said in between kisses.

"Really?" I asked excitedly.

"Mhm," he wrapped his arms around me, pinning me down to the bed as he kept placing small kisses all over me. I laughed at the tickling feeling of his lips.

"And we can do anything we want?" I asked.

"Yes," he said, with certainty, looking into my sparkling, joyful eyes. Finally, we would be able to spend time together freely!

"So what do you wanna do now?" I asked smiling sweetly.

He laughed, narrowing his eyes, catching on to my game, knowing I wouldn't be the first one to bring it up. He huffed, acting clueless, "I guess we could just stay like this for a couple hours. I don't know maybe you could make me another song?"

"Will you stop teasing me about that!" My cheeks got red.

"Never," he laughed.

They say time flies when you're having fun. And like that, between laughs and kisses, our short night together, flashed in front of our eyes.