"Do you feel real?" I can not help the childish question. The answer is a soft, feathery kiss upon my lips, tongue tracing the line of my cupid's bow and a taunting whisper in my ear. "You tell me." ------ Maybe the stress of NCT is too much for Mark. His hyungs tell him that he is going insane, that everything is all in his head. But this dream is tangible and insists otherwise. Sleepless nights and teary eyes; he can't even tell what is real anymore. *INSPIRED BY A PROMPT ON PINTEREST*