# 2
MM&YxMagician
The second Hyukjae's wearing a red shirt. Navy shorts. Donghae has never seen these exact clothes. Never owned them. Never bought them. For himself or Hyukjae.
Second Hyukjae's black hair has a blue sheen. His skin's smooth. Flawless. It reminds Donghae... of Hyukjae's mannequin state. But this Hyukjae's lips are pinker. Eyes rounder.
He's very pretty. Almost unnaturally so. Just the way his expressions are. His behaviour. His blinks. His speech--
It's mostly third person. He refers to himself... as Eunhyuk.
It's... confusing.
"I'm really sorry," Donghae says. "So... so you don't go by Hyukjae at all?"
He and Hyukjae have sat on the floor. They've asked the visitor to take the sofa. He seemed like he'd cried earlier. His eyes were shiny. His cheeks were wet. But his face remained the same.
Donghae felt bad. For closing the door on him. Leaving him out here. He feels bad for Hyukjae too. His Hyukjae. The one hugging his arm. Glued to his side.
Eunhyuk's given Donghae a puzzled blink.
"Eunhyuk is not Hyukjae. Hyukjae has chosen the name Eunhyuk for Eunhyuk."
Donghae frowns. He'll get a headache.
"I-I didn't name you," Hyukjae mumbles. Glances at Donghae. Shakes his head worriedly.
Donghae gives him a nod. Rubs his back. It's clear Hyukjae doesn't know anything. About whether he's done this. How he's done it.
But Eunhyuk's staring at Hyukjae. "Eunhyuk does not understand."
"Yeah... we don't understand very much either," Donghae says. Tries to smile. "Sorry, so... so how did you get here? I don't think you came through the door?"
"Eunhyuk has no knowledge of that."
"Right..." Donghae mutters. He turns to Hyukjae. "Babe?"
Hyukjae's biting his lip. Watching the visitor.
"Eunhyuk?" Hyukjae says. Quietly.
The visitor nods. Perks up.
"You said you don't understand... but could you tell us what exactly you don't understand? Where were you before? Were you... doing something?"
Eunhyuk's eyes move around the room.
"Eunhyuk does not understand where this is. Eunhyuk was in his room, waiting for Hyukjae and Donghae to wake up, and then he was here, on this sofa, it is yellow, and Hyukjae and Donghae were waking up here..." He pauses. His delicate eyebrows raise slightly. His eyes travel back to them. "But... Hyukjae and Donghae have... changed."
"So he did just turn up here..." Donghae murmurs.
He had some wild theories. Maybe Hyukjae has a brother. Another mannequin. Another magicked one. Maybe Hazel had turned two boys into mannequins. Maybe Leeteuk found this one. Dropped it off. He has been working on some old houses recently...
But Hyukjae is increasingly more troubled. Donghae's afraid that whatever he's afraid of... is true. Hyukjae doesn't handle stress too well.
"Eunhyuk," Hyukjae speaks. Hesitantly. "We... um, Donghae and me, we don't... actually know you. I-I don't know any Eunhyuk and Donghae doesn't either. This is the first time we've seen you."
Eunhyuk blinks. His eyes fill up. Tears roll out. His lips tremble a little.
It makes Donghae's heart clench. "Oh, , he's crying--"
"Hyukjae and Donghae have forgotten Eunhyuk..."
Hyukjae releases Donghae's arm. Gets to his feet. Sits beside the visitor. Takes his hand.
"No, Eunhyuk, I don't think so..."
Eunhyuk shifts to face Hyukjae. His eyes widen. Lips attempt to smile.
"Hyukjae remembers now?"
"Oh, um... sorry, Eunhyuk, listen. I think... you might be in a different place, okay? So me, Hyukjae, a-and Hae, Donghae, we might be different than the people you know, I think--"
Hyukjae glances back at Donghae. Bites his lip again. Seems to have paused in thought.
"What?" Donghae scoots forward too.
"Hae, did I tell you about a dream last night? Did that happen?"
"Dream-- last night? Um, you said something about a dream earlier, in the bedroom?"
Hyukjae shakes his head hard. Gets back on the floor. Almost falls over Donghae.
"Be careful, sweetheart--"
He holds Hyukjae's arms. Keeps them both from toppling. Hyukjae's face is frantic. His eyes desperate. Donghae gently kisses him. Hopes to calm him.
Hyukjae takes a breath. "Hae... I-I want to make sure I did wake up last night because of a dream, and I spoke to you about it. Do you remember if that happened? Do you remember anything I said? I was sure I had a dream, b-but now I just can't even think..."
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